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The ray was a train

I doubt I'll be posting much here from now on out. Looks like DH and I are headed for a breakup.

A ray of hope

My schedule is starting to ease up. I missed a deadline at work, so the scrutiny by upper management has increased and I'm still struggling, but the major goal is getting closer to being fulfilled. blah blah blah.

What I really want to do is fuck my brains out. But working late is interfering. Tuesday night I didn't get to bed until midnight and I wanted to fuck DH and he was even awake, but it was so late that I had to settle for falling asleep with my hand wrapped around his cock. Last night, I did get some relief, starting with my mouth on his cock and his chest (he loves that, mmmm), then pouring the lube on him, mounting him and rubbing my swelling clit over him as he watched his cock peek from my folds until I shuddered in climax... twice, then finally slipped him inside me. I rode him Cowgirl for a bit, then asked him to get behind me and pound us into submission, which he was happy to do. *grin* I just wish I could have taken more time with him.

Friday, my kids are farmed out on a sleepover, hooray!!! We'll go out to a local bar and have fun then come back and ball our brains out.

Trying hard to stay afloat... oh look, it's Thursday. Sigh.

Something had to give...

I've been working too fucking much, either my software gig or my teaching gig, stressing about it, trying to be fucking SuperWoman again... and yep, I'm sick. Not even good for a blowjob because I can't fucking BREATHE.

My lovely DH got a nice break hunting with his bro, first time he's done it and it was nice for all of us - there are times when you just need some space. So when he returned Sunday, I was ready to do all sorts of gloriously dirty things to and with him ;) Purple rabbit vibe doesn't cut it when you want hot flesh!

I'd give you the details but my head feels like it's gonna explode. Rest assured however that he was properly sucked, I was properly eaten and he didn't last long once he got embedded inside me. ;-)

I have a couple of big deadlines at work coming up, but hopefully October will be lighter. Hell, it better be. I'll be dead if not.

Slut Trust

Boring, non-sexy stuff enclosed... you are warned.

I'm neck-deep in teaching online classes again, hence my absence. Dangit, I missed HNT again and I have a pic! sigh. Next week, I'm traveling on business, so don't know how much time I'll get for blogging.

A fun item... I have a niece who is 16 and doing typical teen angst stuff, dying her hair black, etc. and I'm incredibly honored to have her trust enough that she and I text and IM a lot and she'll tell me... stuff. Boy stuff, other stuff, all stuff requiring a great deal of trust. Last night she caught me online around 11 and I didn't get off IM until 12:45. Yawn! But, at one point, she giggled and said of herself "I'm so bad!" to which I replied "Yeah, and you are talking to such a goooooood girl!" and I got a genuine teen eyeroll back LOLOLOL!!!! She knows I'm a bad girl. Not exactly HOW bad, but yeah. And so, I guess I get it. Yay me!

In contrast, her brother, who is almost 20, also trusts me enough to IM a lot, and to ask for favors and help with life. Yay me! He and I trade insults - he's "Little Boy" (he's over 6') or "Brat" and he calls me "Old Woman"... and sometimes "Dirty Old Woman". LOL Yep! Sometimes family is fun.

And yes, their mother knows, and she also trusts me with both her kids and with sordid details of her life. It's nice to know they appreciate me in some way. LOL

Recently, I've gotten very close again to a beloved cousin, who is almost as big a slut as me... well, ok, she is as big a slut, but I'm more open about it LOL, and she's also trusted me with deep secrets...

And a fellow blogger has written asking advice. How cool that feels!

I'm very honored and flattered by all this. I take secrets and confidentiality very seriously. I had to when working Aerospace and it's definitely ingrained in me. I'm rather shocked when I find out a secret I've entrusted to someone has been betrayed, and would not trust again. Hard won., easily lost!

But to be on the receiving end of secrets feels awesome - guess I'm just a very empathetic person right now.

Back to work now.

Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday!!

HHNT!

I meant to do this last night... but forgot.

Don't forget to click! ;) hehehe

Hmm, no TMI Tuesday it seems; Q&A!

Guess I'll have to entertain questions from the readership... shoot and I'll answer! No question is too much info! LOL

Who threw the switch on my libido?

Dang, hot and bothered... attacked DH when he got home from his bike ride for a DP with my vibe and then he came in my mouth (my folks had taken my kids for the afternoon YAY for grandparents!). Now, we are cooking dinner and simmering each other... stroking, touching, kissing, groping... will go for another session tonight, I think, unless I made the margarita's too strong. Dang!!! He looks SO FUCKING incredible these days... I have to share... he may get mad so look while you can LOL


And last week, for the past couple of weeks for the most part, I have not wanted sex much. I say much, because I will take it when offered or pressed LOL, but I haven't initiated unless I knew DH was really "suffering", which is just not usual for me. Stress is a killer.

But today... when I heard the water from his shower turn off... yeah.

That.

I went into the bathroom after shedding my shorts. He smiled a greeting while brushing his hair (he's into a George Clooney hair cut which suits him incredibly well right now YUM) and shook my bare ass in his general direction. HINT HINT. LOL He rose to the occasion immediately. Mmmmm, love that reaction, my love, yes!!!!

I stroked him gently, enjoying the heat radiating from his hard cock. He kissed me, drawing me close to him. I wiggled so his hard cock slide between my thighs.... ohhhhhhh yeah.... I pulled him with me to the bed, box of toys at the ready and some Astroglide waiting. He asked what his Lady wanted... mmmmm.... no lady here, my dear. I told him... TWO. He poured the lube on the vibrator and I slid it into my pussy as he climbed up my torso to get his cock in range of my mouth... ohhhh myyyyy yessssssss. I sucked and licked and got him huge and hard...

Then told him I wanted him inside me... in my ass... please... His eyes glazed and he looked at me with a dark look. I told him to get a condom so he would slide in easily... and soon he slid into me from behind, his hard cock stroking me as the vibrator buzzed against my clit and inside my pussy... and it wasn't enough... I writhed as he thrust and I turned the vibrator to HIGH and gasped as he moved inside me and my clit swelled and throbbed and I climbed, higher and higher, my vagina clenching in agonized pleasure. I pressed the vibrating ears harder to my clit, higher in my pussy and I felt the pleasure expand until I was panting, crying aloud with the tension... Oh gods, yes YESS YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSs.... I contracted on him, hard, pulsing, sucking on the vibe and my ass clenching hard on him as I came.. oh gods yes I came... drenching the vibe and him as well...

As my spasms eased, I looked back at him and drew him to me for a deep kiss. I asked him where he wanted to cum... "So many choices" he chuckled. "Where do you want me to cum?"

"Mmmm, I've had what I wanted." He was watching my mouth as I said the words... mmmm "Want to cum in my mouth?" I asked.

"Do you want me to?" he asked with a grin.

"I asked what YOU wanted," I said, reaching for his (now condom-less) cock. He smiled and leaned forward, bringing his hips up to meet my mouth. I stroked hard, pressing my fingers to the base of his cock to make him swell to his largest, pull the skin on the tip taut. I flicked my tongue hard over the sensitive cleft in the tip and he groaned, his head falling back with pleasure. I sucked and stroked hard, pulling him deep into my mouth, then shallow and fast on the head, my free hand reaching around his hips to cup his ass and pull him harder into my mouth.

He put a hand behind my head and pulled my head up to his cock firmly as he pumped into my mouth. His cock swelled to a huge size, barely fitting into the back of my mouth. He groaned with pleasure and his body stiffened and I knew he was close to cuming... I pumped slower, deeper, the way he likes it and he tipped over the edge, pumping that hot cum into my throat. I swallowed and he filled me again and I groaned with delight. I sucked all of his cum from the tip, gently licking the sensitive head until he collapsed and fell back to lay on my legs.

I smiled at him and licked my lips. He looked at me from his resting spot and then leaned forward to kiss me. "Mmmm kiss me with your cum on my lips!" I laughed, "neener neener!" He chuckled and kissed me again. Mmmmm lovely!

HNT!!

HHNT! After a 2-week absence...

TMI Tuesday #148

1. Are you truly politically correct? Be honest.

Most of the time.

2. Will you ever streak in public during rush hour?

No

3. Would you ever do something sexual in public (more than 20 people around)?

Yes. I've groped DH in restaurants, theatres, hot springs (nude, at night, who wasn't??)

4. Do you ever not have good table manners?

Absolutely impeccable. One of my pet peeves. I tell my kids that everyone can be a Princess at the table.

5. Do you ever fantasize about a public sexual act? Describe.

Sex on the beach. 'nuf said (sorry still under schedule crunch at work)

Bonus (as in optional): Have you ever gone through a true sexual fantasy? Describe.

Sex on a beach... late enough in the evening that we had the beach to ourselves, except for a stray dog, who laid down in the sand and stood guard for us... or waited impatiently hoping for food after we were done, who knows. The beach was in Tahiti/Moorea. Excellently awesome!!

Thursday again, dammit; Unsympathetic Tripe

I missed HNT again. sigh.

Stress continues. Getting stuff done, but may have to work through the weekend to make all the deadlines.

This morning on the radio, I heard one station crew discussing the incredibly hot body of Michael Phelps (the US Olympic swimmer, for those not paying attention), and how the guy on the team was utterly tired of seeing Phelps on the TV, shirtless, and flexing his sexy, hard-won muscles. How Phelps was totally posing when he screamed his victory yell -- waiting to make sure his pose was caught for the next issue of Sport Illustrated's cover: (this one printed in the LA Times)


How his wife couldn't help but remark on the abs that Phelps has and that he felt like such an ordinary guy sitting there on the couch next to her.

Poor slob. I mean, gosh, there's no way HE could ever aspire to have those kind of abs. Nope, it's impossible for him to be physically fit. Those days are gone and he'll never have another chance. Not ever.

GIVE ME A FUCKING BREAK. Needless to say, my sympathies were exactly ZERO. I see men in the gym next to me all the time who are off their couches and doing it. Some of the sexier ones are OLDER THAN ME. And then there is my delicious DH who claims he's never had a 6-pack... but he's getting one, now, at 50. And yeah, I'll drool over Michael Phelps, but then I'll turn to my DH and drool over him... then lick him clean.

I have a cousin who is 51, one of my favorite people on the planet. She came to visit this Spring. She was a bit heavier than I'd last saw her, and her back was bothering her, her body aching and she was down on her appearance. I encouraged her to get back into the gym and work out. We discussed eating habits - NOT a diet, just tailoring what we eat daily, balancing it and still enjoying eating. I talked to her yesterday and since her visit in early June, she has lost... 19 pounds!!!! She feels GREAT, most importantly of all, she sounds so much more confident and is enjoying herself a ton more. Including enjoying Sex, which she was definitely NOT.

I know I had a hand in her reversal and it makes me feel awesome. I know I had a lot to do with DH's reversal as well. Other people are in better shape because I cared. People I love. People who will be around for awhile longer, maybe, unless the beer truck gets us all in one swell foop.

Cheers. Life is too fucking short. Enjoy the hell out of it while we're here!

As the Libido Dies... a Hand Job Suffices

Stress is a killer for me. I don't eat well, I lose weight (yes, I know, no spare to lose), I get irritable... and my sex drive plummets. That one is almost always my biggest clue - HELLO!?!?! I'm trying to do too much right now and I need to simplify, but some times you just gotta do. School started this week - new schedule there for my kids and our family. Work needs some OT. Trying to squeeze in my time at the gym... got squeezed out yesterday, which does NOT help the stress.

Trying to help DH keep to his workout schedule as well - he has come sooooo far since December and is looking more the stud that I first met, lovely lovely abdomen, chest is building up, arms are getting beefy and more defined and he's starting on his back as well. All stuff to make me drool. And my mind drools and acknowledges that he's drool-worthy... but I'm too stressed out and tired to initiate.

Monday night, I got to bed late (watching the Olympics) and I knew he was horny so I lightly caressed his body to let him know I knew, that I loved him and would do him if he wanted it. I began to stroke his already-hard cock and he moaned in response, shifting his hips up to meet my hand. I deepened my stroke, gripping more firmly to move the skin over the shaft, rather than my hand over the skin. His cock bulged more under my strokes. I moved my thumb over the tip as I stroked and he gasped and his hips moved in response. A minute of this and he was high and soaring, straining against my strokes.

"Oh, wow, you are getting very good at that!" he groaned.

I smiled. "Been watching you do it," I replied. And I have - noting for my own later use what he touches, how he strokes, the length of the stroke (he uses both hands sometimes... he's hung, have I mentioned? *grin*), and the speed. Not that I didn't know how to give a handjob - get real, I've been giving them for, what... longer than some of my readers have been alive. But one can always improve. So I used what I'd learned and brought him closer to the edge. His thrusts grew more vigorous and suddenly he flipped me onto my back and straddled my waist, taking his cock in his hand and pumping, the tip of his cock pressing into my breast. Pre-cum slicking my flesh he pressed the tip onto my nipple and I groaned with pleasure.

"Gonna cum all over me?" I breathed.

"Want me to?" he groaned.

"Ohhhh yeah... paint me, baby." And over the edge he went, grunting as his release gripped him and I felt cum spray onto my chest and neck. I moaned my approval and the next shot coated my breast, then my belly... ohhh hot, and sweet, and I scooped up and licked some of my reward. He collapsed above me, leaning on one arm.

"Wow, fast!" he laughed. I looked at the clock - about 5 minutes. Yes, that's very fast for us. It was also after midnight... ugh.

He got me a cloth and I wiped up most of his delightful mess, then we snuggled together. "Make love tomorrow night?" he asked, laughing.

No promises babe... stress is a killer.

TMI Tuesday #147 - "Out" Magazine Edition

1. What is your favorite song to have sex to?

For the hard fuck... Nine Inch Nails "Closer". For making love... hmmm... hell, no idea... some Dave Matthews Band something... just put it on random and let it play.

2. What is your vision of hell?
I'm a pagan, therefore I do not believe in hell. The worst thing I can envision is watching my children being tortured or dying, over and over and being helpless to stop it.

3. In the film made of your life, who will play you?
Me. Or some porn actress. LOL

4. What is the one thing you most urgently need to tell your mom?

Just saw her today. Told her I loved her. Told her Thank You. I'm good with Mom. Life is short and she's almost 80. Can't have lingering shit with parents if you're old enough to get it.

5. What will be carved onto your tombstone?

Gonna be cremated, however... hmmm.... "Relax and Enjoy" sounds appropriate right now. LOL

And the bonus: What is your drag name (which would be, first name: the name of your first pet; last name: the name of the street you grew up on)?

Keena Pondview -- as an Airforce brat, I chose the address I spent the longest time on, as a child... boring, huh?

Busy Times... but not too Busy!

Work getting intense, having to work some over time to get everything done... Kids start school on Tuesday... DH getting ready to finish his MS... last week of Math class and already setting up new one for Fall... Crazy busy right now.

Still have time for sex, though. Sneak in a quick wake-up session, or a bit longer session right before sleeping... and then I worked at home yesterday and I always end up giving the trusty rabbit some time. The rabbit is broken, though. Damn... such a slut. The vibrator part works fine, but the rotator sounds like a sick rattlesnake. Who'da though a little pussy could break a machine! And I haven't had any luck getting onto the reviewer list for the Toy company. Sigh. Gonna have to put out money for a new one.

And still have time for working out... damned if that doesn't get me all horny, too. I wear 4 layers of cloth on my breasts and still the girls nip out and garner attention. Darned exhibitionists! One day as I pushed myself on the bike, I watched some teenage boys playing basketball. One in particular caught my eye... as I caught his. Tall, filling out nicely and a smoky steamy stare. At first I just closed my eyes and focused on biking, but as my time wore on and I got past the initial warm-up time, but once I opened my eyes to find him pointed staring and a small smile sneaked out, shared, not mocking, and he knew it. I can enjoy being looked at. DH walked by, stopping for a kiss and I whispered in his ear that I was getting attention. Teenage boys, he laughed.

The gym we have chosen is a family/community center, so not as much of a Meat Market as some of the other adult-only gyms. But there are some lovely men, and women, working out there, among those trying to regain their health. I do love Eye Candy while I work out. And the Eye Candy comes in all ages at this place - some absolutely studly men in their 50s. I do love strong arms and shoulders... hell yeah! Nothing like some strong muscle working near me to bolster my workout, keep me focused.

Focus... one of my secrets to multiple multiple orgasms, I think. All my attention on my sensation, and my partner. In the moment. Put aside everything else and just Be Here Now. And expect it to be good. If you expect to not come, then you won't. I always expect and know I will, so I do. A lot! But recently, with the broken vibrator, I got to the top of a wave and got stuck there... agony... screaming frustration... a taste perhaps of what other women experience? Up high, so high, just need a little... more... dear gods, please, just a LITTLE MORE... FUCK, GODDESS PLEASE! PLEASE!!! SHIT IT'S NOT GOING TO HAPPEN, OMG, NOOOO.... It wasn't until I relaxed a tiny bit and got back into the sensation, re-focused onto how good it felt that I was able to crest the wave and go over... and it was good, hard, shattering. But the rabbit almost got thrown across the room!

Meandering rambling post over. Back to work.

TMI Tuesday #146 - Romance Edition

1. What is your definition of romantic?

Thinking how to answer this question, I realize how much I've changed over the years. As a teen, I would have included the flowers/candy/dinner/etc stuff. Tender kisses, turning into passionate kisses (yes, I was a slut as a teen, remember).

Now, I'm far more practical and veer towards things that show me I am loved.

Examples: Little things, like making me coffee in the morning. Or better, getting a babysitter so we can go out (guess I still like dinner and a movie LOL). Wild passionate kisses (yeah, still love 'em) with a hard cock pressed into me (liked that as a teen, too LOL). Doing the dishes. Fucking me against a wall. Helping to put away clean laundry. Back rubs that stay on my back. Texting me during the day to let me know he's thinking about me.

2. Would you consider yourself to be romantic?

Not as much as I used to be, I think. I do make sure I consciously do things that let my DH know how much I love him. The compliments to my list: Making him dinner, generous with blowjobs, washing the laundry, fixing him drinks at night, jumping him regularly when I'm horny... and he loves snuggling, so I am generous with that as well. I'll have to ask DH if he agrees that I'm not as romantic as I used to be - before kids, I suppose.

3. Is your significant other romantic?

Very. Very very. More than me, I know.

4. Have you ever chastised a SO for not being romantic enough or too romantic?

NO. I ask for what I want. Chastising would be non-productive, I think. Yes, I have asked to be let sleep instead of cuddling. Does that count?

5. What do you consider a grand romantic gesture? Have you ever been the recipient or giver of one?

Something that takes more planning than an hour or so. DH once planned a trip for the 2 of us to the Bahamas. I didn't even know our destination. He packed the suitcases, bought the tickets, set it all up and I didn't find out where until we were at the airport. THAT was cool.

He has also planned Valentine's night at a fancy hotel, including boarding the dogs overnight and packing the suitcase (always an amusing thing to open it to see what he included... and didn't! LOL)

6. If you have done something romantic to get laid, did it work? If not, why and how did that affect your romantic tendencies in the past.

Yes I have and yes it did. When I've had things not "work", it does tend to affect my future attempts, of course.

7. What is the most romantic thing you have ever done? Had done for you?

See #5 for things done for me. Things I have done for him - similarly, planned evenings/nights/weekends/entire vacations for the 2 of us. Worn sexy slutty clothes to turn him on - even out to dinner. Yeah, got the amused/aroused/appalled stares from the rest of the patrons. Go blow it out your ears, folks. The one it's intended for appreciates it and that's all that matters at that point.

Well... hello

Today I had one of those moments when your eyes meet another person's, a total stranger's, and the connection zaps you both, leaving you frozen, suspended for a short time. That odd feeling of "WOW. I... know you. I... KNOW... YOU." And your anatomy reacts and your face flushes and then finally the eye contact is broken, but you are left a bit rattled and must force yourself to progress and continue with your purpose.

In this case, he was a dermatologist I'd consulted for some vanity issues. Which then meant that he got up close to my face, close enough that I could smell his scent, that I had to look away and not at him or I knew my face would betray me again. A glance at his scrubs confirmed that I was not alone in my reaction, and I glanced away quickly and kept my eyes away firmly. We conducted the consultation in a matter-of-fact, business tone. He made his recommendations and I accepted them. I looked at his assistant more often than at him. And when we were done, his handshake was firm... and warm... like his smile.

I've scheduled another visit for 6 weeks from now. I'll be curious if my reaction is the same or not, if it was a product of my current state of mind and body. Just... curious. But having that kind of experience always leaves me smiling, even if I never see that person again. To connect with a random stranger is a gift, a reminder that I'm part of humanity and that being human has some lovely moments to it.

HNT, from the office

I was in no condition last night to attempt to take pictures for HNT...LOL Best I can do sitting at my cube desk. HHNT!

Eating my own

Last night I got to bed a bit late, and DH was already there waiting for me to join him. Still awake. Warm. Cozy.

I snuggled up to him, my head on his belly. He caressed my back lightly for a moment, then I reached down to fondle him, finding his soft cock and squeezing gently. I felt his smiling moan of delight, and I slid down to slip him into my mouth, fitting his fully flaccid length without struggling, swirling my tongue over the soft flesh as he groaned. Soon, as expected, he no longer fit in my mouth fully. The angle being wrong for deep throat, I contented myself with stroking him with my hands and mouth, working his arousal up until he rocked against my mouth. I groaned around his cock and he breathlessly asked if I was wet. I nodded, mouth still wrapped around him. I rose and asked him what he wanted... to which he asked me the same question. I smiled and told him I just wanted to take care of him, for now.

His fingers searched along my back and I slid my hips higher, allowing his fingers to reach my wet pussy. He slid fingers deep into me and I gasped at the abrupt entry. He withdrew his fingers and I heard him licking my juice from his hand. Again he reached down to gather up my cum and then withdrew, but this time I rolled over, trying to capture his hand, to get a taste. He'd already licked them, but was quick to gather another coating for me to lick. Mmmm, delightful, like salty caramel.

He rose and shoved me onto my back and slid his cock into me, deep, easily. I gasped and my body clenched around his cock, shuddering a release. He grinned at me, then withdrew quickly and slid up on his knees so his cock was in my face. I didn't hesitate at all, sucking him into my mouth, tasting our combined fluids. I moved further down his shaft with my tongue until my mouth found the thicker juice on the base and down on his balls... ohhhhh my, so much luscious fluid! I licked at him, determined to get as much as I could. He groaned in pleasure, letting me lick as much as I wanted.

When I was done and could find no more, I kissed my way up his flat belly and he slid down my body until he could re-enter, kissing me tentatively. I smiled against his mouth. "Like it?" I asked. He gave me a short nod - not sure if he really did like it or not, but ceased to care as he began stroking, deep fast strokes, faster and harder until I could feel the climax building in me. "Oh, yes, make us CUM!" I begged. I tried not to scream, as our windows were open and our door and the kids' door, but oh, it was a struggle. I bit down on his shoulder lightly as the spasms gripped me and as soon as I relaxed, his cock pumped his load into me, hard pulses that jarred my clit and made me groan with pleasure.

Quick cleanup, then snuggling down to sleep, curled around each other, still licking my lips.

Ah... yummmmm.

My Book List

I love stuff like this. Stolen from mnwhr:

1) Look at the list and bold those you have read.
2) Italicize those you started but did not finish.
3) Underline the books you LOVE.
4) Reprint this list in your own blog so we can try and track down these people who’ve read 6 or less and force books upon them.

NOTE: My blog colors don't do plain bolding well, so I'm adding color...

1. The Time Traveller’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger
2. The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams
3. The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood
4. Lord of the Flies - William Golding
5. Life of Pi - Yann Martel
6. The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett
7. The Color Purple - Alice Walker
8. Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
9. Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte
10. To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee
11. Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte_
12. Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell_
13. His Dark Materials (trilogy) - Philip Pullman
14. Great Expectations - Charles Dickens
15. Catch 22 - Joseph Heller
16. The Hobbit - J.R.R. Tolkien_
17. Catcher in the Rye - J.D. Salinger
18. Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh
19. Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky
20. Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll
21. Chronicles of Narnia - C.S. Lewis
22. The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe – C.S. Lewis
23. Winnie the Pooh - A.A. Milne
24. Animal Farm - George Orwell
25. Brave New World - Aldous Huxley
26. Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck
27. On The Road - Jack Kerouac
28. Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens
29. Charlotte’s Web - E.B. White
30. Hamlet - William Shakespeare
31. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl
32. Complete Works of Shakespeare
33. Ulysses - James Joyce
34. Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad
35. Les Miserables - Victor Hugo
36. Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen
37. The Bible
38. The Great Gatsby - F. Scott Fitzgerald
39. War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy
40. Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck
41. Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy
42. The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini
43. One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
44. Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen
45. The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-time - Mark Haddon
46. Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov
47. The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery
48. A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole
49. The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien
50. Harry Potter series - JK Rowling
51. Little Women - Louisa M. Alcott
52. Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy
53. Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier
54. Birdsong - Sebastian Faulks
55. Middlemarch - George Eliot
56. Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell
57. Bleak House - Charles Dickens
58. The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame
59. David Copperfield -Charles Dickens
60. Emma - Jane Austen
61. Persuasion - Jane Austen
62. Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres
63. Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden
64. The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown
65. A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving
66. The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins
67.Anne of Green Gables – L.M. Montgomery
68. Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy
69. Atonement - Ian McEwan
70. Dune - Frank Herbert
71. Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons
72. A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth
73. The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon
74. A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens_
75. Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez
76. The Secret History - Donna Tartt
77. The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold
78. Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas
79. Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy
80. Bridget Jones’ Diary - Helen Fielding
81. Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie
82. Moby Dick - Herman Mellvile
83. Dracula - Bram Stoker
84. Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson
85. The Bell Jar - Sylvia Plath
86. Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome
87. Germinal - Emile Zola
88. Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray
89. Possession - A.S. Byatt
90. A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens
91. Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell
92. The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro
93. Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert
94. A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry
95. The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom
96. The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton
97. The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks
98. Watership Down – Richard Adams
99. A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute
100. The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas

Horny Friday

I worked at home today. Opportunities abound for mischief while working at home. I usually get horny sometime during the afternoon and break out my vibrator. Today was no exception. However, I also was attacked by DH this morning - woke me with his head between my legs. And, apparently the picture I sent him of my pussy filled with the vibe, clit swollen and wet... apparently that inspired him to come home early and cum again. I practiced my deep throat technique for him... ahhh yummy. But guys, we can't breathe with your cock down deep and so no fair thrusting in deep and then staying there to savor. Gonna bite if you don't move.

Now DH is actually very horny again... wanted more last night, and this morning... wow... I actually begged off... need sleep!!!! LOL I'm betting I start my period soon. He usually is insatiable the day before. Yay me, but boo-hiss on the period. I've only had 1 lover who would go down on me during my period... the blood is inside, fellas. Sigh.