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Saturday, August 14, 2004

I'd Hit It!

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Friday, August 13, 2004 Alfred Hitchcock's 105th Birthday   The Master of Suspense . posted by: Neo .   Poetry - Quoth the Raven (Knight of Blackness) RAVEN IN A DARK STORM SHADOW OF THE NIGHT RAVEN PERFORM THE SACRIFICIAL RITE RAVEN IN A BLACK FORM WINGS FULL OF FLIGHT RAVEN REFORM MY LIFE WITH YOUR PLIGHT RAVEN IN A WICKED SWARM SOUL FILLED WITH SPITE RAVEN TRANSFORM MY SOUL IN THE BURNING LIGHT RAVEN IN A CRUCIFORM VISIONS IN MY SIGHT RAVEN WARM IN THE DARK TWILIGHT . posted by: Elsie Bee © .   Friday Fiction - Empty Nest Empty Nest Despite the fact I'd driven her to the college and helped her get settled into her freshman dorm room, I couldn't believe that Kaitlin was gone. Ever since Mark and I divorced, over ten years ago, my life had built solely around taking care of my daughter. Sure, I tried dating a few times but none of those guys lasted very long. Every time I'd go out, I'd feel guilty about leaving my little girl back home. Only now, I guess, she wasn't so little. She was sleeping under a different roof, in her dorm. I was wide-awake, pacing an empty house in my nightgown.  I hadn't worn this nightgown for years. It was a low cut, black silk job I'd picked up when Mark and I were still together. I was proud that I'd kept myself in such good shape that it still fit. My lightly freckled boobs showed a lot of cleavage but not too much sag. This old redhead still had a pretty tight little body. The nightgown felt soft and silky against my skin and it clung to my curves. The real reason I'd put it on though was the color. It was black. It fit my mood.  Though I rarely drink, I poured myself a healthy second shot of Scotch and wandered into Kaitlin's room. It still smelled of her herbal soap and shampoo. I brushed my fingers along her bureau and looked around her room. God, it was going to be a long time until Thanksgiving! I sat down on her bed and stared out the window, she must have flung open her curtains this morning. I had tears in my eyes, thinking about her facing the first day of her new life.  I slugged down the rest of the Scotch. The warmth in my belly felt good. It brought my eyes back into focus.  Maybe it was the tears, maybe it was my melancholy mood but it wasn't until that moment that I realized I'd been staring into a bedroom window. Our house sits on the peak of a small hill so the other window was a little below Kaitlin's. There was a girl spread eagle on the bed, wearing nothing but white panties. Linda was Kaitlin's age; they were close for a while in junior high. When Kaitlin got heavy into sports they drifted apart. I'd always thought Linda was cute. From what I could see, she still was. Her black hair framed a face with big brown eyes and a cute pug nose. Even her tits were cute, average size firm ones with light brown aureole. I wondered whether she always had her shade up at night or just knew, with Kaitlin gone, no one could see into her well-lit room. I could tell, pretty quickly, that she probably wasn't expecting anyone to be looking.  Her right hand had moved up and was lightly caressing her right breast. Her tanned legs began to squirm a bit on the bed. I held my breath as her left hand began caressing her other breast. She arched her back, pressing her cute breasts into her gently rubbing hands. I could feel a warmth growing a few inches lower than where the Scotch had landed. I brought my hands up to my breasts. My nipples were already hard as I slid the silk across them; my breasts hungered for the contact.  Linda released her right breast and slid her hand into her white cotton panties. I watched her fingers sliding under her panties. Though she was facing the window, I didn't think she could see me in the dark. I continued rubbing my breasts as I watched her finger her pussy. I knew my own cunt was getting pretty wet. I didn't know why I kept looking. I didn't know why the sight was exciting me. It didn't seem to matter at the time. I needed to feel something other than empty.  When Linda reached down to slip off her panties, I was startled by her dense, black bush, She obviously trimmed it to wear a bikini but the pubic hair was much denser than my red ones. She started sliding a finger along her slit and I couldn't stand it anymore. I shifted position and kneeled on Kaitlin's bed, facing the window so I could watch Linda masturbate. I pulled the nightgown up over my butt and reached down between my legs. My wet slit welcomed the sliding finger as inhaled deeply. Linda's entire hand was now involved in playing with her pussy; her left hand was tweaking her right nipple. Her knees were up and her legs were spread wide to give her right hand more room to play. I began rubbing my right hand along my pussy as I braced my self on the bed with the left. My fingers felt so good sliding along my lips, grazing my swollen clit on the way by, sending little surges of electricity through my body.  Linda's left hand had now come down to help the right. She was using the left to rub around her clit as her right was rubbing around her pretty cunt, spreading the lips, revealing the inner depths that I knew she was about to invade. I slipped two fingers into my pussy at almost the exact same moment Linda's fingers slid into hers. I had the bottom of my palm pressed against my clit as I slid deep into my greedy cunt. Linda's left fingers were sliding around her clit as the fingers on her right hand pumped in her pussy. She was bucking her hips, her mouth wide open as her head thrashed back and forth on the pillow. I was moaning, my ragged breath coming out in gasps, my heart pounding hard. Waves of pleasure were spreading throughout my body from the fiery center where my fingers were now frantic in their rush toward orgasm. Linda was thrashing on the bed, her fingers a blur in her black haired pussy. I watched her young, naked body clutch and quiver as her orgasm washed over; it rocked her body as if she was being electrocuted. I wanted to hold my own cum off a moment longer to watch her lovely nudity twitching but it came upon me in a rush, overpowering me and driving me down flat on to the bed. I laid there on my belly, my hand wedged between my legs and my naked ass pointed at the ceiling, sucking in much needed air. My body was trembling. I hadn't cum that hard in awhile.  When I finally rearranged my nightgown and looked out the window, Linda's bedroom light was out. Looking around Kaitlin's empty room, I actually grinned. Maybe it was time for this old redhead to try dating again.

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 Thursday, August 12, 2004

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"Teen Twins" is a CyberSex Prestige PLUS site. There are six galleries with over 300 photos of hot lesbian twins (or some girls that just alike). I really like the site. Of course, I love the babes on the site; there're some really sexy ones. And to make it even better, they're twins. They're not just twins, they're lesbian twins. Well actually not all of them are twins. Some are just hot lesbians that look alike... So,  Shhhhh, don't tell anybody. Let's keep it our little secret - LOL. Anyway, I like the design of the site. Of course I do... I designed it - LOL. Aside from the aesthetics, it's easy to navigate, fairly quick loading and did I mention - tons of hot & sexy lesbian babes kissing pussy. And of course, it's updated monthly. I shot some of the pics, but the majority, I licensed from an image broker. And because "Teen Twins" is a CyberSex Prestige PLUS site you also get free access to thousands of other adult sites, free adult movies, live chat, live cam feeds, live sex shows, exclusive pictorials and videos, personal ads and much, much more. Check it out and let me know what you think.

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"Triple X Toons" is a sexy hardcore toon site. Not only does it feature anime & hentai from today's top artist, but it also has tons of adult cartoons, comix, 3D babes and illustrated stories. Plain and simple, this site is Hot. The outside splash pages are bright, colorful, fast loading and very enticing. In addition to the main splash page and sign-up page there is a four page tour to give you an idea of what  you'll find in the members area. But keep in mind, these tour pages are softcore - not like the type of hardcore toons that are on the inside. I'm deffo trying to give surfers a little more for their money with this site. Inside there are seven galleries (updated monthly) of rare anime & hentai pictures, 3D babes, triple X adult cartoons, comic strips, animated gif's and lots more. Dang, what more could you want? The design of the members area is good. It's clean, it loads quick and it's very easy to navigate. Of course there's no annoying pop-ups, no consoles, no entrapments, no hidden links, and, banner advertising is kept to a strict minimal. Let's face it, it's how all sites should be - very surfer friendly, tons of bishoujo (beautiful girl), hentai, lesbians, bondage, stories, comics and other sexy toons. AND, to make it even better - "Triple X Toons" is a  "CyberSex Prestige Plus Site" site - which means it's a high quality site with tons of extras like free access to thousands of other adult sites, free adult movies, live chat, live cam feeds, live sex shows, exclusive pictorials and videos, personal ads, a CyberSex newsletter and much, much more. Give it a click and let me know what you think.

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 Wednesday, August 11, 2004

2nd Anniversary of Sex Blogger

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And So It Goes - A Long Way From Pong

     Couldn't help but notice that another teen died at school. Is someone keeping tally of these things? It used to be a big deal to graduate high school; now it's all you can do to survive it.

     I blame it on video games.

     Have you seen today's games? The object is not to kill the opponent but to rip his heart out and swallow it before a cheering crowd.

     As a boy, I played video games like I was training for the Olympics. It started with Atari, the 8-track of video games. All night, my bedroom flickered to the action of Pong.

     BINK... BONK... BINK-BONK... BINK...

     As the ball gained speed, so did my eyes and my fingers. I moved faster than I could think (which isn't saying much). Something was happening inside. My brain was crinkling in new directions. You change when you play video games.

     Later I mastered Pac-Man, Dig Dug, and Joust, learning the cheat codes to begin at higher levels. There was killing in the grand tradition, but death was somehow less tangible. In Burger Time, the chef peppered the vegetables to death; Donkey Kong threw barrels at monkeys. It was a choose-your-own-adventure cartoon.

     Then the neighbor girl grew breasts, and I forgot all about video games.

     Many years have passed since then—not that many—and video games have disappeared from my life. Somewhere along the line, I developed a “will to become” and took to working fool-time. Recently, I found a gray hair on my head. Gray! As in, I'm starting to decompose. I had to do something.

     It was time to return to my first love.

     I bought a Play Station at Toys R Us. The clerk snickered when I asked for Pac-Man. Excuuuuuse me. Looking around, I found the likes of Zombie's Revenge, Duke Nuke Em, Blue Killer. The message was clear: you will kill... and you will like it...

     But I had no choice. GRAY!

     I purchased two games: Dead or Alive and Quake. The moment the disk started spinning, I knew I had been gone a while. The game began with a prelude that watched like a Disney trailer. The graphics were disturbingly true to life. When a character moved, his shirt wrinkled in just the right places. When he crouched, you could hear him grunt according to how fit or fat he was.

     I didn't know if I should be in awe or fear of the thought put into it.

     Testing Dead or Alive, I was astounded by the ferocity of the fighting. When you punched someone, he flew twenty feet and crushed the wall behind him. Movement is based on motion sensors worn by ninjas or Jedi knights or something. Only here, you possess the strength of twenty men. So it goes.

     Then came the bizarre sexual undertone: I was about to fight a scantily dressed woman, when she asked if I would love her less if she were to kill me. What do you suppose that means? I had stumbled into the world of O. J. Simpson.

     I pummeled the girl with enviable rage. It felt good. Not to beat up a girl but to feel so mighty. I knocked her out with a roundhouse to the jaw and watched her crumple at my feet. She groaned in a half-sexual way as spittle dripped from her mouth. The “camera” circled round to show me her panties as she writhed in defeat. My sex and violence were all wrapped up in a nice little package. It felt naughty.

     Unwilling to chance the next woman kicking my butt, I opted to play Quake. It sounded harmless enough.

     If you know Quake, you are laughing now. Un-be-lieve-able. The fury of this game defies description. When you shoot someone, their chest rips apart and drops entrails on the floor. Your gun kicks as it would in real life. You hear yourself pant as you march forward in search of prey.

     An interesting twist is that you are not controlling a character—you are the character. All you see is the gun you are holding. You're inside the killer on a mission to destroy everything in sight. Virtual mass murder.

     I played Quake until I couldn't take it anymore. By game's end, I thirsted for blood, taking devilish satisfaction in shooting people, animals, anything so long as I could see its innards. I blasted guys who were already dead just to see what would happen. I wanted bigger guns, more guts. I hadn't felt so crazed since Natural Born Killers, when I wanted the head of the popcorn guy at the movie theater.

     Granted, mine is a simple brain. If you put a song in my head at 9, it will still be there at 10 unless you replace it. Imagine if I spent as much time with these games as I once did with Pac-Man. Chances are that I would live up to my billing as Newbury Park High School's “Most Likely to End Up on the 11:00 News.”

     As video games advance on “total freedom of movement,” it grows harder to distinguish virtual reality from that other place we go when the TV is off. At a recent expo, game makers introduced a crowd with artificial intelligence that flees if you point your weapon at it.

     Did you ever play Pong so long that all you could hear afterward was the pinging in your head? Same idea here, only more like Dante's Inferno. When a high school kid shoots up his school, we deem it an act of lunatics, when it is only a half-step up from Duke Nuke Em. Bigger guns, more guts.

     Repackaging my Play Station, I tried to shake the evil out of my head. I had outgrown video games after all, and now I've got two gray hairs to show for it.
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Tuesday, August 10, 2004

Poetry - Senses
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Monday, August 9, 2004

In Memory of Fay Wray - The Original Scream Queen
 

September 15, 1907 - August 8, 2004

Monday Toons

Three Jokes

1. A group of Asian women were visiting a village somewhere deep in Africa when they came across a trader selling human breasts.  One of the Asian ladies asked the trader, "Why are you selling women's breasts?" The trader replied, "Locally, we have found that consuming the flesh of a woman's breast can increase men's sex drive, and enlarge the size of their penis." Hearing with interest about the 'enlarging the penis' the Asian woman was determined to buy some for her husband. She quickly asks the butcher for the price of the breast. "Well," says the butcher, "It depends on what kind of breast you want. We have black breast, white breast, and Asian breast." "Give me the price of each." said the Asian lady impatiently. "The black breasts are $200 a pound," the butcher says, "white breasts are $300 a pound, and the Asian breasts are $400 a pound."  The Asian women were glad to hear that Asian breasts were the most expensive in the breast booth. "Hey, not bad! Asian breasts are worth more!", said one of the Asian ladies. "No no no, you don't understand," the trader explains, "you don't know how many Asian women we have to kill to get one pound of breast!" 

2. Two little boys go into the grocery store. One is nine years old and the other one is four years old. The nine year old grabs a box of tampons from the shelf and carries it to the register for checkout. The cashier asks, "Oh, these must be for your mom, huh?"  The nine-year-old replies "Nope, not for my mom."  Without thinking, the cashier responded "Well, they must be for your sister then?"  The nine year old quipped, "Nope, not for my sister either."  The cashier had now become curious "Oh. Not for your mom and not for your sister? Who are they for?"  The nine year old says, "They're for my four year old little brother." The cashier is surprised "Your four year old little brother?" The nine year old explains: "Well yeah, they say on TV if you wear one of these, you can swim or ride a bike and my little brother can't do either of them!"

3. Q: How do you make four old ladies say "FUCK!"?
A: Get a fifth one to yell "BINGO!"
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Sunday, August 8, 2004

Blogger Babe - Jade Moore

Jade Moore is petite, 21 year old, 4’11, 100 lb, Asian Spinner. She has just-past-the-shoulder, dark-brown hair with blonde streaks running through it, brown bedroom eyes, really sexy and full, nicely shaped “blow-job” lips, a big beautiful smile with braces on her bottom teeth, a pierced tongue, a nice 32-24-33 figure, a flat, very lickable, stomach, a cute butt, nicely muscled thighs, an inviting “doggy-style” arch, the typical tattoo on her lower back, plus another on her left shoulder blade, and a completely shaved pussy with beautiful dark brown lipps. (See this week's Blogger Babe Pic)!

I saw Jade's photo in an Agent's book and immediately knew that I wanted to meet her, fall madly in love with, marry and live the rest of my life with her. Not to mention – have hot and wild sex with her… Dang, I sound like a broken record. I think I've had these same thoughts with a quite a few other models that I've worked with (or wanted to work with). But hey, that's what's great about having a wonderful, active and very horny imagination. Anyway, I saw her pic and knew that I wanted to photograph her. I am such a sucker for a petite girl – especially a petite “Asian” girl. I asked the agent to have her call me and within an hour the phone rang. Visions of Jade, nude on my bed, ran through my head as I ran to answer her call. It wasn't her! Dang! But the phone rang a few minutes later and still… it was not her. Double Dang! I kept thinking “Why hasn't she called?” Then I had to remember that I just talked with her agent, not even an hour ago. I needed to give it some time. After all, most models take days, if not weeks, to call. The phone rang again. “Hello?” Woo-Hoo! It was… dang… still not her! Ok, that's it. I give up. My dreams dashed again. Ring. Ring. I took a big dejected breath and answered the phone again. My heart smiled. It was Jade.

Usually, I always set up an interview with a model. Mostly because, as I have said before, models are flakes and I need to see if they will even show up for the interview, much less the actual photo shoot. Also, interviewing a model lets me see if they are psycho bitches that are going come back in the middle of the night, call at all hours, stalk me, or say bad things about my dog. Plus, the interview gives me an out if any of the above is true or if I simply just don't like them. Yeah, yeah, I know… I'm a prima-donna, but I refuse to work with a model that I don't like. Anyway, I didn't set up an interview with Jade. She said “Hello” and I said “You're hired!” It was pretty simple and that was that. 

The new love of my life… Uh, I mean, Jade… showed up the next day for the shoot. Now I have to be honest. Jade is a model and she was 15 minutes late. But to be fair and also to show how responsible she is, she did call and say that she was going to be a few minutes late. I was really falling for this Hotttie. 

Anyway, she showed up, and for the rest of the day I was like a love-sick puppy. I was infatuated with her. And the more we shot, the worse it got. While looking through the lens at her tiny waist, her cute butt and her absolutely gorgeous lips (upper and lower), I just kept thinking that this girl is not only, sexy and pretty, but she has really nice features – photographically speaking of course. I'm serious. The more I looked at her, the more I wanted to crawl through the lens and, not only capture her, but be captured with her - forever. I know that might sound really corny, but hey, I'm between shoots right now, she's fresh on my mind, I am still very infatuated with her, and also, not to mention, horny as hell.

The shoot went really well. Aside from all the flirting (mostly by me), we got a lot done and we had a good time doing it. Oh my… we really got a lot done. Jade was a gem (pun intended) to work with. She moved from pose to pose to pose with barely any direction from me. I really think that she must have been reading my mind, because every time I was about to give her a direction, she was thinking the same thing and already doing it. And some of the poses mixed with some of the slutty, (nice slutty, not bad slutty) looks on her face was definitely starting to do IT for me. Goodness. The girl of my dreams. Well, actually, not the girl of my dreams, but pretty dang close. I'm not a fan of faddish piercings and/or tattoos and I'm certainly not into shaved vaginas (well, not any more), but with Jade, I could certainly overlook these minor “Red Flags”. Besides… piercings will close up and hair can grow back. So, I think I can deal with a couple tattoos.

As I was saying, the shoot went really well. In a little less than three hours we did TEN different setups, including: cheerleader, schoolgirl, masturbation, voyeur, and webcam. We then did a very hot & very sexy bondage scene where Jade was bound by a "7 Piece Fantasy Restraint Kit". The kit supplied by Eros Boutique. Yes, this is a plug for Eros Boutique – a great place for all your sexual pleasures. Check it out - Eros Boutique.
 

And finally, we did a sleeping girl scene. I really like the sleeping girl stuff. A major turn-on to be photographing (and fondling – heheheh) an “innocent” sleeping girl – Wow! I got to touch every moist crevice. Oh, all professionally of course!
 

I did not want the shoot to end, but, like all good things, it had to end. Jade started to get dressed and before she could put her clothes on, I walked up to her, took her hand and led her into my bedroom. Remember earlier where I wrote “Visions of Jade, nude on my bed”? Well a moment later, she was… And this time I didn't have a camera in my hand. But don't get the wrong idea. I'm really not that guy that I fantasize about being. I'm a nice guy and I'm a professional. Not to mention that I also think I'm a stupid professional, especially for not taking advantage of opportunities when they present themselves to me – Arrgggg!!! Anyway, Jade was now nude in my bed, laying on her stomach and I was giving her a really nice full-body massage. See, I am a nice guy. While I was massaging her we talked a lot. A LOT! She's intelligent, she's Asian, she has a college degree, she's cute, she's well spoken, she's petite, she has a good sense of humor, she has nice lips, she seems very in touch with the world, and, she didn't say anything about having a boyfriend – Woo-Hoo! Jade certainly doesn't act like a psycho bitch or even like the typical girl that does this type of work. I think that I'm really falling for her. Ouch! And is it ever gonna hurt when I land back on the ground.

Like the beginning of the last paragraph - I did not want the massage & talk to end, but, like all good things, it had to end and Jade had to leave. But before she left, we discussed getting together for “reciprocal” massages and to do another photo shoot. Artistic, not Adult! Jade gave me a nice hug and then left with my heart. But all is not lost, she said that she would grow some pubic hair for me :o)

If you want to see more of Jade Moore, you're just gonna have to wait until I put her on some of my sites or build some new ones. Or until some of the sets sell and other webmasters put her up on their sites.
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Always Looking for Girls, Girls, Girls to Photograph!

I'm shooting a lot right now and I'm deffo looking for girls to photograph, so... If you're female, OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE, in the LA area, very cute and/or good looking and/or HOT, and are interested in posing nude for my websites, your own websites, for fun or just for some nice artistic photographs, please e-mail me with a description of yourself and a URL address where I can see a photo of you. If you're what I'm looking for, then you'll deffo hear back from me :o)

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Looking for Adult Artists & Writers

If you're an artist and/or writer and would like to have your work featured here on Sex Blogger or one of my other Adult Story or Cartoon Sites: "Sex-Fi. Erotic Sci-Fi & Horror Sex Stories," "Cuntoons," "Pregnant Comix," "Erotic Pregnant & Plumper Stories," "Sex Tales of the Old West," "Triple X Toons," "Kinky Komix," "Illustrated Erotica" or one of the new Erotic Story or Adult Cartoon sites that I'm building, then please feel free to e-mail me with a SHORT sample of your writing or a URL address where I can see your work. As far as subject matter goes, I'm really interested in erotic Sci-Fi, Horror, Gothic, War and Crime stories and/or artwork in the same genera's. I'm also interested in material that is unique unto itself. If you send me a short sample of your writing, please spell check and proof read it before submitting it. I know that I'm not the best with grammar, but if your sample is full of misspelled words and the grammar and punctuation are noticeably worse than mine, it won't even be considered. :o)

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