Monday Status Update – Week 38

Autumn Status Update

This past week saw another Amanda poem posted, Amanda #3, and another of the Tuesday Tanka series posted. This week should see another Amanda and Tuesday Tanka posted. I should also have a rough draft of a longer prose piece posted this Wednesday.

Slowly turning the corner to getting into the regular swing of things. I’ve been looking into POV and working on a piece that has a ‘noir’ feeling about it. I’ve been reading some of the detective pulp fiction lately. I think that adding a good deal of erotica around this genre may be interesting.

Now let’s see how long it takes to get that done! Motivation is the work for this week.

Something I find Sexy – Sofia Vergara Golden Globes

golden-globes-2012-sofia-vergaraThe bountiful endowment of one of television’s most luscious ladies, Sofia Vergara, is definitely something I find sexy. Much like the epics of ancient days she has the curves that could launch a thousand ships. And like those ancient conveyances I’m sure these are also made of firm, hardwood. Yes, as I take yet another journey on, as Carl Sagan put it so nicely, the ship of the imagination, I can see her towering over me.

Lying under her, I can feel her slowly lowering herself onto my firm erection. I can feel her hesitate against the resistance. Holding her hips, I thrust myself up and then I feel myself sliding solidly into her. I continue to hold onto her hips as we begin gently rocking together. I feel the motion working its magic. As the two of us get acquainted. I can feel my pulsing cock turning her on and heating her up. I enjoy the feel of the warm, wet folds of pussy lips as they wrap themselves around my cock. Thrusting up into her I listen as she moans in acquiesce. It encourages me to quicken the pace. This turns the heat in her up another notch. She is so sexy, gorgeous, and strong, rolling and grinding down on me. Her hair whipping around as she moans louder. Her fingers dig into my shoulders as she leans over me.

I feel myself urged on, encouraged by her moaning, her breath falling heavier as she’s rocking back and forth on me. I thrust further into her, exciting her. My hard cock with its piston motion is increasing the stimulation racing through her. As she moves faster her breathing gets heavier. Then slow throaty groan escapes from her as waves of pleasure surge inside her. Looking up I see her delicious, firm, round globes swaying in front of me. They tease my hungry eyes. I reach out my tongue to tweak her large erect areolae. Those beautiful, round globes swaying, swaying, I hear her saying something to me as I focus on pleasuring her. I focus on those breasts of hers… Beautiful, firm, round globes swaying… I watch them rise and fall on her chest. I see them swelling as I hear her climaxing as I again thrust deep into the radiating from her sex. Oh those beautiful, bountiful, round globes! And that’s when it hit me!

Tautologies! How often am I bombarded by tautologies? Well, more often than I am bombarded by the devastatingly bombshell beauty of Ms. Vergara’s breasts. Those gorgeous round globes! There it is again.

A Tautology are similar to an oxymoron. Most people are aware of the more common oxymora, where two conflicting words are joined together, consider ‘jumbo shrimp’, ‘defending silence’, or the often cited humorously ‘military intelligence’. Tautologies are two words that when combined together are repetitious or redundant.

There are numerous examples of tautologies and they pop up on surprising places. Open example of a tautology would be calling something very, or extremely unique. Unique, by itself does not need a qualifier. When you say something is rare, it’s perfectly acceptable to qualify an occurrence as ‘very rare’. But unique, by definition, is one of a kind. If something is one of a kind it can’t be ‘extremely one of a kind’ one mean one.

Another tautology that is so overused is ‘advanced warning’. Well, of course the warning is advanced… Warnings precede events therefore they are always ‘advanced’. Yelling “What out for that ball!” before someone gets hit is a warning. There is nothing advanced about it. Yelling “what out for the ball” after it hits the guy isn’t a warning. Its a YouTube clip title.

They surround us everywhere, from ‘final results’, and ‘join together’, to ‘free gift’ and ‘added bonus’. They are often used to emphasize a point but quite often we start using them without even being aware of the repetition.

They are extremely common when using acronyms:
• CD-ROM disc
• DVD disk
• GPS system
• HIV virus
• ISBN number
• PIN number
• Please R.S.V.P. (Please in already in the French phrase for this abbreviation)
• RAM memory
• RAS syndrome
• SARS syndrome
• UPC code
• VIN number

When you think about it, it seems obvious. You wouldn’t write out Vehicle Identification Number Number, but when you write VIN number, somehow we forget that VIN already has ‘number’ there. Check yourself before you wreck yourself! Repetition of beautiful breasts is a wonderful thing, repetition of words, should draw a response from your grammar checker.

Weekly Serial – Literary Pleasures 09

A tale of a librarian / witch with a cadre of acolytes who must fight a penny pinching town counsel to maintain their club’s funding…. this weeks episode: ‘Ronnie Gets Down to Business’
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Literary Pleasures

Literary Pleasures

“Having deployed her acolytes on their various missions it was time for Alexa to have a conversation with Councilman Paul Stone. She and Paul were on very ‘friendly’ terms so it was easy to have him over.

 

“Paul welcome,” Alexa said ushering the tall and rugged politician.

 

“Always good to see you,” he said kissing her cheek. He followed her out to the sun room where Alexa had a tea service ready. As they sat on the couch she poured him a cup.

 

“I wanted to talk to you about the funding issue coming for a vote next month.”

 

“Well Alexa you know that you and your friends can count on my support. I’m well aware of the many benefits that the library provides,” he said, taking the cup. “But the rest of that short sighted council may be hard to win over.”

 

“As for that,” Alexa said “I have our friends working on that issues already. I think that when the vote is taken next month you will find you have more support than you know. Friends of ours have been meeting with Mr Miller, Ms Alvarez, and Ms Taylor.”

 

“The four of us together would be a majority against Ms Potter.”

 

“Well, as I said, our friends are working very hard on this issue and we wouldn’t want to leave any votes taken for granted,” Alexa purred leaning into him and running her hand up his thigh.

 

The tea was having its effect, stimulating Paul even before Alexa began turning up the heat. As she brought her lips to his she was looking forward to returning this politician into her hot, wet, hungry, pocket.

Something I Find Sexy – Katy Perry in Black Lingerie

Katy Perry in Black Lingerie

Katy Perry in Black Lingerie

Another image from the “Something I Find Sexy’ file. This black and white of Katy Perry in lingerie has very erotic qualities. Her ‘distant gaze’ is also very striking.

I love the way the black camisole hangs loosely from her breasts. The two straps holding it up at her shoulders can be easily swept aside. Revealing those breasts. Seeing them sway like the pocket watch of a hypnotist. All of my attention focused on them. Reaching out to feel their warmth. Feeling her nipples harden as my finger gentle roll around them. I listen to her deepening breath s she runs her finger through my hair. I can feel her hand behind my head guiding my lips to her taut nipples.

 

I twirl my tongue around them teasing. Taking my time with such a tasty treat. I feel her hot breath on my throat as she leaves a trail of kisses down my neck. She rolls me over and I let’s her pin my shoulders down as she probes my mouth with her tongue. I feel her breasts warm again my bare chest. Her wet pussy momentarily protects behind those black silk panties rubs firmly against my cock. I feel my excitement swelling it as she grinds her hips against my.

 

Enveloping her in my arms I roll her down on her back. She gasps in surprise of my hand as it swiftly removes the thin silken garment separating our union. She excludes another gasp as I enter her. The pleasure of my forceful engagement takes a moment for her to express with her moaning into my ear.

Weekly Serial – Literary Pleasures 08

A tale of a librarian / witch with a cadre of acolytes who must fight a penny pinching town counsel to maintain their club’s funding…. this weeks episode: ‘Ronnie Gets Down to Business’
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Literary Pleasures

Literary Pleasures

“So, why don’t you come in for that soda?” She asked her new found friend. It was a textbook case of being swept off her feet by a young man skilled at manipulation. Inviting this handsome young man in after her run in the park had been her idea, hadn’t it? It was only polite to offer him a nice cool drink.

 

“Yes, thank you Jessica” Pete was always polite. Walking into her living room he noticed the photos of Jessica and her husband. ” Gosh he’s got to be about fifty” he said as Jessica entered with the sodas.

 

“He’s fifty two actually” she said, sitting down next to Pete on the sofa. “It sure feels a good to get off those feet”

 

“Here, let me see those, I’m fairly good with feet”

 

“Sure” she said complying with his request. Her new friend sure has good ideas, and nice hands she thought as Pete removed her sneakers and socks.

 

She slowly plied her feet he kept mentioning how important it was to have such nice places like parks to run. Jessica was quick to agree, she loved the park, she agreed that it was good to feel free running in the park.

 

His hands felt so good her feet were feeling good too and she was becoming aware of a tingling racing through her. Pete was talking now about libraries and how it’s nice to have quiet places to study. Jessica was busy studying. Watching Hus lips. This young fresh lips.

 

She watched as Pete chatted and his hands started moving up her legs. He was massaging her calves and her tingling was growing. It felt good she thought finding new friends and feeling free and easy. Like dining circles in the park around and around. She wasn’t aware that she was falling further into Pete’s compliance.

 

She did enjoy those hands, her new friend had suck stimulating hands. And it’s fun to play with friends she kept thinking to herself. Those lips that filled her vision drew closer. She watch those lips moving closer and closer until she tasted the sweet and gentle kiss. Her tingling grew stronger and she felt herself melting.

 

As she raised her hips to let Pete take her shorts off Jessica just kept thinking how much fun it is to meet new friends… And play with them…

Weekly Serial – Literary Pleasures 06

A tale of a librarian / witch with a cadre of acolytes who must fight a penny pinching town counsel to maintain their club’s funding…. this weeks episode: ‘Ronnie Gets Down to Business’
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Literary Pleasures

Literary Pleasures

Literary Pleasures

Ronnie’s knowledge making incense and its effects on people would come in handy this weekend as her dad had invited councilman Miller to her family’s summer cottage.

 

The early summer day around the cottage was warm and pleasant. As Mr. Miller and her dad were out Ronnie spent the day in her attic workshop, distilling the essence of a couple of local plants into an extract she loaded into a glade plugin.

 

Shortly after diner Ronnie excused herself from the conversation around the table. She went up to her workshop and collected the plugins she had enhanced. She slipped into her parents room first and set the device. Then she slipped into the guest room and plugged one in for the mild mannered councilman.

 

Later, when everyone retired for the evening, Ronnie’s plan was already well under way. The incense had the expected effect on her parents. They were always quite vocal in their love making. Since they would be occupied for a while, Ronnie proceeded.

 

Wearing a long, white silk robe Ronnie tapped on Mr. Miller’s door and entered without waiting for a response.

 

“Excuse me,” she said carrying towels in her arms. “I forgot to bring these up to you earlier. ”

 

The scent of the incense was light in the air but its effects were already working.

 

“O – oh” Mr. miller stammered, “that’s quite alright.”

 

He was standing by the window in a T-shirt and lounge pants. Ronnie smiled noticing the growing erection tenting the lose fabric.

 

“The view outside is wonderful. It’s so clear out there you can really see the stars,” Ronnie said, moving towards Mr. Miller and the window. “Let me open that for you. I’m sure some cool night air will feel wonderful”.

 

While she leaned over to unfasten the window, Mr. Miller appreciated the view of her generous curves and his erection grew harder. Ronnie turned and noticed. She also not I see the pleasant look in his eye. The incense was taking a strong effect. His arousal was peaking.

 

“Well, it seems you do like mountain views Mr. Miller,” Ronnie said stepping closer.

 

“I…,”. Before he could say more Ronnie’s lips were on him and she let her hand slip into his pants. Getting the situation in hand she led him to the large welcoming guest bed. A few hours of gentle persuasion should help the councilman see things from her point of view. The photos will help also.

Weekly Serial – Literary Pleasures 05

A tale of a librarian / witch with a cadre of acolytes who must fight a penny pinching town counsel to maintain their club’s funding…. this weeks episode: ‘A Little Background on Ronnie’
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Literary Pleasures

Mistress Alex was spending her Saturday afternoon up in the loft with Ronnie. Ronnie was a gifted acolyte in making potions, elixirs, and incense. Ronnie was especially fond of creating various incenses.

 

Ronnie’s parents had a bit of a rocky marriage when she was younger. However, when she became a freshman, and had started going to the library, she learned new skills that saved her parents’ marriage. Her family life became much better. Its seems that the marriage suffered from her parent’s inability to show each other love. From the skills that Ronnie learned from Alexa, she was able to heal her folks and bring her mother and father to a space where they loved each other much more frequently.

 

Ronnie brought the love back into her parents’ marriage by bringing sex back into their marriage. Through her studies with Alexa, she learned about plants and extracts and the various uses to which they could be employed. Some plants were soothing in nature, some plants were stimulating.

 

She learned to distill the essence and create incense. As the incense burned, do did her parent’s passion for each other. The first time she had made incense, she left a small amount of it burning in the living room. She could hear her mom and dad going at it on their way in from the foyer. She retreated to her bedroom and continued listing to their yelling downstairs.

 

But on this occasion, the yelling didn’t last nearly as long. Soon it died away completely. Ronnie was happy to make the yelling go away. Then, the growing sounds of sex started working their way upstairs. Ronnie’s ear could make out the panting and moaning coming from the sweet smelling living room.

 

As she crept out onto the landing overlooking the living room see could see her mom spread, kneeling naked on the couch with her father behind thrusting deeply. She watched in youthful fascination. She had never seen people having sex. The sounds where pleasing to her. They weren’t yelling. They sounded happy, and a sweet aroma was wafting through the air. It smelled pleasant, like flowers and cinnamon and… something musky.

 

The scent seemed to wrap itself around Ronnie as she watched, fixated on the pleasure below. She was not aware of her hand moving itself slowly along her own pleasure center…

Weekly Serial – Literary Pleasures 04

A tale of a librarian / witch with a cadre of acolytes who must fight a penny pinching town counsel to maintain their club’s funding…. this weeks episode: ‘Mom meets Mike’s Monster’
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Literary Pleasures

Cindy’s eyes glassed over Mike’s erection pulsed and throbbed from her tender stroking. He put his hand behind her head and brought her lips to the very tip. “Give him a kiss, ” he prodded.

 

She placed her lips on the swollen purple tip. Mike leaned towards her and as her mouth accepted the head, her mind accepted her situation. She let herself be swept off her feet and on to her knees. Her mouth filled with Mike’s monster. Her hands massaged his soapy balls and her head swam with a growing lust. She could feel the dampness building between her young legs.

 

She felt nice working his cock as if she had been sucking for years, but she was just an appetizer, bait, actually. Mike was waiting for a bigger fish. He was not disappointed. He could hear Cindy’s mom arriving. Just the thought of swapping this little fish for the neighborhood hot MILF was enough to open the floodgates as he let himself cum into Cindy’s hungry little mouth.

 

There was a tap at the door before Cindy’s mother came in

 

Candice Alvarez, a slim Spanish woman with long black hair that reached the top of her tight ass stood in the doorway.

 

“Cindy! What’s going on in here?” she demanded.

 

The initial shock was enough to break the mild trance Mike held Cindy in.

 

“Get to your room. Now!” her mother ordered.

 

As Cindy left Mike got out of the shower, making sure not to hide ‘the monster’ and giving his prey a long and loving look at the hardening erection.

 

“I’m sorry, Miss Alvarez. It’s my fault. I asked Cindy if I could use the shower after working in the yard, and one thing lead to another. As you know close quarters can cause all sorts of unintended consequence…”

 

Mike continues to talk, speaking softer and softer.

 

Candice listened initially, but her anger was quickly changing into something else entirely. As she stood there listening to Mike’s feeble excuse her eyes were fixed on the monster. She had never seen a cock that large, and pulsing, and pleasing, not even in pictures. She was drawn to it… like a moth to a flame. Watching… wondering… willing.

 

Moving closer Mike took hold of her hand and let her stroke his erection. As he looked down into her eyes, she slowly started stroking, taking over where her daughter left off.

 

Somewhere in her mind she was pleased that her mouth would finish what her daughter’s had started.

Weekly Serial – Literary Pleasures 03

A tale of a librarian / witch with a cadre of acolytes who must fight a penny pinching town counsel to maintain their club’s funding…. this weeks episode: ‘Mike Gets Busy’
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Literary Pleasures

Literary Pleasures

Mike was known around the local community for being available for yard work. Ever since he was a scrawny freshman he spent his summers pushing a mower and hanging out at the library.

Cindy Alvarez was a junior at school and mike fostered a social friendship with her as his mistress directed. The quickest way to preoccupy her hot mom was through the not quite as hot daughter.

Being the only child of a single mom, Cindy was often the one doing the yard work as her mom was at work. So, being the friendly type of guy mike was, he offered to come over and help her.

The two spent the afternoon in the yard. Cindy was raking up as miked mowed the lawn. He had taken off his t shirt and left it on the porch knowing he would be working upna sweat in heat. She liked the sight of his lean torso glistening in the sun.

Finishing in the late afternoon, She invited mike in to have iced tea. All was going as expected. After two tall glasses and an hour of chatting. Mike asked Cindy if he could take a quick shower before putting on his T-shirt.

She lead him to the upstairs bathroom where he stripped down and relaxed under the stream of soothing water. He didn’t hear Cindy come in bringing a towel for him.

“Hi Mike,” she chirped, “I have a towel here for you when your ready.”

Mike pulled the shower curtain back a bit and stuck his head out, sorry, I couldn’t her you with the water running.

Cindy turned and started to repeat herself as mike moved more of the shower curtain back. She could take all of him n now. Gazing at his long lean body and then fixating on his long lean cock.

“Wow, I’ve never seem one of those before.”

 

Mike let out a soft laugh, “well why don’t we get you two acquainted then,” he said smiling at her. Her eyes focused on the cock as it grew longer, rising up to greet her right in the face.

Cindy moved closer, transfixed by the erection growing before her eyes. Mike took her hand and placed it on his shaft. She slowly started pumping the erection, watching it, mesmerized.

Weekly Serial – Literary Pleasures 02

A tale of a librarian / witch with a cadre of acolytes who must fight a penny pinching town counsel to maintain their club’s funding…. this weeks episode: ‘Call the Gang Together’

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Literary Pleasures

Betsy was busy lighting candles in Alexa’s spacious attic. The large, round stained glass windows on the west side let in streams of colored light. She enjoyed the quietness of the room before the others would arrive. It was the one place where she felt completely centered. She was where she belonged. Here, with her friends, she really felt connected.

She went to an ornate armoire and retrieved a black silk hooded robe she wore when the ‘study group’ met. Pulling off her jeans she stretched and slipped the robe over her. She loved the feel of the smooth silk on her bare breasts. Her pert nipples pointed the fabric as she tied a white cord around her firm waist. Three small brass skeleton keys jingled from the belt.

“The others have been called, they should be here shortly,” alexa said coming up the stairs. She had changed into her hooded black silk robe belted with a braid of gold around the waist. She grabbed a bottle of red wine from a rack of bottles on the wall and started emptying it into a caldron over a small flame.

“I heard the news about the cuts yesterday and wanted to sleep on it before bring the issue up before the group,” she said to Betsy who was sitting in one of the large leather chairs reading one of the old bound books of enchantments.

Alexa went to a collection of jars and stared gathering an assortment of special leaves to add to the wine mulling in the cauldron.

“Do you think there’s any chance they’ll table the proposal?” Betsy asked.

“I have a feeling that Ms Potter has some serious issues.” Alexa replied.

Alexa continued warming the wine, mulling it with apples and herbs. Betsy kept herself occupied with the old book until they heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

Michael, Veronica, and Peter arrived together. Along with Betsy they formed Alexa’s ‘study group’. What they were studying where practices in the field of applied metaphysics. Or at least that’s what they told their other classmates. If any bothered to ask them.

After the acolytes finished changing, Alexa address the group.

“Changing the votes of the council using overt magic directly against the members of the board was of course possible. But the brute force solution brings its own problems of backlash and then the witch hunts begin.” Alexa had seen that happen before. “Working together, brining indirect influence, we will change the votes.” And corrupt the council more completely.

“The council needs to see how the consequences of their actions would hurt others. They needed to see the people who would most be effected by these short sighted cut.” Alexa said filling five chalices with warmed wine. “Yes, the members of the council should meet the people who will most directly be impacted by their cut. You will meet with them and through you, they will see the importance of the library”.

As the group eventually broke up and they were getting set to leave, Alexa reminded Michael that he needed to stay behind.

“I think you have another session with me, Michael,” she said. “The rest of you are dismissed, and good night”.

As the others left, Michael removed and put away his robe in the armoire. He had grown tall and lean over these last four years Alexa reflected. He walked over to stand in the center of a white circle painted on the floor. Alexa approached with a jar of cream. Taking a dollop of the healing ointment and applying it to his stiffening erection, she applied it liberally. She watched, pleased as it slowly started working its magic along his shaft. Lowering herself to her knees it was time to help Michael ‘work through some things’.