tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-90646458865447189382024-03-14T10:43:23.196+00:00Filthy thingsCherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15944682414273550910noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064645886544718938.post-88614245152760581462014-06-06T10:11:00.001+01:002014-06-06T10:11:42.899+01:00Snog by the Sea - kiss theme - part 2So following on from the post the other day (http://filthmakesmesexy.blogspot.co.uk/2014/06/snog-by-sea-kiss-theme.html) I mentioned random kissing of strangers.<br /><br />Have you ever been on one of those nights out with your work colleagues. You are in a hot stuffy night club, the music is blaring. You can hardly hear yourself think but the conversation you can hear is about work. Yawn!<br />
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For those of you who don't know me I can be erm impulsive. So there I am listening to a few people discussing work and the majority of people hang back sip their drinks and say nothing. I'm still sober as it's early in the night. I'm bored and want to dance and have a laugh. This talk about work is a major bummer and dragging me down. So I decide to shake things up. I see a guy (in those days I still denied my bisexuality and thought I was straight) and grab him by his shirt front and start kissing him.<br />
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All around me is a hushed silence. I glance and see open mouthed stares from some of my colleagues. The colleagues who know me the best are busy trying to contain their giggles at my mad antics and in some cases just openly laughing. After a few minutes I push him away and turn to my colleagues and say "Can we finish with the work talk now? I want to have fun!". There was no more work talk that night. Although I did have a bit of a problem when I realised the poor guy had got his hopes up and didn't speak a word of English so didn't understand me at all when I was trying to explain. After the third time of me refusing to snog him again and gently pushing him away whilst shaking my head he got that it wasn't going to be repeated or taken further and he wandered off.<br /><br />Happy times :D<br />
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So what is the oddest part you like to be kissed? There are many places and many types of kiss. I daydream about kissing quite a lot. I love fiery passionate rough kisses and gentle kisses and of course there are many places to be kissed and I'm not unusual in that there are many places I like being kissed.<br />
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I have my dislikes too. For example feet are out as is kissing my ear - just no! It's not for me. Apart from the obvious neck and pubic regions I love kisses on my rump as well as on my neck, breasts, hands (something really sensual about that for me). I think the strangest place for me to be kissed and it send my head spinning is my knees. I know a bit crazy. So come on do share in the comments - where is the strangest place you like to be kissed?<br />
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I've never attempted to write a haiku before so I thought I'd give it a go for this. This is what I came up with.<br />
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Gentle kisses meet<br />
like erupting volcano<br />
flesh of bodies hot<br />
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I plan to snog someone during the duration of this blog hop (6th to 9th of June) so form an orderly queue ;) hmm it wouldn't be the first time I kissed a random passer by. But I will tell you that story another day. Happy snogging!Cherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15944682414273550910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064645886544718938.post-71249655823710024942014-05-30T22:34:00.001+01:002014-05-30T22:34:18.832+01:00My pirate name, just for fun<p dir="ltr"><div style="position:relative; border-width:1px; border-color:332200; border-style: solid; background-color:c9b390; padding:0 10px; width:400px; text-align:center; font-family:serif; left:50%; margin:25px 0 25px -200px; color:332200;"><br>
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I've been reflecting back to when I was a child. My father was in the forces so I grew up in Germany for a large part of it. When not in school, I'd go out to play as soon as I could after breakfast and then go in when it got dark, it was what we did back then he-he.<br />
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As I grew older and we moved back to England the heat became a little more oppressive. Gone were the days of me running round a field playing rugby in 30 degrees centigrade now I was too hot if it got above 18. I managed to get sunstroke when I was about 16 in Wales (yeah I know not exactly exotic) and I am one of those people that go red, pink, then the skin peels and I'm white again. I learnt that at an early age so being tanned was a boring and pointless idea to me and remains so. That's not to say others shouldn't, it's an individual choice just that I'd rather be in the shade with a book. I did manage to get a bit of a tan on my 30th birthday. I was on holiday in December in Gran Canaria and they had a mini heatwave there. I stuck to the shade most of the time but I actually turned a dirty white - it was a subject of much mirth for my friends.</div>
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I guess I still hide from the sun, oh it's okay for short amounts of time but I am a moaning Minnie when it comes to being hot. When it's too hot or cold the M.E. really doesn't like it so I don't like any extremes. I got thinking about how when we are young we are happy even in the hottest or coldest weather. We run around and play finding joy and excitement around every corner.<br />
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Over the past few days with the sun streaming through the plants and trees around me and the birds have been in full song I've stared for a while each day out of the windows and smiled. It's a glorious world that we live in, such vibrant life around us if we just look. The plants, flowers, trees and wildlife all gloriously in existence. For a long time I've been determined to stop and smell the flowers. By that I mean to pause occasionally in life and take a look around. Appreciate what a fantastic world I live in. I love nature and although some of it is yucky or scares the pants off me I can appreciate that it's marvellous in it's design and diversity. It's an amazing world that we have the pleasure of existing in. Made even more wonderful with the amazing humans around us that we each love.<br />
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So take a look around outside, enjoy the moment, enjoy the sun (responsibly) and be safe. Look at all around you with a child-like wonder and curiosity. Smile to yourself and find something out there that brings that smile to your face. Enjoy being truly alive.Cherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15944682414273550910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064645886544718938.post-89260854788487310402014-04-23T15:56:00.001+01:002014-04-23T15:56:24.299+01:00Brief pause<p dir="ltr">It seems I have stalled a little with the writing. Not because of a lack of ideas because of the damned ME. I need to set some time to one side and just write :-) </p>
<p dir="ltr">In the meantime I have jotted various ideas down in a notebook especially reserved for that purpose.</p>
<p dir="ltr">I am tempted to save up a little money and just take off and camp somewhere. Maybe take a laptop or even write on paper, just like the old days :-)</p>
Cherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15944682414273550910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064645886544718938.post-26917215724353562562014-04-11T14:30:00.000+01:002014-04-11T14:30:14.702+01:00Sex human style BOOM SHABALABALABAYes I'm a complete geek/nerd. I love science fiction and fantasy, including watching classic TV shows. I'm currently re-watching Babylon 5 and recently had the delight to watch Claudia Christian as her character Susan Ivanova have sex with an alien to cement negotiations in the episode "Acts of Sacrifice". I know what you are thinking, you wonderful bunch of perverts but no it's not explicit but I hope you enjoy it anyway. :D<br />
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The scene itself starts at around 1:17 so skip ahead if you wish :DCherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15944682414273550910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064645886544718938.post-34233116533116377972014-04-11T10:28:00.001+01:002014-04-11T10:28:54.704+01:00First stay over nightThose who know me, know that I'm polyamorous and bisexual. Meaning I date both men and women and have multiple loving relationships at a single time. All my partners know about the others in my life whether it's a first date or something more intimate. Of course I don't discuss details of one liaison with another partner just generalities.<br /><br />Recently I've been dating a remarkable young lady. Intelligent, geeky, attractive and fun. Three of these four things are some of my biggest turn ons. Today she's coming over to visit me and even though we've had a handful of dates this is the first time we'll have had an over night date. I don't care if it involves sharing my bed and just keeping me cuddled or whether she opts for the spare bed, it's just nice knowing that when I wake up tomorrow she will be here in my house and we can have cuddles. Oh don't get me wrong I hope that we both feel that circumstances are right and we do a bit more than cuddle *giggle* but I'm happy just knowing that she is as excited as me. We're both bouncing very happily at each other and I love this part of a relationship. I love feeling part of a happy circle and hope that it never ends.<br /><br />I know I promised to post filthy things on here but I guess I'm a bit of a romantic as well as a complete pervert.Cherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15944682414273550910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064645886544718938.post-23713016666296484492014-04-10T10:48:00.000+01:002014-04-10T10:49:36.630+01:00Smut for Good: Curves Rule part 2<img height="146" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMIcEawknh1Jz88-s5fmdCKmrBybrTTgp1lU1kOBDegzMB2mEZRKYI7NnKkjNGJVCcWsNKKp9fSyUSRLZMhQ9e7oNPUFdZMuB8SmkevZD6mwvh_99RkltsbX51f8QktCLiaMwj6Qd8Czhz/s1600/10151172_300914580061906_2131772692_n.png" width="400" /><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px;">Smut for Good: Curves Rule is a blog hop with prizes galore to raise funds for Parkinson’s UK as this is Parkinson’s Awareness week. To find more curves, and seek out further prizes please visit </span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fsmutters.co.uk%2Fsmut-for-good&h=PAQHbs3qm&enc=AZM-VRhmeBW2_mFsVSuscDWYdV3dxNh6sfnbMGQOy8PvxrO0RXm87CFdoDzgWDAag7A&s=1" rel="nofollow nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">http://smutters.co.uk/<wbr></wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block;"></span>smut-for-good</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px;"> and if you can take a minute to please visit the Smut for Good: Curves Rule Just Giving Page at </span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.justgiving.com%2Fcurvesrule&h=ZAQFl6wlL&enc=AZPAt1wZOoALYS_uRW8zjeF3YxDJ-1rabyO-6XnDJ0YJpvHeQwKX1HmP4hB0aPqgbJM&s=1" rel="nofollow nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">http://www.justgiving.com/<wbr></wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block;"></span>curvesrule</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px;"> and donate whatever you can to help us reach our target of £100 to raise awareness of Parkinson’s and to support the charity Parkinson’s UK </span><a href="http://www.parkinsons.org.uk/" rel="nofollow nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">http://<wbr></wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block;"></span>www.parkinsons.org.uk/</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px;"> who help those with the disease learn to cope with the challenges, give out information and search for a cure.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px;">I promised you both a competition and chapter two. Which one to give you first! Hmm I think we'll start with the competition. Winner will get a free copy of the e-book once it's completed. Winner will be chosen at random and entries must be in by the end of the 13th April (GMT timezone).<br /><br />To win simply suggest a pen name for me either by entering the name and your email in the comments below or by using the contact form on the right. Winner will be announce on the blog on the 14th April 2014.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px;">Now we have reached the target that was set but I do feel that we can do even more so please do donate what you can via the just giving page link above.<br /><br />So on to the 2nd chapter, I do hope you enjoy it as much as I did when I was writing it :)</span><br />
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Arriving back to her small house which
still seemed large enough that she was rattling about in it she
locked up and headed for the stairs. Trying to think about work
tomorrow rather than sex on the taxi ride home hadn't worked, she
knew she needed the sweetness of an orgasm. She undressed allowing
her clothes to remain in a heap on her bedroom floor. Her underwear
had been soggy with her juices as she had expected. Standing naked
in the dimmed room she made her way to the bed, touching her dampened
pussy as she walked slowly towards it. Her other hand reaching up to
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She sat down on the bed and reached for
the box that was always beside her bedside table. She opened it,
pausing to look at the selection of vibrators and dildos inside.
Tonight she wanted to feel like her pussy was filled to bursting so
she selected a large glass dildo which had raised ribs and dots on
it. Closing the box and returning it to its place, she lay back on
the bed.
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Her hands snaked along her curvaceous
breasts and stomach gently as she felt tingles of pleasure rising in
her body. She grasped her breasts and squeezed them gently gasping a
little as she felt an urgency rising in her cunt. She tweaked her
nipples which were already stiff, her tits wobbling as she did so.
She squeezed the nipples again, harder this time and let out a
stifled cry of pleasure. She knew that her nipples loved all the
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She allowed on hand to remain on her
breasts to play with her nipples while the other hand she lowered
gently downwards giving herself shivers of pleasure as her fingertips
ran down her body towards the waiting opening. Spreading her legs
she traced a single finger over her moist pussy. She spread her legs
wider and her fingers gently parted her lips a single digit probing
gently into the hot wetness, she could smell her juices and this
turned her on even more. Closing her eyes she started to toy with
her clit gently stroking it with just one finger, her other hand
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After a few moments she was even wetter
almost gushing. She pinched harder at her nipples and this time
cried out a little louder at the same time she thrust a finger into
her waiting hole. She was so wet that her finger entered without
even the slightest resistance. She wanked herself for a few moments
before she decided that it was time to use the large dildo. She
picked it up from beside her on the bed and placed it at her
entrance, the glass felt cool against her hot skin but she liked that
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Slowly she pushed down on the flared
base and the dildo slowly slid inside her. She kept pushing until
the whole length was inside her, she could feel a pressure deep
inside her and moaned softly. Grabbing the flared base she started
to slowly draw the dildo out of herself and then pushing it in again.
Her other hand still pinching her nipples she built up the pace of
the dildo thrusting into her until she could feel the onset of her
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The hand that had been on her breasts
moved down to rub her clit furiously as the dildo went in and out of
her slippery cunt. The sound of the dildo squelching in and out of
her along with the stimulation of the dildo turned her on and she
bucked her hips against the dildo as it entered her. She exploded in
orgasm, juices running down her legs and over the dildo and her
hands, she cried out in joy and lying there panting trying to recover
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px;">Smut for Good: Curves Rule is a blog hop with prizes galore to raise funds for Parkinson’s UK as this is Parkinson’s Awareness week. To find more curves, and seek out further prizes please visit </span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fsmutters.co.uk%2Fsmut-for-good&h=PAQHbs3qm&enc=AZM-VRhmeBW2_mFsVSuscDWYdV3dxNh6sfnbMGQOy8PvxrO0RXm87CFdoDzgWDAag7A&s=1" rel="nofollow nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">http://smutters.co.uk/<wbr></wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block;"></span>smut-for-good</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px;"> and if you can take a minute to please visit the Smut for Good: Curves Rule Just Giving Page at </span><a href="http://www.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.justgiving.com%2Fcurvesrule&h=ZAQFl6wlL&enc=AZPAt1wZOoALYS_uRW8zjeF3YxDJ-1rabyO-6XnDJ0YJpvHeQwKX1HmP4hB0aPqgbJM&s=1" rel="nofollow nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">http://www.justgiving.com/<wbr></wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block;"></span>curvesrule</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px;"> and donate whatever you can to help us reach our target of £100 to raise awareness of Parkinson’s and to support the charity Parkinson’s UK </span><a href="http://www.parkinsons.org.uk/" rel="nofollow nofollow" style="background-color: white; color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank">http://<wbr></wbr><span class="word_break" style="display: inline-block;"></span>www.parkinsons.org.uk/</a><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17.920000076293945px;"> who help those with the disease learn to cope with the challenges, give out information and search for a cure.</span></span><br />
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Below you can read chapter 1 of my book entitled "Curves" currently being written. Chapter 2 will appear on this blog on <b>Thursday 10th April</b>, so make sure to come back for the next installment. <br />
***There will also be a competition to win an ebook copy of "Curves" (once it's finished), details of how to enter will be posted on Thursday.***<br />
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<u><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Chapter 1</span></u></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Kerry sat on the bar stool in the
Laughing Goose, sipping at her vodka and coke. Her friend Susan sat
beside her had long since been caught up chatting to the attractive
guy next to her, Russ his name was apparently. Kerry sighed
wondering how soon she could excuse herself from their company and go
home. It was a mistake coming out, even with Susan who didn't care
about the fact that Kerry had, what was the nice term again? A
little extra? A great personality? Kerry held back a snort of
derision.<br /><br />Kerry was a shy person and the size of her body
didn't help matters in social situations, others often got
uncomfortable. She was happy with her body, loved the feel of it
when she caressed herself but had lost count how many times people
commented on her size or pulled faces. She knew some people just
didn't like curves and well that was their loss. She'd had it most
of her life, right through school and college. But to her the curves
of her body were lovely, smooth and voluptuous. So what if she
fitted into what was termed plus sized clothing, that didn't mean she
wasn't sexy.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">At 28 she was the youngest professor at
the university, she loved her job. Her ability with languages was
known in the field throughout the world, one day she'd count how many
she was actually fluent in but not today. Her job paid well and
allowed her freedom to continue her academic studies in her spare
time.<br /><br />Kerry glanced again at Susan and Russ. They were
laughing together moving closer to each other and Kerry smiled
happily. She was pleased that Susan was having such a good time. Of
course Susan with her slender figure didn't go without her fair share
of dates but Kerry was happy for her anyway. There was a nudge of
envy at the back. It'd been 3 years since Kerry had last had a man
in her life, rechargeable batteries and vibrators could only do so
much. She missed the deliciousness of fingers stroking her skin and
the warmth of a man beside her.<br /><br />Kerry sighed and stood up
placing her hand on Susan's shoulder “Susan, it's time I'm was
going home” she said with a smile. “It's only early Kerry”
Susan replied with a sheepish grin. Kerry nodded and smiled “It's
okay, I have an early start tomorrow. Just have a good time and be
safe”. She and Susan knew she meant both be careful that Russ
isn't a psycho and make sure you use a condom. They hugged and Kerry
moved off to the exit of the pub, glancing back briefly she saw Susan
and Russ again animated in conversation.</span></div>
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Thank you for joining me and I hope you enjoyed the start of "Curves" things hot up in chapter 2 so make sure to return on Thursday for more and indeed the competition. Most importantly please do consider donating what you can to the cause.</div>
Cherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15944682414273550910noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064645886544718938.post-59051793149654183292014-04-05T15:19:00.002+01:002014-04-05T15:19:40.848+01:00Extract from my story - contains explicit material<div style="margin-bottom: 0cm;">
"Her hands snaked along her curvaceous
breasts and stomach gently as she felt tingles of pleasure rising in
her body. She grasped her breasts and squeezed them gently gasping a
little as she felt an urgency rising in her cunt. She tweaked her
nipples which were already stiff, her tits wobbling as she did so.
She squeezed the nipples again, harder this time and let out a
stifled cry of pleasure. She knew that her nipples loved all the
attention that she could give them." </div>
Cherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15944682414273550910noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9064645886544718938.post-34259258385180224012014-04-05T11:44:00.002+01:002014-04-05T11:44:40.092+01:00Why I am beginning this blogSimply because I have an interest in erotica and promoting good, safe, sane sexual contact between consenting adults in a positive way and also this:<br /><br />http://smutters.co.uk/blog/smut-for-good-curves-rule<br />
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A good cause and it may just stretch me a little (oo-er)<br />
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So my plan is to attempt to write a short story, erotica short story about curves. I adore curves and find them sexy and it's something I am passionate about - I despise prejudice based on body shape/size. I've never written erotica before and the last time I wrote anything fiction related I was in school some 20+ years ago. I'm not expecting it to be good but I'll give it a go and at worst at least I've contributed towards helping those with Parkinsons. Something although I am aware about I've not been personally affected by, thankfully.Cherylhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15944682414273550910noreply@blogger.com0