Crawl! Get on all fours and Crawl! [kotw]

The first image that came into my mind when I read the prompt for kink of the week was the scene in one of my favorite movies “9 1/2 Weeks.”

When I watched it back then I felt like there is no way I would ever want to crawl for anyone and the money would make me feel like a prostitute. I wasn’t turned on by that scene at all nor would I get turned on by watching someone crawl to me.

If there was a man in my life who felt submissive more than dominant, I suppose I could see him crawling for me or to me. If I’m on the floor with my partner and he crawls to me, it’s not because it’s a sexual thing it’s because he probably is getting closer to me and crawling would be easier than standing up and walking.

Adding to this that my knees are no longer the knees of a 20 something year old. I’m missing ligaments in one knee and this Thursday I will get the results of my recent MRI test on the other knee, which the doctor seems to think I tore the meniscus. So, I am not thrilled to be on the floor crawling on my hands and knees.

I will say Molly’s prompt photo is very sexy, crawling photos? Yes I think those can be sexy. Still not sexually turned on by looking at them.

Molly asked “…those that actively hate the idea of it. Why do you think is?”

Why do I hate crawling? I don’t. I just don’t get in to crawling.  In my mind it makes me degraded more than I care to feel. I don’t mind a good degrading hardcore fucking but crawling on all fours crosses a line with me. I really don’t have a specific reason. The kink of crawling leaves me cold and indifferent. I don’t see it ever being a part of my sex life.

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Sassy gets fucked for her Birthday [MM140, Guest Post]

Thanks to WB for writing this story for me as one of my birthday presents. My birthday was Mid-April, sorry that I am just now sharing it with all of you. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did. I did get a dick pic with my story, but it was for my eyes only. I love this kinds of gifts.

 

 

You should be watching me right now, starting with my chubby and finishing with a creamy happy ending.

I dreamed your lips around my cock. But that wasn’t going to do it till I took you by your arms stood you up, turned you around and threw you on the bed. Ripping off your panties, I spit on my fingers, give your cunt a little rub. I ram my hard cock in to your wet hole. I push your legs up close to your ears and fuck you like a wild animal. I immediately pull out to admire the gape of your glistening flaring lips. I can see your heart is racing by looking at your throbbing hole as I watch it close up. I’m not finished yet, I shove my thick hard cock into your tight hole once more. Using my weight I’m pounding harder and thrusting further in to you. You take deep breaths with each thrust, your heart is beating harder now. I pull out yet again; you breathe a sigh of relief. Short-lived relief as you know full well what’s in store for your holes. I hold you spread apart for another glimpse at your beautiful gaping hole, spitting inside before you close up. Pound you a few more times before deciding to turn you over.

I’m hovering over your ass. SMACK! Happy Birthday Sassy! SMACK! SMACK! Faint red finger lines across your smooth rounded ass cheeks. I see beads of pre-cum beginning to run down the back of one of your thighs. I’m so turned on giving you your birthday fuck.

You reach back pulling your ass cheeks apart. Oh Yeah Baby!  I spit on your hole, more spit on my cock. I slide my throbbing cock into your awaiting hole. I can’t hold back, I start to cum as I pound into you. Your screams are turning me on even more. I know how much you needed this hard pounding.

I’m still hard as a rock as I continue pumping your sweet tight ass. I knew I would lose all control as soon as I started pumping you. You yell at me to fuck you, my birthday girl is getting a creampie for her present. Can you feel the cum squirting deep inside as I slowly pull my cock out of your tight ass? Cum covers your hole as I push back in, keeping a slow rhythm with my strokes, pumping all that remains of my load.

I stand there feeling depleted & used up. As I pull out for the last time I watch my cum drip out and down your slit.

Happy Birthday Sassy, you got dick pic (not included with this post) and a story.
– WB

[Disclaimer – Owner of this website has permission from author to share this story]

 

Y…because I love that bar

I find myself talking more and more about the dive bar that Charlie & I used to hang out together at. Now Mr. Sam & I hang out there together, it’s still the same ol’ dirty seedy looking dive bar.

I enjoy the fucked up people who go in there who drink their troubles away. I enjoy that “cheers” atmosphere when I walk through the door.

However summer soon approaches and that means that I wont be there as much as I go there during the winter. Summer time is when I stay home, hanging out in the backyard, working in my garden and riding the motorcycle.

I’ve seen bartenders come & go and return again. Some times it’s a long time before you see the same people, other times it’s the same people everyday. Just depends on what’s going on in their lives.

Most of the time my bar friends are willing to lend a helping hand, especially when it comes to my photography. I needed something for the letter “Y” and this is what I came up with, thanks to the little missy in the photo.

y because i love this bar, atozchallenge

 

X marks the Spot

Walking down Main St. looking for ideas for photos, I was explaining to my friend how difficult the last part of the alphabet is for ideas.

She  suggested walking a bit further down the street because she noticed something on a building that would work perfectly for the letter X.

It was a pleasant day for a quick walk and then back to the bar so I agreed.

There are several run-down buildings in my dying city, few of them are marked for demolition.

This building will not be standing much longer.

x marks the spot, atozchallenge, sassycat3000

White (line)

As I was leaving the dive bar, driving through the parking lot I passed by a lone beer bottle someone had set upright on the white line. The first thing that popped into my head was ….

A million magic crystals, painted pure and white
A multi-million dollars almost overnight
Twice as sweet as sugar
Twice as bitter as salt
And if you get hooked, baby
It’s nobody else’s fault, so don’t do it! – “White Lines” by GRANDMASTER FLASH

A friend from the bar had shown me some photos of her favorite photographer, Todd Hido. I looked at some of his photos and completely fell in love with his work. Todd’s work speaks to me on an emotional & visual level.

When I seen the beer bottle standing there I stopped and took a picture. Of course I edited it to try to give it more of a dramatic look. Not nothing to write home about, but I’m happy with it. I like those photos that make a person question what they are looking at or why. What’s the story behind the bottle? I think I may continue with this type of photography (in my spare time, when I have any). Only if my eye catches these type of moments. I tend more often to miss opportunities than to capture them.

white line, sassycat3000, a to z challenge

Vending Machine

Inside the dive bar stands a vending machine that is always filled with cashews, M&Ms or Skittles. Only 25 cents for a small handful of snacks. I have never eaten anything out of this vending machine, but I have seen several patrons put their quarter in for a mouthful of snacks.

vending machine, a to z challenge, sassycat3000

Umbrella

A very close childhood friend took me out to breakfast for my birthday. She’s really big into thrift store shopping, flea markets and charity shops. After breakfast she took me to a local Goodwill store to bum around.

I found this really cool umbrella. I had put it back, but picked it back up again because there was something about it that spoke to me.

Then I thought about it, I thought I could use it as a prop in future photos. I thought, damn. I haven’t done photos in forever! Need some new inspiration, I don’t want to say that Mr. Sam isn’t a good muse, but there feeling isn’t there like some of the others. That’s another story.

umbrella, a to z challenge, sassycat3000

Toast before doing a shot

Who makes toasts anymore?!

People in my bar do. Sometimes. It just really depends on the occasion and who bought the shot. The person who bought the round of shots is the one who offers the toast.

When I’m in my bar I have noticed that I tend to get a lot of shots. I often feel bad because I never have enough money to reciprocate the action. I do keep a mental record of those who have shown me this type of generosity for the times that I do have extra cash to share. There are times when I will go without the alcohol so that I can repay the favors in shots.

I do love my shots. The alcohol hits fast and hard and the yukky taste doesn’t last for long. I no longer do shots of Tequila, Jose, Patron or any other type. Don’t do shots of Lord Calvart, Rumplemintz, Goldschlager, Yukon jack. Those are just a few that I quit.

I can drink a shot of RumChata with Frangelico, Dr Macgillicuddys, Bird Dog Strawberry whiskey. I limit my shots of Jägermeister because bad things happen when I drink too much of that.

taost before a shot. atozchallenge

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