Oct 14, 2005

Get A Room!

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For those of you new to the site, welcome! Freaky Friday is the designated day for sex talk on my blog.

***IMPORTANT DISCLAIMER*** This is sexually explicit material and may not be suitable for younger members of our blogging audience.

Excerpt from CurvyKathy31: Confessions of a Chat Addict

After dinner he parked in front of my house, rolling down the windows to let the sweet summer night fill the truck. He patted the seat next to him and I scooted over, giggling like a schoolgirl. We started making out like horny seniors after prom.

He devoured my mouth with his hungry kisses. Arms were groping and breathing was labored. He slipped his hand under my top, holding my breast. I could feel his warm palm through the sheer fabric of my bra. His other hand moved around to unhook the back and suddenly he was kissing my cleavage while both hands firmly cupped my D-sized mounds.

"I want you soooooo bad," I whisper-whined.

Taking my fully-erect nipple out of his mouth just long enough to get the words out he murmured, "me too."

At some point during our make-out session I turned to face him, my right leg wedged between both of his. Through his jeans I could feel his hardness on the top of my thigh as I instinctively pressed my crotch into his leg. Our adolescent petting was quickly turning into a full-blown dry hump.

"Maybe we should go inside,” I moaned in his ear. “Any minute someone's going to jog right past us." I opened my eyes and checked out the back window. "I see Mrs. Meecham walking her Doberman half a block down and headed this way."
I pulled away and started adjusting clothing. Dan leaned his head against the headrest, closing his eyes in a combination of exhaustion and frustration.

"Jesus, that felt good. I haven't made out in a car like that in years."

"So, you wanna come in?" I hated the way the words slithered from my lips.

He was silent for what seemed like decades. "I can't. Not tonight." He looked over at me and touched my cheek with his fingertips. "As much as I want to make love to you, I also want our first time together to be right."

"You are the most amazing man I've ever met." I asked jokingly, "Are you sure you're an Internet guy?"

"That's just it." He opened the truck door and stepped out. "I don't want to be one of your Internet guys. You're certainly more than an Internet girl to me."

We walked arm in arm up to the front porch and he kissed me with a passion that made me weak.

"I love you, Kathy."

I looked up into his eyes, which were shimmering blue, even in the porch light. "I love you too, Dan."

With that he ran his hand across my top and grazed my nipple sending more hot shocks of pleasure between my legs. He turned to go but I could hear him muttering under his breath something like, "What’s wrong with you, man? Are you outta your mind!"

(To be continued...)

4 comments:

Sharona N said...

Hey, Karyn, thanks for the mention on your blog--which I am enjoying. :-)

Cheers,

Sharona

Duke_of_Earle said...

I gues one woman's orgasm is another woman's Oprah. Or perhaps you thought the opossum sounded kinky? Whatever.

Hey, when is some smart publisher gonna realize that your chick lit is good, it will sell, and sign you to a six-book deal? Great segment!

John

Georganna Hancock said...

Hmm. Sounds more like "casual sex Friday" here. Hey! I'm not complaining.

Karyn Lyndon said...

Glad to have you back, Sharona!

John, I agree with you completely. From your mouth to a publisher's ears...speaking of which...

Georganna, it says on your blog you're a publisher...pick me, pick me!!!!

Anyway, it's not as casual as it sounds...Dan and Kathy have a relationship even if most of it was online. I just picked the hot scene for Freaky Friday so it's a little out of context.