Vera Vision—After-School Special, Pt. 2

You know how someone does something but then seconds later, they began to think it wasn’t such a good idea? Jaime was definitely there.

Looking around at the closed VIP room, Jaime really started to wonder if he crossed a line that had no business crossing. Ms. Kendrick had no idea it was him even though her face was instantly recognizable. Now, he was sitting in a chair with his hands firmly tied behind his back. The club had a strict no touching rule but they also wanted to be sure there was no way a patron would even entertain the thought of copping a feel. Jaime instantly felt like a dumb ass. At least he paid for the dance in advance.

He didn’t believe in coincidences too much. He thought it was just a way of justifying something that was meant to happen. But he was starting to get a little unnerved that “Scandalous” happened to play in the overhead speakers as Ms. Kendrick entered the room. She was wearing black thigh-high boots with a 5-inch heel, a low cut top that barely covered her C-cup tits and boy shorts that appeared to be a size too small for her ass. Her belly piercing slightly dangled from her navel with every move she made, almost whispering to Jaime to play with it with his teeth. He went from participating in a nice game of mind-playing with his teacher to her seducing him without trying. What the fuck has he gotten himself into?

Jaime was starting to feel a little guilty. Ms. Kendrick had no idea it was him and he was taking full advantage of that fact. But it was too late. He was trapped and couldn’t escape even if you wanted to. Be careful for what you wish for…you’ll just might get it.

“Are you ready?” Ms. Kendrick asked as she got ready for her private performance.

To be honest, Jamie was anything but ready. He was actually scared shitless. “Ye…ye…yeah…” he stammered.

“Good,” Ms. Kendrick replied. She turned around and smiled softly. She walked over to him and gently kissed his lips, assuring him that everything was going to be okay. But each time he tried to open his mouth to give up the charade, his loins would be set ablaze on her movements. She smelled like a vanilla musk lightly touched with jasmine. Her aura was dripping with sex and it was obvious Ms. Kendrick was no rookie or amateur. She knew exactly what the fuck she was doing. Maybe Jaime didn’t feel so guilty after all.

“Let’s begin,” she smiled again. She leaned forward on Jaime, pressing her breasts against his chest. She cooed in his ear, playfully biting it as her hands caressed his chest. She then turned around and bent over and showed her perfectly round ass to Jaime. He could definitely see why some guys referred to a female’s ass using all sorts of euphemisms. It was an apple, a biscuit, and a romp-shaker. It made Jaime wonder what Ms. Kendrick was doing hiding all of that ass underneath her clothes.

But her ass was just an appetizer to the dual main course meals. She stripped off her top and her breasts bounced out of it. They were perfect. Tear-shaped and lickable as he would later describe to his boys. They were succulent and dying to be played, licked, and sucked. Jaime felt his mouth water just looking at them. However, the best was yet to come. Ms. Kendrick pulled off her boy shorts and revealed her waxed snatch. Cinnamon-colored, smooth, and slick with her own juices and sweat, it was obvious Ms. Kendrick hadn’t been with many partners and took very good care of herself. That made Jaime’s cock bounce in his pants.

She climbed on top of him and began to grind her pussy against the bulge of his pants. Because Jaime was restricted to keep his hands to himself, he was tortured by not being able to do anything. She was an expert at riding cock and he only imagined how she was in bed. She began to ride him faster, softly moaning with each grind. Jaime no longer could play the actor and began grunting against her. He wanted to fuck her so bad and couldn’t. The torture was worse than any after-school detention.

Just when he couldn’t take it anymore, Jaime shot off in his pants. He came hard and quick, leaving him panting and sweating. Ms. Kendrick stopped riding him and smiled as Jaime regained his composure. She softly kissed his forehead and patted his face with her hands. She then got up and gathered her clothing. She undid the tie behind his back and massaged Jaime’s wrists. But before she could leave, there was one last piece of business Ms. Kendrick had to go over with Jaime to make sure it was an evening he would never forget.

“Just to remind you,” she whispered in his ear, “homework is still due on Monday.”

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The talk

Datorită unei perioade foarte neprielnice blogărelii pentru Mitru, el resuscitat spontan de muze şi de suma tuturor lucrurilor plăcute născocite de mintea mai mult sau mai puţin bolnavă  a lui se decide să îşi recâştige  drepturile asupra blogului său. Cele ce urmează sunt o punere în scenă ceva mai dramatică a conversaţiei celor doi.

Mitru: Salut…

Blog: Salut? Salut? Asta e tot ce poţi spune după 3 luni de absenţă?? Salut?

M: Păi…da?

B: Ştii cât de greu mi-a fost toata vara asta?

M:Umm…nu.

B: E teribil să ai zilnic doar 5-6 vizitatori şi ce e mai rău că pentru aştia 5-6 câţi or fi nu am nimic nou ce să le spun sau să le arat sau cu ce să le distrag atenţia cât de cât!

M: M-am gândit la tine, să ştii.

B: Aha….sunt convins, am auzi că ai fost pe alte bloguri, le faci lor vizite (de curtoazie) şi pe mine mă laşi de izbelişte!

M: Vroiam să experimentez şi eu puţin. Mă poţi condamna, dacă vreau să învâţ să am grijă de tine mai bine şi să învăţ cum se scrie mai bine tragând cu ochiul/urechea/cursorul spre alte bloguri?

B: Asta tot nu justifică absenţa ta totală.

M: Decât să fac o treabă de că**t mai bine nu o fac. Vreau să scriu zilnic şi să ma ocup de tine după cele învăţate în vara asta.

B:…

M: Vrei să o luăm de la capăt?

B:Da..

M: Atât! (Face un flip şi explodează spontan intr-o mare de curcubee şi iepuraşi)

Apoteotic final eh?

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Vera Vision—After-School Special, Pt.1

It’s a scenario that has been played out in the media before: high-school student falls in love with a teacher and an illicit love affair begins. They would get caught, the teacher goes to jail, and all is forgotten later. Jaime never figured out how in the hell anyone could look at their teacher even remotely sexual. That is, until he met Ms. Kendrick. She was a young, History teacher who always seemed more passionate about studying the Cold War than she was about any pop culture events. Although it seemed she was aloof at times, Ms. Kendrick simply didn’t care enough about Perez Hilton and the like to give a damn.

Still, pop culture references aside, there was a secret about Ms. Kendrick that many—her colleagues included—have wondered about her. She drove a Mercedes that was splashed with candy-apple paint. She carried the designer label on her arms and always seemed to look she was worth well more than she was getting paid for. Everyone knew teachers didn’t get paid nearly their worth. Many teachers picked up second jobs and severely cut back their lifestyles just to make sure the lights stayed on. But Ms. Kendrick never really had that problem. Many assumed she came from a rich family or had a wealthy sugar daddy supporting her. If only it was that simple. Ms. Kendrick was hiding a well-kept secret from everyone, her students especially. She was a stripper. It was by accident that Jaime found out and it was a night he would never forget.

One night Jaime and his friends decided to hit The Lovely Kitten Gentleman’s Club for an evening of relaxation. What says relaxing better than having a stripper shaking her ass in your face? Ordering just soft drinks at the bar, the men sat at the front table to enjoy themselves. Every dancer brought something different to the table. Some of them were acrobatic flexible. Some of them were the bump n’ grind type of dancers. Some of them used their eyes to seduce. Nevertheless, all of the dancers were great. Until one particular dancer came on stage and Jaime thought he was going to fall out of his chair.

Her hair was a black bob cut. Her breasts were perfect due to a little knife sculpting. Her toned body was the result of many workouts at the local gym. But it was her face that really garnered the most attention. She had innocence about her, although her place of work and attire told otherwise. But it wasn’t just the look on her face that captured Jaime’s attention. He recognized her. It was pretty damn impossible to not realize who she was but she was one of those types who had a recognizable face no matter where she went or what she had on. It was Ms. Kendrick.

Wearing a black corset, fishnet stockings and five-inch stripper heels, Jaime found his mouth gasped open in shock. It was no question where she was getting her extra income. He didn’t know how long she was stripping but imagined it had been for a while based on her lifestyle. Now she was bumping and grinding in his face. She had a dancer’s rhythm, naturally moving her body to every beat and melody. It wasn’t contrived or practiced. She cupped her firm breasts and licked her lips, practically begging the patrons to spend just a few more dollars on her. When she did the splits on the floor and bounced her ass, Jaime felt his head nodding along with her.

His next move would be spoken about for many years to come. The end result would become the all-time greatest dinner story. Jaime was going to pay for Ms. Kendrick to give him a lap dance. Ms. Kendrick’s reaction to Jaime’s generosity would be classic.

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Help, My Mom Is A Cougar!: 3 Tips On How To Keep Your Relationship With Her

Demi & Ashton

I have seen the future and it is filled with older women and younger men.

There is such a double standard out there.  Men can get as old and wrinkled as they wanna be and they can get a young women.  NO one says a word.

Now, we have uncovered the opposite and it’s all the talk.  It’s the cougar and she ready to pounce.

I don’t have a problem with that, as long as it’s someone elses’ mom.  But, when it’s my mom…sheesh!

There are those out there, like myself, who are adult children.  We may be blessed enough to still have our moms around and while our moms are letting loose as they get older, we seem to be taking on the more “responsible” and “reserved” role of daughter or son.   We are probably all the things our parents could ever wish for.

We take care of our lives and stay out of trouble.  We got to work and use coupons when we grocery shop, like mom taught us.

We wash behind out ears,  say “please” and “thank you” and feed the dog, like mom taught us.

We have made it this far with our mothers loving discipline and watchful eye.  We may have even had meddling mothers who wanted to “fix” the entire world for us.  Then, something happened.

Whether it was divorce, by death or another reason,  mom is single again.  Single and on the prowl.  But, she’s not looking for they guy with the salt and pepper hair that’s around her age.

She’s looking for that hot, young guy with the six-pack and firm beach body.

What the hell happened to our mom?

Where does that leave you and I?  We are sitting there like sticks-in-the-mud, with this scenario running in our minds.  Mom is lusting after young guys. WTF?

And our nice little responsible ways have put us on guard.

Hey mom, we got to that “we know better now” phase, but mom has reverted back to 15 or 16 yrs-old that we have to keep and eye on, know where she is at all times and makes sure she “Doesn’t do anything I wouldn’t do!”

Here we are.  How do we cope with this “teen-aged” mom of ours?  Her partying, dating and…wait.  Sex.  She might have sex with this guy.

Alright!  I have had it.  Here’s 3 ways I have learned to cope with this “Cougar” mom of mine.

Support You Local Mom:    If she asks for your opinion about her new guy, find something “polite” to say about him.  Yeah, you may not like her new guy, but support her.   

If you notice something about him that seems a little strange or that find awkward about him,  find a time when you are casually talking to bring this up.

Don’t become an overbearing “parent” of a daughter or son.     Be there to listen to her tales about her dates and whatnot about the new boyfriend.  If you can’t handle hearing about her s-e-x life, then kindly let her know that her sex life is TMI for you.  Remember when you used to rant or rave about the hot dates you had?

Remind Her Of  What She Taught You: Yep,  I remember all the nights my mom couldn’t understand why I wanted to stay out all night with my boyfriends even after high school.  Now I understand why!  It’s friggin’ dangerous out there.  Take some time to look back at all the no-no’s you had as a teen.  As pissy as I could get about them, I understand…now.  So, I bring all of it right back up ad throw it right back at my mom.  With love, of course.  And, yes…I support her this way.

• She may need to be reminded of being careful when she is out on a date.
• She needs to be reminded to call when she comes home.
• She needs to be reminded that she needs to keep her cell phone on in case of an emergency.
• She needs to wear clothing that is sexy, not slutty.
• Don’t wear too much makeup and look like a clown.

Yes, mom…You taught me well.

Mom, It’s Me Or Him, Not Me And Him!: Don’t make your mother choose bewteen you  or her new guy.  Keep your judgements out of the convo.  Don’t give her hell about this guy.  If she is having a safe time (emotionally and physically) then she is doing fine.    If mom is happy, the world is happy.  She is probably already feeling the pressure of being older and has the desire to have her relationships bewteen you and her new guy to become cohesive.  Your mom may talk a good game, but she probably wants you to accept the new guy without being judged and she wants to love and be close to the both of you.  Mom is a big girl.  If she needs help, she’ll let you know in one way or another.

Namaste

Seriously

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The Sexy Stud for Hire

This is the first posting in the new blog series “The Sexy Stud for Hire.” Read each posting that follows after this date to read the story in order. ~ Thanks, Delaynee Sinclair

It was late one night, and I was nestled in front of my computer getting ready to write my next sexual love story. I wished it were my own. I knew it could be, if only I’d take a chance. Just as I started to type, my manager telephoned me. .

            “Delaynee, someone has contacted me about writing a companion book to ‘The Goddess.’ I think you should go for it.”

            I bit my bottom lip, and powered off my computer.

            “I’m not sure if ‘The Goddess’ is ready for a companion. My books are best-sellers. A companion may drag them down.” 

            My manager tried to advise me, but I can be pretty stubborn.

            “You’ve cranked out three erotic books in as many years, and would it be so bad if you had a companion?” 

            I sat in the darkness licking my wounds.

            “Delaynee, I know you’ve remained strong since your break-up. You’ve pushed through your pain, and made your life successful without him. You should be happy about that, but maybe it’s time you created with someone else for awhile.”

            I cracked my window a little, letting the cool night air blow in. 

            “I’ll take it into consideration,” I whispered as I hung up the phone.

            I crawled under my covers, alone. I wanted to numb myself with sleep, but I was restless. I was afraid if I opened myself up, I’d become vulnerable again.

            If I write with someone else, they’ll want to do public relations stuff and I want to remain anonymous. That’s why I like my pen name.

            I was restless falling asleep. My mind was racing with thoughts of how I just wanted to blend in with my surroundings.

            I’m just the woman that owns the book/coffee shop.

            The summer night air blew across my skin. My eyes finally grew heavy and I fell asleep.

            The next day at work I was back in the stockroom. I overheard a man questioning one of my employees.

            Is he asking about my book?

            I could hear my employee tell him they were sold out, and they’d be restocked in a couple of days.

            I knew I had several cases upstairs in my apartment over the bookstore, but I couldn’t let my employee’s know that I was the writer.

            They’d laugh me out of business if they knew their boss was sucking cock on paper.

            I moved closer to the door and tried to get a glimpse of the man with the sexy voice.

            “I’d love to meet the woman who writes those books,” he said. “I’d get down on one knee, and propose marriage.” 

            “Is it about the sex?” The employee asked.

            “No, it’s, about the connection I feel to her words,” he said. “I feel like she’s written them just for me.” 

My curiosity got the best of me and I walked back into my store. I made my way around the shelving unit to get a better look at my secret admirer, but it was too late. He was leaving.

Nice ass.

            “Did you see that guy?” the young female employee questioned. “Wow!  Someone should tell that writer she has an admirer!” 

I froze in my tracks. 

            “Are you okay?”

            “I will be.”

            Days pass and I was closing up shop one evening. All of my employees had gone, and I wished that I had someone to talk to. 

I unclipped my hair, letting it fall down past my shoulders. I heard the bells on the door jingle, and turned around to see a handsome man standing before me. 

            “Is it too late?” 

            Good God.

            I was taken aback by his angelic face. His eyes are as brown as fudge, and his smile could light up the night sky. I felt myself blushing at my hesitation, but finally responded.

            “It’s never too late.” 

            I re-clipped my hair and a few pieces fell out of place, gently framing my face.

            “How about a tall cup of whatever your roast of the day is?”

I poured him his coffee.

“Do you mind if I just grab a book real quick?”

“Not at all,” I said. “Purchasing books at my store keeps me in business.”

I winked, he smiled.

Drip, drip, drip. My pussy is loving this guy.

He heads straight to the romance section and comes back to the counter with my book, “The Goddess.” 

It’s a good thing I restocked that.

            “Good choice,” I replied knowing my secret was safe. 

            “Would you like to join me for a cup of coffee”

            He asked while paying for his purchases.

            “Ya, sure, why not?”

            Holy shit this guy is so sexy.

            I poured myself an espresso and took a seat across from my extremely hot, late night customer

He took a drink of the warm soothing brew, and our eyes met.

            “My name is Gavin, and I am a mechanic/book critic.” 

            I raised my eyebrow.

            “I’m Delaynee, and I’m speechless.”

            He smiled at me and we laughed, breaking the tension.

            “I was working on someone’s car one day and she had the first book of this series in her seat,” he said. “I was curious and read it in two hours.”

I smiled.

“Did you charge her for the labor during those two hours?”

“No, but I thanked her.”

            “What is it that you like about the stories?” I asked. “I mean, you’re a guy, and these stories are meant for women.”

            “Well, love is a universal language,” he said. “So I wouldn’t think the stories would exclude men, but to try to answer your question, the author, it’s as though, she writes her hearts desires, letting the Goddess represent her. Her characters are so lifelike. I can feel their vulnerabilities. I just want to call them on the phone, and send them my love. You probably think I’m crazy…”

            His voice trailed off, and he blushed. 

            “No, I think it’s lovely that I’ve been able to evoke such emotion out of such a big, strong guy.”

            “I’ve?” he said, raising an eyebrow. “Don’t you mean A. Starling?”

            Holy shit. How could I have made such a stupid slip of the lip?

            “I am A. Starling, the woman who penned that book.” I said feeling a flush of relief run through my body as I continued. “I’ve always wanted someone to write something like that for me, but instead I’ve written them for others.”

            I think Gavin almost fell off his chair and was genuinely floored by my admission.

            “You wrote these books?” He said. “Your husband is a lucky man.” 

            “Oh, I’m alone.”

            His eyes lit up.

             “Go out with me, tomorrow night,” he said. “I’ll pick you up here and…” 

            “I am not ready to date.” 

            I lowered my eyes hoping he couldn’t see the sorrow I was hiding.

            “Then I’ll be here for you, until you are.” 

            I raised my eyes as I sipped my coffee. I couldn’t help but stare at his determined face, and bulging biceps.

            Shit, I am screwed. I think he means it.

 

To be continued…

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Now you boys out there that want some hot BBW fun with this Texan girl then I am ready to bring it on. I love being extremely naughty and love to roleplay with you to. I have no taboos and of course anything goes with me. I have plenty of years of experience and also I am a TRUE BBW MILF. I am engaged to a hot young stud who just barely turned 21 and sure knows how to make Mommy here happy. I would love to share my experience with you or maybe even show you a few thing or two. I may be a big woman but that just means more love to offer and more cushion for the pushin. Don’t be afraid to contact me if you have any questions. I will be doing a video blog at least once a week and if you are lucky you may end up having me talk about our call on my next video blog, now wouldn’t you feel special if I did.

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Goodbye bad boy, hello stud!

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“The New York City Bad Boy” is an erotic ROMANCE novella blog, and slowly builds the sexual tension. You must start at “The New York City Bad Boy” posting at the beginning of this blog – August 13, 2009 – and read every day after to read it in order. If you want short, steamy erotic stories that get straight to the sex, check out “Cougar Stories” by Romance Columnist Kate Mercer on the RSS Feed

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7/09/2009

Just to flag up for you, I set myself a couple of weird targets which have skewed this batch. One was to write jokes about tea, purely because I had a cup of tea sitting in front of me. The other was to write gags about Wales. My initial plan was to write gags about all the home nations, but I got bored after Wales and gave up.

Anyway.

Michael Jackson was buried in a gold casket with a crown on the top. I knew bankrupt people got buried in “paupers graves”, I just never realised that’s what they looked like.

500 Scottish jobs lost at contact lens plant. Maybe if they get on their hands & knees they’ll manage to find them again?

Keanu Reeves was in Dundee last week. Rivalling Scott’s ship ‘The Discovery’ as the most famous wooden sight in the city.

George Burley had to give up instilling a siege mentality in the Scotland squad when they locked him in his room & tried to starve him.

Do chocolate bar names contribute to women’s negative body image issues? It must be difficult to feel slim after eating a whole Galaxy.

I let a conman convince me I was a receptacle for hot beverages. I felt like a mug.

Girlfriend suggested we try teabagging. The doctors say the scalding to her face will soon heal.

I managed to capture one of the X-Men in my cuppa. Storm in a teacup.

Apparently Nigella Lawson, Alan Sugar, & his son were all caught in a 3some. Milf & Two Sugars. [Tea gags getting increasingly contrived]

Welsh anthem is “Land of my Fathers”. Clearly a country where mums are allowed to hedge their bets when talking to kids about their dads.

[doesn't work written] Once when I took a leek I was charged with treason. I was in Wales though.

These C-Diff infections…how did they get the name? Was the first victim a rapper from Cardiff?

Catherine Zeta Jones is often associated with the Mumbles. As people call her father-in-law since the stroke.

A lot of criminals have found comfort in Church. Though that all stopped when she met Gavin.

News of the World say Kerry Katona thinks her hubby filmed her snorting coke and is furious with him. I thought filming the wife shoving stuff into her body was how couples kept the magic alive?

I was touching my estranged girlfriend’s vagina today. True what they say. Fun to play with an ex box.

Told my girlfriend I like taking the subway. She bound me, gagged me, then dildoed my arse. If only she’d realised subway was one word.

When I was young, I was a victim of rape. I had hayfever and we lived next to a field full of it.

I was embarrassed to admit i’d misplaced one of my A-Team action figures. Nobody likes to lose Face.

‘Thought for the day’ – shouldn’t we be encouraging people to have more than one?

I used to be a professional draughts player. I’ve had a checkered past.

SHIT! I was trying to write one of those poison pen letters but I’ve just jabbed myself with the pen and now I’m going to die!

Apparently Paul Daniels only drinks those cans of draught lager that have a Wizbit in them.

A study’s found women are more afraid of spiders than men are. Until they get over that, they’re never going to play top-level snooker.

Australians enjoy mineral water filtered through Aberdonian stone. They just love Pommie Granite juice.

I was a keen amateur golfer until I turned pro. And began sucking cocks to buy crack.

Jade’s mum wants Jack Tweed to give Jade’s ring back. He should probably keep it. He might be needing a spare ring after a while on remand.

The Moors murderers – should that be classed as racially aggravated crime? And how did they time-travel back to Medieval Spain?

You can see me gigging at The Shed in Shawlands, Glasgow on Thursday, September 17th or at The Abbey in Kirkcaldy on September 26th.

You can also hear me in the ‘Five Things’ feature on MacAulay&Co on BBC Radio Scotland on Friday, September 18th. (11.05-11.30am)

Teddy x

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