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::NOTE:: The following is purely a story, fantasy, erotica. . . no more. . no less.

Mariah worked in a small office in the heart of a well-to-do suburbs, and at 23, was the youngest employee there.  She had a girl next door look about her, though her blue eyes were striking in contrast to her dark chocolate hair.  She sat up front, greeting her co-workers with a cheery smile, and dealing with calls as they came into the office.  A handful of men liked to flirt with her, and she flirted right back.  She was a very liberal person and liked not only the attention but also enjoyed dishing out the teasing.

Physically she was average, both in height and weight, though she thought she had a little extra to spare. The one thing she loved about herself were her sharp eyes and her ass. Which she knew many men in her office lusted after. She wore thongs at any opportunity just so that he ass was not constricted by fabric other than her pants themselves.  She knew of for sure a few men who wanted her, and they made it very clear in their looks and their way of speech.  Which did not bother her, for inside writhed a deviant woman, open to just about any sexual encounter that she could find.

It was apparent in her wicked grins and the glint to her eye as she teased those who flirted with her, be it with a bounce as she hit a grande plie putting labels on boxes, or an extra sway in her hips as she walked down the hall.  She had a rule however, a rule that she vowed to never break, and that was that she did not shit where she ate.  Essentially she would not date and or fool around with anyone inside the office.  As sorely as she was tempted by a few of them, she refused.  Sex was not something that was worth losing her job over.

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One day as she was in the security room she heard the main door to the room open.  Expecting it to be her boss she stayed quiet, figuring that he was going to just come in to check on a tape then leave.  But instead she felt a taller male body step in behind her.  She turned from ordering the product in front of her and looked up at the man occupying the room.

"Oh hey Casey, whats up?"  Her eyes flitted back and forth trying to read his expression.  Casey was an older gentleman and well formed for his age. He stood slightly taller than her and hard dark hair with piercing eyes.

Casey shook his head. "just wondering if you needed any help in here."  He looked her up and down.  She wore a pair of black slacks and a red long sleeved button down top.  At his height he was easily able to take a glance down her front, which he currently was doing.

Mariah smirked and snapped her fingers under his nose. "No no help needed here," she indicated the machines whirring away besides her. "Only thing i really need to do is finish rearranging this stuff here then its back up front for me."  She looked back up at him and felt her eyes dilate slightly as she saw the look in Casey's eyes.  That unadulterated male hunger and power and determination to take what they want.  And it was quite obvious that what Casey wanted was her.

"You sure there is nothing that you need help with?"  Casey re-iterated as he reached back and shut the door to the supply room.

"Pretty sure, why do you need help with anything?"  Mariah asked, smirking as she sensed the deviant in her rising, even as her nerves clamored alarm bells.  With a twitch she ignored them and listened to Casey.


"Well I was going to talk to your boss about this but i think that you could help me a lot better," Casey said slyly,  taking a step back and tugging on his shirt.  Mariah licked her lips.

"And what is that?" She asked, watching his busy hands and feeling herself get wetter.  Casey chuckled and Mariah looked up at him.

"Just a problem i have with sitting in my chair.  I don't know what it is but its just not comfortable to sit down."    Mariah gave him a cheeky smile.

"So order a new chair. The CEO's already ordered one."  She loved being a smart ass, always made the comebacks to the flirting so much more fun.

"Don't need a new chair," Casey replied as he reached into his underwear.  "Just need a way to get this down."

Slowly he pulled out his cock and grinned as Mariah licked her lips almost uncontrollably in desire. "That's all you're worried about?  I'm sure i could help with that." Mariah stepped close to Casey and looked up into his face even as her warm palm closed around his cock, feeling it pulse, twitch and grow under her steady ministrations. Casey closed his eyes as her hand closed around his cock head her hand pulling some flesh with it so it hugged and teased his head.  Casey marveled at some of the tricks that she knew for her young age and she laughed before lowering her head and licking the pre-cum that was forming on his tip.

He groaned and his hips thrust forward instinctively at her warm touch and she quickly sucked on the thrusting phallus, her tongue flicking at the eye, lips curling at Casey's hiss and groan.  Her tongue swirled around his head, keeping the suction tight  as she bobbed her head.  Occasionally she'd stick her tongue out and lap at his shaft, teasing and stimulating before she slid her mouth farther down.

Casey fisted one hand in her hair as she blew him, the thrill of the tugging shooting to Mariah's pussy and spurring her on even more.  She stiffened her tongue and sucked hard on his cock, slipping the tip of her tongue over and slightly into the slit and bobbing faster and faster.  Casey groaned above her and his hand tightened in her hair again before pulling her off him, panting hard.

"Jesus," he panted hard, his cock twitching almost comically, the glans an angry red color. "Get those pants down and bend over there."  He indicated an old swivel chair that was backed against one wall.

Mariah smirked and her hands went to her belt and unbuckled it before loosing the clasp of her pants and drawing down the zipper before letting the slacks fall to around her ankles.  She wore a simple black cotton thong and the swell of her ass nearly obliterated the stripe of fabric that was settled happily between her cheeks.  She bent over the chair and drew the fabric to the side, revealing her shaven pussy and her puffy pink lips which glistened with juice.  She heard Casey groan with desire and Mariah grinned at him over her shoulder.

"Like what you see yeah?"

"Oh very much so," Casey groaned and slipped his fingers over her snatch, moaning in tandem with Mariah as he felt how slick and wet she was.  "Just wanting to get fucked by this cock dont you?"  He asked her before sticking his fingers into her mouth.

Mariah hummed her response as she suckled his fingers as well as any cock, moaning as Casey slipped his cock into her, her hot center engulfing him completely. As he thrust into her she tightened herself around him, her hips tilting downwards, letting him take her deeper and harder.

Mariah started to cum, her nails digging into the chair and her jaw clenching as she muffled her scream, her pussy pulsing and coaxing Casey to fuck her deeper and harder; which he did, all the while calling her a dirty slut and pulling her hair.  Mariah groaned as she felt Casey's rhythm change, pulling her shirt tail up higher as his breathing became ragged.

With a grunt Casey pulled out and tugged his cock over her bare ass and back, wanking it faster and faster until he came hard, his jizz shooting onto her flesh in warm spurts.  Both stayed where they were as they panted, trying to catch their breath and regain composure.

"Stay there," Casey instructed as he looked around. "I thought i saw some paper towels someplace."

Wordlessly she pointed to a corner where there were two rolls and Casey shuffled over and ripped a few pieces from one roll and wiped off his cum, though he did take a finger of it and offered it to her mouth, which she greedily tasted and suckled on.  They both chuckled as Casey's cock twitched, trying to go for round two but they both knew that it wasn't going to happen.  After they got Mariah cleaned up and clothes adjusted and both went back to work.

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Later that day as Mariah went over the events in her head, she wondered if Casey would even want the same encounter again; secretly admitting to herself that she would look forward to another encounter.

Rose's Need

So Rose has been pretty restless what with the recent full moon and all 

and she's been very clear as to what she needs.  

Which will look like its all over the place, 

but this is how i interpret things from her.

Dark eyes staring, the power rising in them as the Beast awakens. The eyes want to change to the wolf inside, but the power, the aura is there.  Backed against a wall, arms pinned above, lips curled back and snarling, defiant and daring.  A growl answers and the body responds, tightening and lubricating, the need to be filled and knotted growing. Jerking and struggling against the hold, snarling turning to growling and teeth snapping the air.  Freed from the pin and then jerked close to the male, the scent overpowering and the hardness of him causing hips to wind and dance.  A gasping growl as hair is tugged and head pulled back, ending on a gasp as the neck is bitten, breathing limited from the compressed windpipe.  A classic wolf submission bite, and the body relaxes, pleasure shooting from the brain to the womb, senses heightening and expanding past normal human abilities.

Aura and power coil and merge as the mating dance begins.  Extra skins (clothing) removed, flesh on flesh stoking the fires within.  Rolling and grappling, the fight for dominance a predictable loosing one, but it only makes things better.  Bites and claws tease the flesh, both sides giving and receiving. Finally tossed to the bed, crouching and growling before being flipped and pinned and bitten again, back arching upwards, toes curling.  Flesh is licked and teased, over breast and fluttering belly, before the tongue finds the heart and tastes of the sacred flesh.  Senses reel as tongue and flesh tease and probe, before a growling need arises.  Flipped to the stomach, tail held high, the hot center exposed and ready.

The sure and full thrust fills completely the waiting womb, teeth sinking into the shoulder as his growl vibrates the flesh, the male dominating. Thrusts are met, bodies tighten, howls soar to the Mother Moon above.  Silvery sweat slicks the flesh, a puddle of love juice forms below the joining, and still the mating continues.

Snarls and growls resound as the dance becomes more impassioned, the womb tightening, coaxing.  Thrusts are harder, biting intense, marks slowly growing under the supple flesh. Hair as a handle, the head drawn back as the body is pounded, breath quickening and panting, signals. So close, so close to final act. A final bite at the nape of the neck, a single thrust and the body swells.  Release is upon him and fills the womb with his seed, the knot growing inside, pulsing and twitching, contractions around him milking him dry.

Licks and caresses as they bond even more, softly disengaging and cleaning the other, the male tonguing the sensitive flesh, even as her own cleans his still throbbing flesh.  Snuffling and huffing they find a place to rest, the male protective and curling around his mate and they drift to sleep.

Like i said, its not as clear as human speech, but this is what i get from her.  The slightly scattered thoughts and feelings, needs and desires for flesh on flesh, two wolves fighting for dominance in the most primal dances.

Dream Excerpt

Soo.. yeah... i'm just recalling now a bit of a dream i had last night... it was just me and two other people that i don't even recall their faces or who they were. . . one was male, the other female... and i was kissing one... then the other, then both of them in a pretty hot three way kiss...

After that... i can't remember a thing.

I hate those types of dreams...

First Ever Solo!!!

Yeah so i'm crazy excited!

I will hopefully be performing my first ever solo for a Halloween performance in October, and I've already gotten the track on repeat so its in my head and so i can move along to the music and see where my mind takes me.  On top of that i've got a lot of different costume possibilities going through my head, though i do know that i want to incorporate a veil to 'reveal' myself after the slow intro...

GAH so many ideas... so many lists!!

Two months will go by so fast.... So nervous and scared!

I just want to make my teacher proud!

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If you were told that you are allergic to your favorite food and never supposed to eat it again, what would you do?

Go to outback and pig out on the biggest juciest steak ever!

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Response to Video of 8 month old with Cochlear Implants

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Technology is a beautiful thing yes, that is VERY true, and it was/is amazing to watch the baby react to his mother's voice.

But at the same time that technology is a wonderful thing, so is the Deaf Community. It is a RICH community filled with its own culture and history. Just because a child or a person is deaf does not make them any less smart than the 'normal' human being. I am a hearing person, and i took ASL for 3 years in high school and to learn about the history and the deaf people that i have encountered since learning the language have enriched my life. They are all customers, and the smiles that they give me when they see me and start signing away makes my day. On the same token there is the expression and the joy in the face of a new deaf customer that realizes i can sign and also the relief knowing that there is someone out there who can hear that cares.

In my opinion, Cochlear Implants are put on children by parents who are afraid of being judged, because their child isn't 'normal'. The Community would have opened their arms to both the child and the parents, and helped to teach all of them sign language (and yes it IS a real language. Believe me, the syntax and vocabulary alone are extensive). It is an easy language to learn if you put your mind to it; and its also easy to learn if you 'talk' with your hands anyways.

According to the Alexander Graham Bell association for the Deaf and Hard of Hearing: "The average cost for the entire procedure, including the post-operative aural rehabilitation process, exceeds $40,000..."

And the cost only goes up from there with repeated sessions to fine tune the implants, speech therapy and lord knows what other costs. I know that if i ever have a deaf or hard of hearing child, I would not have that surgery done.

Last Night

So yeah... last night I hung out with my ex-BF J and we wandered The Walk for a bit, and we each bought a new book and meandered back to his car, at which point he asked me what i wanted to do.

I shrugged and said, "We could wander around for a bit if you want. . . i don't care."

He gave a small smirk that i know so well asked me what i really wanted to do.  I gave him a smirk of my own and stepped closer to him and looked up and said, "What do you think I want?"

He jerked his head to indicate the passenger side and told me to hop in.  Which i did and we headed back to his aunt's place where he was staying while she's away (she's got two fuzzbutt ankle biters that he was watching). Once inside things went for warm to hot and fast.

He started calling me a dirty slut, asking me what i wanted, calling me a liar as he 'forced' me into the den and shoved me onto the couch in there so hard i bounced. Made me suck his cock and it felt soo good to have that thick piece of meat in my mouth, i had forgotten how thick he is. Once he got me totally naked he spat on my cunt and started licking me and flicking the tip of his tongue over my clit faster and faster; making my thighs twitch continuously.  He had me turn over and he landed sweet spanks over my ass and thighs before slipping inside of me, spreading me wide and filling me up.

As he thrust i was stretched and felt so full, and him hitting that sweet spot just made it all the better, my moans and screams just getting louder and louder and i tried my damnedest to stop from squirting all over the place and screaming so loud the neighbors called the cops.  Course when he had me ride him and then lean back so he could play with me i couldn't help it and came so long and so hard that it was like someone had turned on the faucet.  Course he helped by just fucking me through it, making me come even more.

When i finally stopped he stood me up and we finished up in the shower, the water cooling him even as he rammed me from behind, making me squirt all the more, my cries spurring him on until he pulled out and came all over my back, the hot seed just shooting and coating my back.  Typical me i was feeling a bit playful and reached for his cock before getting my hand slapped away and told that it was off limits; and being my bratty self i ignored him and went for another go, which caused him to grab me by my throat and tell me no.  In response i lowered my hands and exposed my wrists to him, the old signal between us that i surrendered.

We rinsed off and chilled watching Forrest Gump until the movie was over and then i went home.

Whether this will be a one time only event or if we have another encounter or two before he heads back up to WPB i will have no idea. . . but all i know is that i had a fan-fucking-tastic time!

Stuck Between A Rock & A Hard Place. . . AGAIN

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okay... so... yeah... *~scratches head meekly~*






My ex- BF is going to be in town to watch his aunts dogs while she is out of the country for two weeks. . . doesn't sound so stressful right?  We've met twice for lunch now (today being the second time) and its been good, i haven't feel any pain or heartache. . . so why am i stressed right?


Well. . . i still want to fuck him. . . I still want to let loose on him, over him, under him.  The craving for his flesh, his taste, and the sound of his voice is still there, hiding under the surface.  The craving isn't as strong as it was shortly after we broke up. . . but i still want him.


I still want to hear his growling voice calling me a dirty slut, a nasty whore; still want to hear his groans as i suck on his cock or bite/scratch him in all the right places.  I still want his strong hands gripping my hips and spanking my ass, I still want to watch his face contort and feel his body lose control as he comes, his thick cock filling and stretching me as i like.


He may not be as long as my previous Master and my FWB, but damn could he fill me up.


I'm scared/stressed because part of me will always love him, will always wonder "what if"...and i know i wont be able to withstand that type of heartbreak again even with my meds...


Advice?

If you could have the Point of View gun from the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy. Who would you use it on and what would you want them to truly understand?

I'd want to point it at my father, so he can truely understand how much he has hurt me and how much i want the real him back.

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