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Randomness

posted by: Vixen

I’ve been chatting with YM somewhat frequently again.  He’s still serving in Afghanistan.  Apparently he’s been blown up so many times by IED’s that they’ve ‘benched’ him, he’s on permanent bed rest until the end of his deployment in October.  Lovely.  Heart plummets to hear that kind of news…..  He’s bored.  Ancy. Wants to be out doing something, back with his unit.  Which is understandable.  I think his family and friends, me included, are just happy he is in one piece!  He wants me to come visit him in his home town once he is released from his commitments from the Marine Corp next spring.  Hmm…right.  That’s not weird.  Me, in my mid-thirties [married], going to visit my twenty-two year old (he’ll have just turned) ‘friend’.  Yeah. I mean, we can share stories with his friends and girlfriend!  “This one time, in Vegas…..”  *shaking head*

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A bit ago I was telling Ashton about a night out with girlfriends drinking.  A drunken fun filled, can-only-remember-portions-of-the-evening (why I should not mix tequila and vodka!), night out.  I was giving him the highlights.  And he stops me.  To bring to my attention the irony of something I had said.  I recounted how I woke up the next morning completely surprised that I was wearing PJ’s.  His point was…only I would freak out over waking up wearing PJ’s.  Most people loose their shit to find out they have woken up naked.  But not me…  Doh.  (Haha)

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I’ve met several guys recently.  Both have proven to be ‘interesting’ experiences.  One guy, a 21 yro.  We’ll call him Airforce Guy (AF Guy).  Body to die for (as in a-m-a-z-i-n-g).  Great dresser.  Super cool Aviator type shades.  He’s hot, ok.  But oh man….he knows it.  He’s rather into himself.  At one point (as he’s been talking about himself for the last 30 min) I wonder if he realizes I’m there too.  Um yeah…  The other, a bit more mature, both in age and in mannerism (he’s 24).  We’ll call him Johnny, he reminds me of the kid in The Outsiders (not Ralph Macchio, but the character).  He’s got that lanky ‘bad boy’ look to him, good looking, he can carry an intelligent conversation, flirtatious, he likes to talk about more things than just himself (bonus- *snort*).  He’s really ‘nice’.  But.  He’s not Ashton….  *sigh*

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PC and I have been re-discussing our ‘playing rules’, leaving us on sturdier ground.  Rules that enable us to know what each others expectations are.  It makes it easier for me to not upset him inadvertently.  As well as when PC steps out of line, I can punish his ass and remind him that a good panty-boy doesn’t get to act out.  *smirk*  It’s fun to be me.

Anywho.  Just random boy-talk I had swimming in my head tonight…

(what I love most about this pic is totally random…it’s him standing on the panties tossed on the floor)

~ xo

Vixen

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My life as a pool betch

posted by: Vixen

Monday…..in bullets (again)

*Sleep over with the cousins at our house, then hit the pool on opening day.  Which turned out to be in the 90′s.  *PERFECT*

*Got into a pissing match with some punk ass 12yro kid who kept insisting I was ‘cutting into line’ at the concession stand at the pool.  ….Listen punk, I’m paying for these 4 kids snacks that have clearly been standing in line IN FRONT OF YOU for fucking 10minutes.  Seriously?!  This is how you talk to an adult.  Wanted to bitch slap that kid. …..I’m all mature like that. *snort*

*Had an entire weekend without kiddos when they decided to stay at their cousins several nights in a row .  Leaving us a chance to have some adult fun.

*Enjoyed outdoor patio drinks with awesome girlie friends (PC included, he is after all an honorary girl) on Friday.  Drinks meaning beers that turned into rounds (yes plural) of Patron shots one beer in.  And an entire night of conversation revolving around sex.  Oh.  And a completely goofy conversation where SHE kept insisting she didn’t think she was my type.  ….Hon, you are hotter than hell.  I’m pretty sure that is quite my type.  HELLO!

PC’s such a sport, at one point he was even picking up guys for one of the girls at our table.  Ha!  Not that we probably needed much help.  Three overtly flirtatious party girls at that bar….trouble.  Just sayin….

*Woke up with a bruise ‘the size of Canada’ on my ass cheeks (as I told my FB friends) Saturday morning.  After an hour of being completely stumped as to where the hell it could have come from, it occurred to me….  The patio chairs from the bar the night before!  DOH!  I was wearing a little sundress and despite the alcohol had become increasingly more aware that my bony ass was sore from sitting on these metal, waffle cut out chairs.  Which is when we began mingling more I believe. It involved less sitting.  *ouch*

*Mid day beers and appetizers at Rock Bottom.  Btw…their spinach and cheese dip is *TDF*.

*Went to see Robin Hood. If you can withstand 30min of set up *yawn* you’re good to go. Movie gets better and worthwhile seeing.

*Weird dining experience at our favorite sushi restaurant.  Um…okay…..   But Plum Wine and Sushi- YUM!

*Finally, FINALLY watched Dear John three times.  Love, love LOVED the book…but the movie?  You will not catch me kicking Channing Tatum or Amanda Seyfried out my bed.  JUST. SAYIN!  *swoon*

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*Had to cancel a pool date.  Boo!  90 one day, less than 50 the next.  *shaking head*

*Experienced mini panic attacks combined with insomnia through out the weekend.  Not a good combination.  Feeling…completely overwhelmed.

Breathe…..just. breathe.

*Long talk with PC, change of plans in upcoming weeks.  Better game plan….  I think.  *deep breaths* It’s going to be ok.  Things are ok.

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It’s Memorial Day.  Take a moment to remember what this day means.  It’s more than just an extra day off of school/work for family picnics……  I’ve been thinking about my young Marine friend recently.  We chat every so often.  Me and my ‘not sleeping habits’ means he is able to catch me at random times.  The time difference is crazy in Afghanistan.  He drifts between utter depression and complete euphoria.  Which is completely understandable but at the same time difficult for me to grasp…  While his friends at home are bitching about complete randomness, like school being ‘hard’.  Meanwhile a kid he knew was blown up 15′ from him.  *shaking head* I honestly, can’t fathom.  So I guess on a day like Memorial Day, you give thanks and special appreciation.  To the ones you love, as well a those you don’t who have and/or will risk their lives.

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~ xo

Vixen

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It’s a quarter after one, I’m all alone and I need you now

posted by: Vixen

Os asked me a question last week and after responding to him I put some thought into it figured I would share it here too bc I imagine it’s something others have wondered themselves.  He was curious if I’d ever write similar recounts of encounters with YM or Yummy.  Mentioning that there were probably plenty of voyeurs who would love to read about them as well.

The answer is probably not.  As I mentioned before, these encounters with the 19yro Hottie, happened a few years ago.  They are written in real time bc I wrote them after each of our times together.  My hope had been to post them at some point and they’ve been saved in draft (actually much longer than I intended, I’m only now comfortable sharing them).  Bc they aren’t ‘fresh’, I can distance myself a bit from the emotions that were involved.  They are already written accounts that I don’t have to pour myself into.  While personal, they aren’t nearly as intimate as if they had just happened.

It has nothing to do with her being a female and therefore feeling more comfortable sharing details involving her.  I’ve been with females since my involvement with her and as you’ve noticed….I’ve not shared those intimate details either.

Regarding YM and Yummy, it has a lot to do with respect for them as well.  YM is a fairly private person, shy and quiet.  From what I gathered he wasn’t yelling from the rooftops the specifics and details of our get togethers with his buddies or others.  He knows of my sites, he allowed me to take numerous pictures of him and his friends to use on the TFT site.  I didn’t keep secrets from him, I was very open with him.  But sharing more details than I have already seems…. I don’t know.  I think I may have shared as much as I am comfortable for the time being.  With Yummy, everything with him right now feels incredibly intimate, personal and… perfect.  I want to keep our interludes to myself.  To savor and enjoy.  He also knows of my site(s) and reads on occasion.  I don’t want to muck things up.

So.  For now, you get these encounters with the 19yro Hottie one by one as they happened.  And maybe someday, perhaps, I will go into more specific details…..

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She texted me while we were out, my friends and I.  She’d been out w/ her friends as well and knew we were staying
in a room downtown.  It’s a bummer she’s only 19 and can’t go out w/ us.  Bc THAT would have been some FUN times.  Way more fun than flirting with the beer kiosk chick (as hot as she was…lol) I’d happened to meet that evening.  I had told her I’d text her when we were on our way back to the hotel and she’d said she would met me back there.

She was wearing a little jean skirt and halter top with flip flops.  Very hot, as usual.  We had a balcony on our hotel room.  So we sat out on the balcony drinking beer, talking.  I’d had quite a bit to drink.  Numerous shots.  Can’t even remember what of…

She went to the bathroom and when she came back out she leaned over me from behind (I was sitting in a chair), her long hair fell over my shoulder and she began kissing me.  I could taste alcohol on her breath and for some reason that taste is like an aphrodisiac to me…  I don’t know why…but it is.  We kissed for a long time before I pulled away to go inside.  Taking her hand in mine as I passed her.  She actually was the one who mentioned the shower first.  And seeing how I love hotel showers, I quickly agreed.  We went into the bathroom and closed the door, not turning on the light.  Darkness….

I started kissing her.  Blindly.  Gently at first, then increasingly more intense.  She gently pushed me backwards until my back was against the bathroom door.  She placed her hands on my wrists and raised my arms so that they were pushing up against the door above my head.  I’ve mentioned how tall she is, I’m only 5.4 and she’s taller, a good five inches….  She kissed me with more intensity.  And then moved down to my neck. I turned my neck the other way so that she could reach it better. At this point I’m just on fire…..wanting her to press herself into me, but she kept moving herself out of my reach.

When she finally released my hands she pulled off my pants (I didn’t have panties on) and then pulled my shirt over my head. I took off my bra.  She pushed me up against the door again….  Again taking my wrists over my head and pressing them against the door…which drove me crazy bc I really just wanted to touch her.  She kissed me, then slowly moved her lips down my neck and to my collar bone, continuing to lay soft kisses until she was kissing and sucking on my breasts.  I was breathing hard.  When she took one of my nipples into her mouth and flicked her pierced tongue over it I almost climaxed right then.

I started to pull away.  Realizing it was unwillingly.  I didn’t want her to stop.  She took the other one and did the
same thing.  Good lord…I told her to take her shirt off, which she did.  Our lips met again, kissing.  I had my hand on
her thigh.  I ran it slowly up her leg under her skirt.  I started rubbing her, which made her begin rocking into my hand.  I could feel how wet she was through her panties. I pushed her panties aside a bit and slipped my middle finger inside.  She was hot and very, very wet. She was panting at this point.  I stopped.

I turned on the water to the shower, turning it up so that it would be hot.  She took off her skirt and panties and we both got in.  She got her hair wet while I ran my hands over her body. She has *such* a perfect body.  God what she does to me….  She turned around to face the water and I was behind her.  I lay kisses down her back until I was kneeling behind her and kissed the spot where her ass meets her long legs.  Again moved my hand up her thigh, pushing her legs apart gently with my  hand so that it could access her.  I rubbed my finger along her, trying not to let my finger slip in, only wanting to tease her.  But she grabbed my hand and pushed it until two of my fingers did slip in.   I stood up so that I was standing behind her and moved my hand so that I was able to touch her from the front, with a finger inside and my palm pushed against her.  Which caused her to push into my hand.  She was breathing hard and I knew she was close.  Then she climaxed so hard her knees buckled and she moaned
loudly.

We turned off the shower and barely dried off with towels.  We made our way to the bed.  I lay down on my back while she slid in bwtn my spread legs.  She kissed my inner thighs, moving up to that sweet spot.  She flicked her tongue, alternating bwtn sucking and using her tongue.  About driving me over the edge.  Then she began sucking really hard, while also using her tongue (that I swear to god am addicted to…I simply love her tongue piercing…).  At that same moment she moved her hands up onto my nipples. It was too much, I came again and again….  It was very, very intense.

Her and I slept in the bed, which was drenched from our wet bodies…

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Have a fabulous Tuesday!

~ xo


Vixen

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The man your man could smell like

posted by: Vixen

This is seriously the funniest thing I have EVER seen.

Seriously!  Every time I watch it it makes me giggle.  You must watch it.  Now.  Go on, click play.  ~wink~

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Man. I had THE. BEST (!!!!) time this weekend.

We went out for margaritas (the limit is 3 at our favorite place-seriously they are THAT strong……I had 3….DOH!) and mexican with friends Friday night.  Had a super good time, although please remind me next week why TWO is really plenty for me.

Saturday was my date.  My young Marine boy toy (haha…) flew in for Fuck Fest 2010 the night. To say we had a good time ….would be an understatement.  *wicked grin* My body is sore.  I’m worn out.  Ever so slightly hung over.  And exhausted.

(I’m considering posting details….interested?)

Don’t worry, PC was properly taken care of.  I put him in his happy place and kept him there while I was away. ~wink~

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Happy Monday!

Yum!
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~ xo

Vixen