The Conference Room- erotica
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Posted:Feb 5, 2012 9:30 pm
Last Updated:Feb 17, 2012 8:27 pm
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Well it's been a long time since I've posted. Lots of things have have happened, but I'm not going to recount all of it now. Maybe sometime... Let's just say it's been the best of times and the worst of times.
Anyway, here's an erotic fantasy story I wrote with a very special friend. She started it, writing from a female perspective, and I finished it, writing from the male perspective.
The Conference Room
It was late on a Monday evening that I walked down the empty hall to your office. Your office door was ajar as I approached it, my insides were humming with anticipation, aching and wet. Smiling from ear to ear I enter and shut the door behind me. You look up and welcome me with your warm smile. Quickly you come to me and back me up against the door caging me in your strong arms. Saying in my ear, “Ohhh baby, so good to see you,” tenderly kissing my neck and face as you murmur. I drop my bag and pull you closer to me, adoring the feel of your back and tight buns in my hands. You know so well how to seduce me with your sweet words and kisses and my aching turns to throbbing. If I’m not careful my plans would be derailed. Suddenly I feel the loss of your warmth, as the cool air hits me when you pull away and ask, “To what do I owe the honor of this visit?” Avoiding your piercing blue eyes, I look down and state that I had finally come for the offered tour of your office building. “Lucky for you!” you exclaim with your naughty grin, “I just finished my work and can accommodate”. The impact of that lethal grin sends a charge down my body and I shudder. As I contemplate, may you never know the accumulative drugging power you have over me with your grin, scent and touch.
Next you offer to take my trench coat to hang on a hook, but I decline. Taking my hand as I grab my bag you lead me out the door for the tour. Chatting away you tell me about your day. The last room on the tour is the conference room.
We enter the conference room. Turning the lights on and shutting the door, you pull me into your arms. I take that moment to ask if you are up to a little fun. “Sure”, you state, “what kind of fun do you have in mind?” “Wait and see,” I answer with a grin of my own. Pulling away from you I reach for the end chair rolling it about 4 feet from the table and ask you to sit down. As you do my bidding, I ask if you would be willing to be tied up. For a split second I see the wariness in your eyes, but you slowly answer with a yes anyway. “Good,” I exclaim, kissing you hard and then getting out the ties and tying your arms to the arms of the chair. Leaning over you I nuzzle, kiss your neck asking if you are hungry for a snack. “What do you think? You ask, “it has been 17 days since I’ve seen you.”
I stand and lean against the huge table and very slowly with a grin I remove my belt. Watching your delight as my coat opens and falls to the floor. You gasp at seeing me wear only a black lacy bra, garter belt -thigh hi’s and stilettos. I turn around giving you a full view of my sweet ass and lips as I lean over and place my bag in a chair at the side of the table. Straightening and turning towards you, I am pleased to observe your heavy breathing. As I reach you I climb into your lap and put my hands on either side of your face. “Sexy blue eyes, your all mine tonight”, I whisper in your ear. You moan and attempt to pull against the ties trying to touch me. I take my time slowly kissing your face, nibbling your ears and neck as I unbutton your classy shirt to feel your chest. I can feel your hard cock pushing against your pants and I murmur “your big rod wants me, but it can’t have me, Baby”, I remove my bra and press your face in-between my boobs. “Here is your snack,” I purr taking my nipples to your mouth so you can suck greedily. I grind my wet pussy against your flat belly and chest while you snack. I moan at the pleasure you send through my body. Suddenly I withdraw from you and hear your quick whispered disapproval. I lean over your chair and adjust it to its highest position. You ask, “Where are you going?” in a husky voice. “To have a snack of my own,” I answer sweetly. You declare in your most stern voice, “Amy, get back here!” I return to sooth you, getting in your face and kissing you sweetly “blue eyes, you’re all mine tonight, you agreed to the game”. I position my dripping pussy right over your left hand and ride it with short strokes. We listen to the wet juicy smack, your fingers stroking my lips trying their best to enter me. I bend over and suck your fingers and return to your lips to share, you growl, as I return to the table.
I get out my pink dildo and lay it on the table. You call out, “you don’t need that, Amy you have me”, as I lay on the table. I start by slowly touching my clit dipping my finger tip into my flowing pussy then rubbing my juice over my nipples. As I start to suck my own nipples your voice gets husky and you exclaim that you can see me, taste me and smell me and you NEED to feel/fill me. I put the fat pink dildo into my pussy and pump it hard; within moments I yell as I cum and squirt. Unable to move I lay there, resting. Wondering how much trouble I am in for having fun while it appears that you are in agony.
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So after watching this spectacle, I am really turned on. I have to get free and exact some revenge for my suffering! So I manage to slip my hands from the ties but stay seated for a moment. You are starting to recover from the orgasms rolling around a bit on the table and then sit up.
"So did you like that show? I'm terrible aren't I- there was nothing you could do but watch and drool," you say, laughing. You get off the table and sit on my lap taking my face in your hands and kiss me. Now is my chance- I slip both hands free and grab your ass digging my fingers in and kissing you harder. You are surprised for a moment, but realize the ties weren't that strong and that I would be free to punish you for teasing.
I pick you up and turn you over my knee and spank your ass. You start to resist, but realize that this is really what you want with each stinging slap. "This is for all the agony you put me through," I say, whacking you harder. So here's a little agony for you."
The spanking is getting you aroused once again and wet, and submit to me. "So do you want my cock or do you want that toy? Whack! I spank you one more time, the hardest yet.
"Yeaahhh, I want it," you say.
"How bad?" I ask, releasing you. "Show me and kneel in front of me"
I slip off my pants and release my cock for you. You kneel in front of me and start sucking and am so hard. You greedily suck from tip to base, first taking my balls in your hand, and then finger my ass to the prostate, making me moan and grit my teeth. I can't talk much now, but know I can't cum yet.
"Oh no, hon, you gotta wait for my cum. I want it in your ass," I say getting up. "Come over here and lean over this table."
You comply and await a thorough pounding. It's what you came here for, but wonder how sore your might be tomorrow...This table is smaller and narrower, and is along one side of the room. It's used for setting drinks and food on for meetings, but it's just the right size and height to fuck you on. I tie your hands to the front of the table and your ass is up in the air for me. I start fucking your pussy at first, slow long strokes, then harder and faster, until I'm really going fast and furious. I reach around to your clit and this make you go really wild. I hope no one is around on the floor- you're really moaning louder and louder with each stroke.
But it's your ass that I really want. I pull out and wet down your ass with your juices, working my finger in your asshole just a bit, getting it ready. You are a bit apprehensive, but you want to feel my cock filling you up. I also keep some attention to your clit, just to keep you buzzing. Soon I think you are ready; I stroke my cock for you and you glance back, wondering if you can take it all.
But there isn't much time to think about it, as I take you from behind and start slipping my cock just a bit in your ass, just the tip at first, but with more pressure and moisture. You grunt just a bit as I push harder and the sensation is wonderful with you feeling filled and I am overwhelmed with the tightness of your ass engulfing my cock. I take a few short strokes, but know I can't last long. I grit my teeth and try to hold back so you can get a good pounding but it's useless. I cum hard arching my back with one last thrust, filling you with my cum.
It drips out to your ass and leg and it's a wonderful sight. You are spent but feel energized at the same time. I'm grinning a mile wide, knowing that I just did all this in the conference room. We get dressed and hope that no one is still around in the office, or has returned. I've got even with you for the earlier torture; you are stepping a bit more gingerly leaving the office after the hard fucking.
"So did you come here today wanting this?," I ask.
"Well yes silly, why do you think I tied you down? I knew that you would fuck me good if you had to wait and I would be punished. I liked the spanking!
I smile as I take you out of the office, wondering who really was in control today.
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If we had noticed there was a small red light above us- it was a tiny camera mounted in the conference room, normally used for videoconferencing.. but someone else was viewing our more personal board meeting. The light blinked out as the door shut behind us.
Meanwhile across town, a another couple was still busy. They had gazed at a computer screen and saw you on the table and then bent over getting the hard anal.
"Would you ever want to try that honey? It might be fun," my boss asked, looking down at his wife who had her mouthful of cock.
"Mmm hmmm," she replied, still intent on the cock sucking task at hand.
Bob reached for his Blackberry and booked the conference room for a hour next week. "Yep, we'll watch this again...you take notes hon, we can learn a lot from those two. Can you come by my office next week in a trench coat?
"Mmm hmmm...." she said, not missing a beat, being the good wife and cocksucker she had prided herself in being.
And so the following week, I walked by the conference room on my way out and heard some muffled moans and giggles. Somehow, I think I might be in for a bonus, thanks to you!
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an interesting erotic dream
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Posted:Sep 16, 2010 2:58 pm
Last Updated:Nov 16, 2021 7:44 pm
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I love having erotic dreams- don't we all! Mine seem to have some element of reality that morph into many facets of fantasy.
The one I had last night involved Deb, my secretary (or administrative assistant to be more politically correct). She was taking a shower at this guest house or condo that a company leased for its employees to stay while on long business trips or conferences. She had somehow already checked in before me and was in this shower stall with a low door. In the dream, we we both younger; she was thinner with a great sexy body, but still had short blond hair, a wicked smile, and the same mischievous twinkle in her eye that she always has in the office. In real life, she is always joking around with me and does some mild flirting.
So in the dream, I came in the condo, set down my bag in the bedroom and heard the shower running, wondering if who was. I realized it was Deb and said something like "Hey what are you doing here?" (I'm sort of making up the conversation that was in the dream... can't remember it exactly.)
"I got here early and decided to use your room to shower. I had a key..." she said.
I started to peek over the shower stall, but realized this might be a bad idea and a lawsuit waiting to happen. But Deb stood on her toes and looked over. "I better get out- using up all the hot water"
I stood my ground and she quickly got of the shower and grabbed a big towel off the hook outside the shower, but not before I got a quick glimpse of her body. She had small perky tits and a shaved pussy. She didn't seem embarrassed or shy to be naked for a moment; it was like she knew I had seen it all before.
"I'm so glad to see you," she said, smiling and toweling off her wet hair. She gave me a hug and I could feel her warm, wet body against mine, with soft skin and smelling fresh and wonderful.
Her towel fell just a bit, but this time she found her modesty. "I can't let you see me like this," Deb said, pulling up her towel. "We need to have some decency."
"Really? Why the change...I just saw you come out the shower," I said, coming closer to her. "And Deb, you know we always get along well. And come on, why are you here in my room?"
She changed her demeanor again, this time turning into the seductress. "Well, I just wanted to see you before the meetings and I didn't want to go to the hotel."
(This is where the dream started getting fuzzy; the conversation turned more flirty and seductive, and soon I was out of my shirt and pants.)
Then she dropped the town and kissed me, and I could again feel her warm, wet body against mine. She had very big labia, which I started playing with, much to her pleasure.
She later reclined back in a big brown chair in the bedroom, which contrasted well against her white skin. She parted her legs a bit and played with herself, then inviting me to the chair.
We started fucking, and she was very tight but wet. She squirmed and sighed; I grabbed her wet hair and he ran her hand over my body.
I don't recall cumming - the dream just faded off with these pleasurable sounds and images of two bodies intertwined..
Needless to say, I woke up very hard, but no one was there to share it with  My wife had gone already...
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Yoga- changing classes
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Posted:Sep 15, 2010 10:02 am
Last Updated:Apr 30, 2024 12:41 am
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I'm switching yoga classes, as I can't make my Tuesday class for a while due to my 's football games on those afternoons. I'm going to miss my hot instructor, and the other women in the class- the ones I've told you about in earlier posts.
But my new class is at the university with lots of college girls- should be good viewing too, but the perv factor is higher. I'm old enough to be their dad!
Also been reading about tantric yoga- sounds interesting. Anyone had any experiences with that?
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Wake up call
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Posted:Aug 31, 2010 10:05 pm
Last Updated:Nov 16, 2021 7:45 pm
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Here's a story I've been rewriting for a while. It was written by a woman who sent it to me a couple of years ago, and I decided to rewrite the story from the male point of view. Thanks K, wherever you are, for sending me this wonderful fantasy.
One of my favorite things is wake you up with sex, because it plays so well into the erotic dreams you have right until awakening. You are having an especially vivid dream this morning, and are already wet from this imagined pleasure. But soon, the pleasure will become reality.
You are sleeping nude, lying on your stomach with your arm are stretched out behind your head. Your eyes are closed, but I begin to stroke your back, from your shoulder blades all the way down to your ass, just long, smooth strokes. This makes your body start to wake up, your skin tingles a bit, but your mind is still in a bit in of dreamland.
I slide my fingers between your legs and gently nudge them apart a bit more and start working your cunt, just flicking your clit and gently stroking for a few minutes and then gently sliding in a finger, moving in and out, and then two fingers.
Your body starts to move and your brain is starting to switch from its dream to the real situation, but your eyes are still closed. Your back arches as I turn a bit to your side and then back to your stomach. You are almost humping my fingers now, but I take them out and kneel over you and slide my hands, one on each side, up your body and then under your stomach and chest to reach your breasts.
You start to wake up, and realize that I've tied your hands together at the headboard. So, all you can do is slide your hands up the bedpost and come up to your knees. I begin to tweak your nipples and roll them in my fingers, sending currents all down your body. You're very wet from my earlier work but now every nerve is on fire.
I'm behind you now, and my cock is nice and hard. I play with you, and my cock brushes you ass first, teasing. You feel an odd tension between your hands being unable move far and your body wanting to thrust back against me. My dick is playing around your cunt...teasing... and then back in, prodding with just an inch or two. I pull out, again, just for a moment.
“Where’d you go?” you mumble, trying to look back.
"Shhh, be patient," I say. I repeat the teasing just a couple more times, but soon I sink my cock in all the way and you let out a sigh of relief.
The pace is slow, but the thrusts are hard, and you start to moan, no longer quiet. With with every thrust you either gasp or let out a guttural moan. Your hands are still tied, but are gripping the bedpost to keep your balance.
The pace quickens and and you try to keep up with me. I could cum, but I slow down and my dick is barely entering you anymore, just the tip of the head.
Now, I moisten my finger and start stroking and working it into your ass. You wiggle a bit, in protest, but you're so damned wet at this point and just wanting to climax you're willing to do about anything. Your ass is tight, but pressure feels good and slowly you loosen up.
My breathing is shallow and quick and I want to fuck you in the ass, but I hold back, making sure you're ready.
So, I slowly move your finger in and out and put a second finger in to join the first. This almost hurts you, but my dick is still poking at your cunt and this keeps you focused on the goal of cumming, so you relax into the two fingers. Then my cock slides out of your pussy and you protest a bit, but now it’s pressing up against your ass and I feel you give way as it begins its entry.
I've put on some lube and am very slick, and stop every inch to add a little more warm lube. God your ass is so tight... I slowly work it in, just an inch in and then I wait for you to take it and relax, and then I pull out a tiny bit and slide it in an inch and a half.
This goes on until I'm in about three inches. I'm ready to cum, but I want to really make it feel good. So I begin to just work my cock, slowly in... and slowly out. I put a finger or two on your clit, just to keep you interested in case the ass fucking hurts, and my other hand is holding your hips to help you move against me. You press back against me anyway, because by now you're hot and love how it feels, too. So my cock begins to slide in and out, deeper in your ass, gently thrusting, but slower than how I usually fuck your cunt.
"God, I want to come- I love how you fill me up!" you say with a moan. This gets me going and I quicken my pace a bit and my fingers slide in and out of your cunt at the same time. Soon we are both at the edge and you're begging you to make it happen.
I wrap it up with a few quick thrusts, and I feel like I'm spearing you with my cock. You cum in a mixture of pain and pleasure, and your breath a long deep shudder. I let loose on a final stroke, and explode in your ass. Part of my cum is inside you and part drips out, and it feels good against your stretched skin.
Your sink down on to your stomach, and I lie beside you and untie your hands. We are exhausted after this early morning adventure, and drift back to sleep, maybe a bit sore, but sated.
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high school erotica
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Posted:Aug 29, 2010 5:13 pm
Last Updated:Aug 26, 2020 12:51 pm
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I was going through some papers and notebooks from high school today and I came across a couple erotic stories I wrote about this -aged girl who rode our school bus. The stories were basically about what my friends and I would do to her in the back of the bus. The girl would flirt with all the boys, and would even let some of them feel her up, I think. We had this thing where some one would yell "dogpile!" and we'd all pile on top of her and she'd let us, all the while wriggling and giggling underneath. Ah, youth!
But it reminded me that I had a pretty active imagination, even back then.Don't think I will enter the story here ,lol.
Pretty crude stuff, but it reminded me that I've been writing erotic stories ever since I was about 16. Wrote more in college, and a few more over the years. Not written much lately, though I certainly have some good scenarios and plots in mind.
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Restless
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Posted:Aug 26, 2010 9:08 pm
Last Updated:Apr 30, 2024 12:41 am
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Been a while since I've blogged, but I'm feeling restless lately. Maybe it's just the letdown after a working long hours at a exhibit at the Iowa State Fair, or just the malaise of being in my 40s.
I think we all go through this - what else is out there? What else is there to do? What haven't I done?
Maybe I need an adventure, but with a purpose. Five years ago, I went to New Orleans after Katrina with the Red Cross. It was a time where it felt like I was doing something meaningful, helping others. I also met some great people, fellow volunteers, and a couple of not-so-great people, but overall it was a great experience.
Enough philosophy tonight...just had to get this off my mind.
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Private yoga lesson
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Posted:Jun 29, 2010 8:53 pm
Last Updated:Apr 30, 2024 12:41 am
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Yoga was great tonight, as it was just me and the hot instructor, so it was really a private lesson. Everyone else in the class didn't show up. She worked me hard, with some harder positions focusing on upper body, along with some good variations from warrior pose.
There was no sexual tension, just a good sweaty workout. But my mind was running wild with all the possibilities. The weird thing was that her husband came in at the start of class to check on her. It was cool, though it was awkward for a sec, almost like he "caught" us. But he left and we went on with the lesson.
Yoga is really a sensual experience, combining both mind and body.
You focus on breathing, center, core and balance. It's a lot like sex- it starts in the mind and the body follows. You start slowly, like foreplay, breathing heavier, and move in different positions.
With the final sequence, you are sweating and moving faster, and then end with a vigorous sequence. Then it ends in savasana, the final resting pose, much like the collapse and reflection after sex.
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"N" Erotica
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Posted:Jun 10, 2010 12:44 pm
Last Updated:Jun 10, 2010 12:45 pm
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While browsing for something to read at the library, I was looking in the "N" section of fiction.
Some interesting titles came up, all by women erotica authors:
The classics "Little Birds" and "Delta of Venus" by Anais Nin.
"G-Spot" and "Candy Licker" by Noire "an author from the streets of New York whose hip-hop erotic stories pulsate with urban flavor," according to the publisher's website.
And most interesting "Lois Lenz, Lesbian Secretary" by Monica Nolan, also author of "Bobby Blanchard, Lesbian Gym Teacher." This is in the lesbian pulp fiction genre and here's the teaser for the book:
"WILD WOMEN! LURID ADVENTURES! SHOCKING DESIRES! AND A LOT OF FILING.
The story your mother never told youprinted here for your own good."
Looks like one heck of a summer reading list....
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Yoga class
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Posted:Apr 27, 2010 10:19 pm
Last Updated:Nov 16, 2021 7:48 pm
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Had a fun time at yoga class tonight with our instructor, who was complaining because she was getting hot and wanted to take off her light jacket, but couldn't because she didn't have a shirt on underneath. There was much joking around, as I'm the only guy in the class. The other women in the class said, oh just turn around, or you can go to the next room. Or one other, the cute dance instructor, said "You'll get the see her chest the first time we do downward facing dog" ( that's when you bend downward into a sort of "v")
Now the instructor is probably an A cup, so it wouldn't have been much to see, but she is really hot and in great shape. But it still would have been a thrill to have a topless yoga lesson!
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Running, yoga
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Posted:Apr 7, 2010 8:22 pm
Last Updated:Jan 4, 2011 8:37 pm
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Relaxing tonight after a nice 3.5 K run in the drizzle. Actually it wasn't a bad evening to run, as it was cool and not too much rain.
Yesterday was yoga. I'm the only guy in the class and am just learning it for the first time. I'm doing yoga to be more flexible and to take the tightness out of my legs.
It's a lot harder than you think, but is a good all-body workout and a good way to clear your head.
The instructor is hot, as are a couple of the other women in the class (one is a cheer/dance coach). I'm the only guy and I envy how flexible the women are. Of course, this leads to some pretty interesting fantasies about a the instructor and the cheer/dance coach in a threesome with me, in all sorts of contorted positions 
The exercise and relaxation leaves my body feeling good, and a bit more horny. Now if I can just work this fantasy into a story somehow... I just haven't been motivated to write much lately. Maybe this will be just the thing.
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Amish sex secrets
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Posted:Dec 10, 2009 12:46 pm
Last Updated:Nov 16, 2021 7:52 pm
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This cracked me up today when I was scanning the local paper. In one of those bogus "advertorials" for the Amish Heat Surge Fireplaces, I noticed the latest gimmick is to include some free "Amish Folk Scents" to be put in a diffuser that comes with the heater. The scents are said to remedies for headaches, hot flashes, toothaches, weight loss, and there's even an Amish Viagra (it's vanilla!)
A sampling of this copy- headlined
"How secret Amish scents are attracting the opposite sex in Pennsylvania."
"While most of us rely on expensive prescription drugs, the Amish, such as the large community in Intercourse, PA, have shunned this modern approach to medicine and held onto the wisdom preserved by those who live closer to nature."
And: "So what is the secret scent many Amish women use to attract their men? It's easy: plain and simple vanilla. A few dabs behind the ears and suddenly they smell like delicious home baking."
Ok ladies- instead of spending hundreds of dollars an perfume, just head to your kitchen and grab some vanilla and dab it on, and wait for the men to come running!
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Nip/Tuck
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Posted:Oct 22, 2009 3:22 pm
Last Updated:Sep 1, 2010 5:51 am
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I'm back to watching Nip/Tuck, not the show it used to be, but it's still the best sex on basic cable.
Last night's show involved Sean, now suffering from insomnia, meeting a freaky redhead (played by the woman from The Cleaner) at late night coffee shop. They are both coming off bad relationships, and can't sleep. But the redhead has a scam going to get oxycontin by faking an injury.
So Sean and the redhead go to an emergency room and she has Sean slide his hand up her skirt and fingers her while Sean describes all the misery of the patients around them. She gets off on it.
She then stabs herself in the arm with a fork, gets the drugs for both of them. Later in the show, she stabs Sean in the leg. After going to the emergency room again, Sean sees her in the waiting room again, being fingered by dirty-looking janitor.
Kinky stuff: pain...public sex. The show has always pushed the limits.
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