Saturday, March 26, 2011

It's Just a Word

It's just a word. Just one, small, single syllable word.

And yet this word destroyed me at age 4, again at 11 and more times than I can recall in my 20's. And here I sit in my 30's, torn and bleeding around the wound the word insists on opening in me over and over and over until I fear I have nothing left.

I can't remember the last time I was able to see that word without shuddering. Lately, it's become a full scale meltdown and all because of that one, stupid, insignificant word.

It's an ugly word, easily spat with the contempt it deserves. Often not enough in the face of those who wield it as their chosen weapon. Like my grandfather. He taught me the meaning of that word before I'd ever even heard it.

Those who never know anything other than Webster's Dictionary's Definition of the word have been spared a fate far beyond death. It is the conquering of not just a body but a mind and soul. It is the ultimate power play intrinsically designed to leave the conquered irreparably damaged.

There are so many days I walk through and breathe just fine, but it waits. On assassin's paws it creeps in slow circles. Crouching. Watching. Waiting to pounce at the first sign of happiness.

God, it is so hard to hold my head up right now. The word sits on my shoulders, pressing me to the ground, whispering in my ear, showing me things I never want to see. Memories.

I try to light the word on fire, to sweep away it's ashes, but find only the blisters singeing my own flesh. I welcome the pain because it is not the word. It is not the conquerors. It helps me feel. Yet, that way is lost to me now. Shoved away by promises I fight to keep.

My anchor, so far away, desperately clings to me. Tries to hold me as the word goes after our ties, one by one. He fights and pleads while I slip away and chase the silent world where the word does not exist.

I will the anger to return. To burn me from inside out. I'll become a crucible. You can scrape away the impurities. I promise I'll shine one day. And the next time the tarnish surfaces, you can hold me and we'll walk through this together.

The word wants in. Just like those who used it as a weapon on me came in. Tore me apart and left me bleeding. For now all I can do is walk forward. And when I can no longer walk, I will stand. And when it takes that from me, I will crawl. Towards the word. Towards all the word screams to me.

It will destroy me, just like it did so many times before, but this time I have my own weapon. And there is no one to wield this word's power on me but me. And after's just a word.

And I can say it without shuddering, without tears, without desperate panic, and maybe someday without blistering pain.


Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Winner of Maggie Nash Giveaway Announced!!!

And the winner is... MAI!!!!

Congrats Mai! You have the choice of either The Dream Master or The Master's Prize! Please leave your choice and your email in the comments so Maggie can get your book to you.

Friday, March 18, 2011

BJ Friday Interview with Maggie Nash

Maggie Nash sets a page on FIRE when she writes. She's become a very dear friend and after reading her stories, I couldn't WAIT to get her onto my blog and strip


Police detective Helena Peters has been secretly in love with her partners for years. It doesn’t help that he never looks at her as anything other than his work partner. What would he do if he discovered what she was really thinking?

His classic Greek looks were responsible for Dimitri Michaels’ arrogant success with women, so going undercover and pretending to be lovers with Helena should be a piece of cake, but she isn’t the person he thought she was.

Why was the only girl in his dreams now the only one who’d been right under his nose for years? More to the point, can he keep her safe long enough to convince her what he feels for her isn’t an act?

Alpha Pussy: How did you get started writing erotica?

Maggie: Kind of by accident actually. I’d written my first novel, which was a romantic suspense that I dreamed of being the first Harlequin Intrigue set in Australia. Alas, it was not to be. I was totally gutted by my first ever rejection of my first ever novel (Yes, I did have a thin skin!). in a fit of outrage on my own behalf I decided I would sell that damn book or die trying, so I sent it along to an E-Publisher a friend of mine was already published with. The Executive editor requested the book almost immediately, but asked me if I could “sex it up a bit” before I sent it to her. Ahem. Sex it up? Moi? Sure I could. Maybe.

So I wracked my brain about how to add some hot sex to a straight romantic suspense without embarrassing myself, then I remembered a couple of trips my dh and I had made Kings Cross in Sydney. The clubs there are pretty wild, and a hot scene in a strip club we’d seen inspired me to write my own version. Poor Beth and Daniel (my main characters) were already dying from the sexual tension, and this live sex scene tipped them over the edge. The relationship changed after that of course, so I rewrote the rest of the book to include lots more hot sex, and although not a true erotic romance, it was fairly explicit. I found out that I LOVE writing hot. It was just a simple step to graduate to erotic romance and erotica after that. I’ve been hooked every since.

Alpha Pussy: Well, you certainly hooked me right away. I wanted to kick Morpheus’ ass throughout THE DREAM MASTER. Where did you get the idea for an erotic story in a cult setting?

Maggie: Originally I wrote THE DREAM MASTER in response to a call for submissions for books with a “Dream” theme. So I thought “What if someone manipulated dreams for evil gain?” and then “What if this villain was a cult leader? “ and of course so many cult leaders are associated with using sex as a method of control, so what’s a suspense turned erotica junkie to do?

Alpha Pussy: I love how your mind works! Immediately your "what if's" turn to malevolence and SEX!!! No wonder we're friends. What’s your favorite body part to describe?

Maggie: I would have to say a character’s smile. That includes their eyes, facial expressions, dimples, mouths…lips, and all the stuff that lets you know what sort of person they are.

Alpha Pussy: I'm particularly fond of lips. Dimitri is one very incredibly hot detective. .. I just forgot the question. Have you ever had a police officer? Fireman? Doorman? Some kind of man in uniform?

Maggie: Yep, I love Dim. He was just so much fun to write. Tall, dark, handsome playboy. Oh, was there a question? Ummm. Let’s just say I once spent a week at the Fire Brigade training center learning to be a Fire and Safety Officer. The teachers were all firemen. *happy sigh *. Then there are 3 pairs of handcuffs in the toy drawer.

Alpha Pussy: *blinks slowly* Next time, you'd better call me or this whole thing is OFF! I can just imagine the cock party that would be. Speaking of, what’s your favorite synonym for cock?

Maggie: Being an Aussie, I do tend to use Aussie slang sometimes, so “dick” is a word I have been known to use once or twice. I also think that occasionally a name isn’t necessary. If you imagine the whole person joining with another person that they feel a connection to, then a word for a body part isn’t needed. But what the heck, I do like cock.

Alpha Pussy: I LOVE COCK!!! What about for pussy?

Maggie: Pussy works for me most of the time. I don’t use cunt much, but that’s just a personal choice. I’m writing an erotic historical series at the moment, and I’ve been researching words used in Victorian times so lately I’ve been using words like“ quim” and “cunny”.

Alpha Pussy: *giggles* You're a cunny quim! Yes, I'm 12. Deal with it. The strawberry. You mentioned extensive research? Explain, in painstaking DETAIL!

Maggie: How did I know you were going to ask this one? LOL! It was pretty easy - I love strawberries and I love sensation play, so I figured cold and tasty would be pretty interesting to try. I actually wrote the scene first, then the man read it. He immediately decided we HAD to try it for ourselves so he booked a cabin for a romantic weekend so we could have complete privacy away from the kids. Let’s just say I was right! It is a great combination, but my tip – use a plastic sheet! Suffice to say we left a lasting impression on the mattress. LMAO!

Alpha Pussy: I already require a plastic sheet (you should see the wet spot poor PW has to sleep in) so that's already taken care of. I can't WAIT to try the strawberry. The publishing world is really picking up in Australia. What is your advice to fledgling writers both there and world wide?

Maggie: E-books are really taking off in Australia at the moment, and romance fiction is only now being recognized by publishers as a top selling genre. However, Australia remains a small market. The Holy Grail is still US and in particular NY publishers. The potential sales are so much higher, and in reality, romance fiction is more accepted in the US than here in Australia.

My advice for any writer is to first hone their craft. Write as much as they can, read widely to know their market, and make sure they research where they want their book to be. It’s also important to speak to other authors and writers and learn from their experience. Join online communities, writers associations etc. Writing is a solitary exercise, but you don’t need to be alone. There are plenty of wonderful and generous writers out there who can and will support you and guide you as you strive to reach your goal. Of course the main thing is to never give up.


What happens when a conservative girl sneaks in to a BDSM club for a look and makes an impression on the Master trainer? He pulls out all stops to claim her for himself.

A radio charity auction gives Mitch Collins just the opportunity he was looking for. When he claims his prize, a mind-blowing kiss confirms all his fantasies and leaves him determined to win her trust.

Elise Blake can't believe she has to kiss a stranger for charity. To make things worse, the man who claims her kiss is the training Master from Club Fetish, the BDSM club she'd visited on a dare. Her secret fantasy scared her to death so why did his masterful ways prove so irresistible?

Alpha Pussy: Has writing about sex improved your own sex life?

Maggie: Hell yeah!

Alpha Pussy: And this is why I absolutely adore you! Your heroines have the unfortunate habit of blushing and revealing their true feelings. Is this a trait you share as well?

Maggie: *Blush * Um. Yes. Must be my Catholic school upbringing. LOL. It’s not always intentional, but I am pretty sure there is a lot of me in all of my heroines.

Alpha Pussy: Catholic school? The naughtiness is all starting to make sense now. I’ve always been curious about vanilla writers who write BDSM. What inspired you to write THE MASTER’S PRIZE and did you at least get/give a few real spankings for the sake of research? Perhaps a good flogging?

Maggie: I think I was about twelve years old when I started fantasizing about bondage, submission, and being totally under someone else’s control. I didn’t have a clue what BDSM was of course, and I suppose I thought I was a bit weird, because I never actually shared my fantasies until I met my dh. I remember being aroused by certain scenes in movies and wondering if everyone felt the same way as I did.

There’s this scene in Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid where Robert Redford orders Katherine Ross to strip at gunpoint. O.M.G. I was hot for hours after that one! I so wanted to be her…and I was barely in my teens. Another one that freaked me out was a movie where a stalker kidnapped women and tied them to a bed before gently touching them all over. He was obviously a deviant, but I got off on thinking about being tied up and being touched in all my intimate places and not being able to stop it. I thought I was definitely a sicko after that one! In fact, you are the first person I’ve ever told that.

So I guess what I’m saying is, BDSM has always been something that’s interested me. It wasn’t until I discovered erotic romance that I realized exactly what it was that I was reacting to, and even though I can’t say for sure that I am a true submissive, I know the idea of gifting my complete trust to someone who will take control and care for me is a huge turn on. It was because of this interest that I decided to write my own story, and set about researching all over the Internet. I wanted to get it as right as I could given that I wasn’t an active member of the BDSM community, or even sure of what I was doing with my partner. I read recommended sites, blogs, and was lucky enough to meet a few practicing lifestylers, one who beta read THE MASTER’s PRIZE for me. She lives as a sub in a Dom/sub relationship and was able to give me some guidance as to the realism of the relationship. In writing THE MASTER’S PRIZE I know I’ve discovered so much about myself and I plan more stories where I can pour out my thoughts, feelings and fantasies.

I did buy lots of toys and equipment along the way, and the man and I have been known to try most of them *happy grin*. Have I had a spanking? Not a proper one, as the man is a bit shy, but one day I’ll convince him! I haven’t been brave enough to attend a Munch or try one of the private play parties or clubs around where I live but who knows? I did find out where they are. LOL, Maybe one day.

Alpha Pussy: Understanding the gift of trust and how erotic that is for both sides is key. I think you're well on your way to exploring your submissive side. What’s your most embarrassing moment?

Maggie: Oh, there’s so many! Geez. Okay, there was this one time when the man and I were newlyweds. Let’s just say I was tied up *grins * Long story short…there’s a knock on the door and some friends of ours started calling out to us to open up. The man tells them to hang on a sec, but it took a bit too long to liberate said tied up person. Our friends offered to go walk around the block to give us more time, but oh no, the man tells them to wait. Finally we let them in and even though I was fully dressed I felt totally naked and totally red while they smiled knowingly at me and stayed for HOURS talking and drinking coffee with us. It was years before they stopped bringing that one up!

Alpha Pussy: Oh, you ARE a little submissive slut, aren't you? Do you have a favorite toy?

Maggie: It’s a toss up between my Jack Rabbit and these nipple huggers. The nipple huggers can hide under my bra all day and only I know they’re there, but nothing beats a great clit stimulator. Tough decision. Oy! Is it hot in here?

Alpha Pussy: I just ordered a few more toys because I keep wearing mine out. My first BJ was in high school out in the field behind the portable office…at a church. Tell me about your first BJ.

Maggie: I was a bit of a late bloomer…I was already married when I gave my first BJ. Of course I was a child bride. LOL. The circumstances I’m a little vague on. Surprising as it might sound, given the way I’ve spilled my guts in this interview, but I was pretty conservative for a long time. I don’t think I started thinking seriously about them until I began my love affair with erotic romance. So all those before that probably didn’t count. I know a lot more now than I did then.

Alpha Pussy: I love bringing out the corruption in others, especially a woman as hot as you. How many of your scenes have you practiced in order to write them?

Maggie: Strangely enough, it’s usually the other way around. I write them first, using my naughty imagination, then the man and I try them out to see if they’re as good as I thought they were when I dreamed them up. The Man loves to read all my books so I let him choose which scenes he’d like to re-enact.

Alpha Pussy: HOLY FUCK that's an incredible idea! Maybe I'll give PW a treat and let him pick one or two scenes. Wrap it all up by giving your best tip for #BJFriday.

Maggie: Don’t forget you have two hands as well as a mouth. Use them.

Thank you so much for that amazingly honest and smoking hot interview, Maggie! I am now crowning you the Saucy Aussie!

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Check out the comments as Maggie has generously offered to give away one of the books mentioned here, just answer her question in the comments! Good luck!

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

BJ Friday with Melissa Ecker Winners Announced!!

Thank you all for your entries! Using, the following winners were selected:

Dale Ealey: Pull the Trigger

Ava Loengard: Deep in the Heat of Texas

Congratulations, Dale and Ava! Please leave your email in the comments so Melissa and I can get your book to you.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

BJ Friday with Author Melissa Ecker

Melissa Ecker is a woman who knows the power of her boobs, and she's not afraid to use them! I first started following her on Twitter last year when she tore apart some douchebag who blasted her for not responding to his pervy advances. Since then, I've come to adore and respect her as a genuine friend. I recently read some of her incredibly HOT stories and knew she'd be a perfect candidate for BJ Friday.

I love being right.

So grab your favorite cock or toy and settle in for a sexy interview and a chance to win one of Melissa's books!


Rebecca Harper is making a clean break. The ink is dry on her divorce decree and her dream job has finally come to fruition. In two weeks, she will be on a plane to St. Louis. All her plans are set until sexy cop Justin Cain, her former high school crush, asks her to dinner. This one night out instigates a roller coaster ride of hot sex, serious soul searching and heart breaking decisions. Will Rebecca leave Justin behind to follow her dreams? Or will his love be enough to keep her in Memory Grove?

Alpha Pussy: How did you get started writing erotica?

Melissa: It was by accident, really. I was looking over a publisher's website and saw that they were looking for erotic submissions following a particular theme. I thought, why not? So, I set out to write a menage which ended up being Pull the Trigger. Part way into writing it, the love story was just too strong and I ejected the third party.

Alpha Pussy: Excellent decision. You can feel the organic growth of the love between Rebecca and Justin, although, she did check out Luke's package. I noticed a trend of your heroines having tag team fantasies. If you could have your very own cock party, who would you want for your own tag teaming?

Melissa: Oh, this is easy! Jeremy Shockey and The Rock.

Alpha Pussy: HOLY HELL WOMAN! You don't mess around. Damn...I think I may need a quick toy break. Do you ever get stuck while working on a particularly graphic scene? How do you get unstuck?

Melissa: Usually, when I'm writing graphic scenes they flow really well. It’s almost like real sex. I start with some fantastic foreplay and it naturally progresses to the happy ending. I rarely get...umm...stuck. If I do, I get up and walk around or look at Tumblr and that usually gets me back in the groove.

Alpha Pussy: Your scenes definitely read like real sex, the fantastic kind that is. What’s your favorite body part to describe?

Melissa: I love describing my heroes' arms. There's something so sensual and erotic about strong arms and bulging biceps. I also like to look at big, masculine hands. Wait…you were asking what I liked to describe…

Alpha Pussy: Big hands sliding up my legs, down my back, across my stomach, dipping down...I'm sorry, where were we? What’s your favorite synonym for cock? What about for pussy?

Melissa: Well, cock is such a fun and versatile word but shaft is my favorite alternative. It sounds so completely unyielding and powerful. As for pussy, substituting cunt works for me. This word combines dirty, smutty and hot! And it makes me giggle-snort.


Los Angeles Times reporter, Maggie Wright, is assigned to do a story on the dying dude ranch industry in the south. When the newspaper offers to foot the bill for Maggie and her two friends, Payton Evans and Sophia Foster, to stay at the legendary Weston Ranch in Valentine, Texas, they jump at the opportunity. While it’s not the Caribbean cruise they wanted, how bad could it be?

Expecting a tired farm with dusty old cowpokes, the three big city friends are taken by surprise when they’re each assigned to a dashing cowboy or two for some good, old fashioned ranch training and a whole lot of rough riding. Their limits are tested in ways they never imagined, both in the bedroom and out on the range. After two weeks, will the women run back to the bright lights of Los Angeles without so much as a backward glance? Or will these skilled cowboys have them longing to stay for just a little bit more of their Texas-style heat?

Alpha Pussy: *still laughing over you loving the word cunt* Drake is extremely dominant. Do you prefer your men to be fully in control?

Melissa: I've always been on the shy side. I know...hard to believe. *laughs* So, I definitely prefer the aggressive alpha-type who is willing to take the lead and test my boundaries.

Alpha Pussy: I like having my boundaries tested, but only when I'm the one holding the whip. I love the flaws your characters have. It makes them very real and easy to step into their world and experience their stories. Who is your favorite voice to write so far?

Melissa: Thank you, sweetheart! Actually, the heroine in the novel I'm working on now is my favorite. Carolina is funny and quirky and is probably the character that most closely resembles me. I identify with her eccentricities, her insecurities and her sense of humor, so she's easy to write.

Alpha Pussy: I can't wait to read her book then! Has writing about sex improved your own sex life?

Melissa: I would say yes. Writing erotica has been liberating and I no longer burp soap bubbles when I write the word cock. Also, it has helped me to shed some inhibitions and try out something different. Overall, it has been an awesome experience and, believe it or not, I'm still learning new things!

Alpha Pussy: Shedding inhibitions, especially when it comes to cock, is such an exhilarating experience! And I want to hear about the new things you've learned. In Vivacolor! How many of your scenes have you practiced in order to write them?

Melissa: This question makes me smile. I wouldn't say I practiced in order to write them. But, I have reenacted some scenes!

Alpha Pussy: Funny, because next time I'm with PW I'll be reenacting a few as well. Both Payton and Rebecca are blondes. Do blondes really have more fun?

Melissa: I can't speak for all blondes, but this one does! As do my blonde heroines.

Alpha Pussy: I'm only half blonde, but I've had more fun as with black hair, but maybe I'll let the blonde grow out and we'll see. Do you have a favorite toy?

Melissa: Yes! The Rabbit. Bunny love...

Alpha Pussy: That reminds me, I need to replace my bullet vibe... My first BJ was in high school out in the field behind the portable office…at a church. Tell me about your first BJ.

Melissa: I'm a little fuzzy on the details but I think it was in the car on my birthday after overindulging on Boone’s Farm. I'm guessing it wasn't my best work. *smiles*

Alpha Pussy: I should've asked you about your second one. Explain to me your sock fetish.

Melissa: I'm not sure I can explain it. I’ve loved socks for as long as I can remember. I adored the frilly ones with lace around the cuffs or the longer ones with hearts and rainbows on them. As an adult, I realized I can't write barefoot. I have a huge collection of cute knee socks to keep me motivated! #HappyFeet

Alpha Pussy: I have PowerPuff Girl ones. Which I will shoot to kill over. Wrap it all up by giving your best tip for #BJFriday.

Melissa: This tip goes out to the guys who would like more #BJFriday action...don't forget a woman's mind is a very strong erogenous zone. Please be able to carry on a coherent conversation. I'll leave you with my personal motto: "If you can't turn my brain'll never get my panties off."

Thank you so much for making me wet, Melissa! To find out more about Melissa than even I could get her to divulge and to purchase her perfect-for-reading-in-the-bathtub-with-a-Bathing-Buddy books go here:

Now for the giveaway!


Comment on this interview: 1 entry.

Be a follower of this blog: 2 entries.

Tweet this interview and include @thealphapussy in the tweet so I'll know: 3 entries.

Tally up your entries and post it in your comment. Melissa has generously offered to give away a copy of Pull the Trigger AND Deep in the Heat of Texas so we will have two lucky winners!

I will pull the winners on Wednesday, March 16th.

Good luck and good BJ's!

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Stop Humping My Leg

I was raised with manners, and I firmly believe everyone should behave politely and with general courtesy to strangers and acquaintances. (Friends and loved ones are fair game, but I'll save that for a different blog post.)I am a relatively nice person. I believe people should treat one another with respect and dignity and a good smattering of kindness. You never know when saying hello, being friendly or just simply smiling at someone will make a huge difference.

So, if I'm nice to you in person or online, understand it comes from genuinely wanting to be nice.

It, however, is NOT an open invitation to hump my leg.

It absolutely floors me the disrespect I have been encountering recently. Call me naive, but when someone clearly is in a relationship, they are off limits. If you hit on me online or don't respect the fact that I am with PW, I will call you out. Very publicly and with as much venom as I can. Hence the Hall of Douchebaggery to your right.

I don't mind being complimented, what person does? But know where the line is.

And if you don't, I'll help you draw it...with a shovel.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

BJ Friday: A Pussy Fairytale

A year ago, this very night, I found my soulmate.

Sounds simple and happily ever after, doesn't it? Well, it kind of almost is, but it's no fun if you leave out all the messy parts. So let's go back to that night 1 year ago...

It had been several months since I'd finally told the ex I was done and wanted a divorce. I had decided I wouldn't date for at least a year, because, honestly, I didn't care if I ever found a man again. I was free.

That night was odd. When I got home from work, I figured I'd shower so I didn't have to get up as early the next morning. While this wasn't the odd part (I'm a Virgo, hygiene is very important to me), the hour or two spent walking around my house buck-ass naked was. I really had no reason to, and it was very out of the norm for me (considering I'd just spent my last 12 years being repressed by the ex), but there I was, strutting around enjoying my sumptuous flesh.

After I showered, I checked my Twitter page. And discovered I had a DM from none other than @PussyWhisperer. He and I had been following one another on Twitter for a few months. My opinion of him started off pretty poor due to the non-stop gushing of one of my friends. There was an entire weekend where she did nothing but talk about him, so I just chalked him up to one of her admirers she was fond of collecting. It took me several weeks to finally follow him. In fact, I didn't until my friend read aloud one of his tweets that was horrendous...and I had the perfect comeback to. We exchanged several tweets that night and, I must admit, I was impressed by his ability to keep up with me. We didn't talk too many times after that, however, he did send me a DM stating that he was honored to have such a sexy woman following him.

Yeah, I thought it was a crock of playa shit too.

Then, one fateful February night, he opened up on Twitter and told everyone how it was his 39th birthday and he had just been in the middle of his school final when something had glitched and his time ran out so he was going to fail his class. My friend jumped in and asked him if he wanted a pic of MY ass to make him feel better.

His exact response was, "YUSS, YUSS, YUSS!!!"

Mine? "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

A few days went by and I saw my friend for the weekend. She convinced me to let her take a pic of my ass (fully clothed), but I wouldn't let her send it to PW.

Several hours and an entire bottle of wine later, I relented and let her send it. A fact which mortified me the next day when I remembered.

We didn't hear anything for days and I just figured he didn't give a shit. Then came the naked strutting night and his DM. What follows is a transcript of that conversation...or rather a paraphrasing due to having to go from memory:

PW: OMFG!!! You have an ass to be worshiped!
Me: Then get on your knees, baby.

After which several DMs were sent from both of us which I don't exactly remember, but I do remember this part.

PW: (something about being on his knees and my pussy)
Me: I'd love to get on my knees and return the favor.
PW: Head should be earned, not given.
Me: (exact quote) Oh honey, I don't GIVE head, I fucking PERFORM. I'll make you come so hard your ears will ring for days.
PW: (after tweeting in stream about someone just flooring him with the hottest thing he'd ever read) Have you ever had phone sex?

Now, I must stop here and note that it was very outside of the norm for him to be so forward.

Me: No. I'm really rusty in the whole sex area.
PW: You wouldn't have to do anything, just listen to a story and cum. (there were a few more DM's that I don't remember)
Me: Okay, fine, you talked me into it.

We exchanged names and phone numbers and he said he'd call in a little bit because he had to finish up taking care of a few things first. I was freaking out. I can't believe I'd just given my phone number to him and was planning to have PHONE SEX!!! I nearly DM'd him and said to delete my phone number and forget it. I didn't do this kind of thing. Soon after, my phone rang and my heart was pounding.

And I was still naked.

I answered and we spent a few minutes of nervous chit least nervous for me, and then something clicked. We really started talking. Within 15 minutes he commented about how easily he could see himself getting addicted to my giggle. Hours went by without us even noticing the time. I can't recall all of what we talked about, with the exception of me telling him that "I have fantastic tits". It took us almost 5 hours to actually get to the phone sex.

I came HARD--as all of my neighbors, including the ones in China, can attest to. We finally had to get off the phone since I had work in the morning (not to mention the ex and I were still in the same house at the time and he would be home from work soon and I didn't want to deal with any bullshit), but PW asked me if he could call me the next night. I said the ex would be home, so he said, "What about the next night, or the next?" We were both hooked.

Neither one of us were looking for anything, but we couldn't stop talking...or stop having sex. I would shut myself away in a room and we would talk all night. He would call me at work. He sent me flowers. I sent him pics--slowly coming to trust him to send him more and more sexy ones until one day I finally took all kinds of naked ones and sent them.

I was the one who slipped up and told him I loved him first. Of course, I didn't realize I'd said it because I was talking about how people are supposed to treat those they love and managed to say that's what I felt for him in the middle of my rant. He had to stop me and ask if I realized what I'd just said. I said, "No." When he told me, all I could do was respond, "Oh."

Don't worry, he said he loved me too. With this ass, how could he not?

It wasn't long after that we made our relationship public.

PEOPLE FREAKED! Including my friend who had a "hand" in us getting together. She pulled me aside and told me, "you know, he likes CURVY women, right?" WTF am I, bitch? A stick? Yeah, I know you think I'm fat, but don't push your body issues on me. We unwittingly caused a lot of drama. By the time everything settled, one of the women who at first was jealous wound up becoming a good friend, and my "friend" told people she wanted PW and I to "crash and burn" because I "need to feel that pain."

We planned to meet in person and took things slow. Our initial plans fell through due to me winding up in the hospital to have emergency gallbladder removal surgery, however, we finally were able to meet on Halloween. At that point, we'd solidified our relationship, even most of the rules of our FLR, and were very anxious to make things official. Real. Tactile.


When we finally met, we couldn't stop kissing and touching. We were like two teenagers, making out on his bed before we even left the house for the hotel room.

We both had a LOT of oral skill bragging to live up to. And I had quite a few sexy outfits to wear...and a new flogger to try out.

So, did I live up to my promise to make his ears ring for days? I performed so fucking amazing he had a multiple and came three times in a row. I couldn't keep his cock out of my mouth and he couldn't keep my pussy and ass out of his. We brought a ton of movies to watch that week and only made it through one. And the night I wore the school girl uniform and got a facial...

I wish I could be with him tonight, making love, shoving his face in my pussy, demanding he pay tribute to my ass and making up for all those BJ Fridays we've spent apart. We are working toward that goal and will one day spend our lives together.

For now, I'm finishing up this blog so I can go have mind-blowing phone sex with my man, my pet, my love, my soulmate.

I leave you with my BJ Friday tip: suck that cock like you love it. Lick it, tease it, and for fuck's sake, make noise and look him in the fucking eye while you've got it in your mouth.