Saturday, September 18, 2010
Day of Atonement
I'm sorry, baby...
I'm sorry for the times that the words I've had were not the words you needed to hear. I'm sorry for the times I've doubted you. I'm sorry for the times I've made you feel bad to make myself feel better. I'm sorry for the times when I neglected us; for the times I let us slip. I'm sorry that I'm still so angry over things that we can't fix.
I know this has been a hard year, with a lot more pain than bright spots. And I'm sorry for my part in that.
And I love you.
-d.
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Friday, September 17, 2010
Google FAIL?
People manage to find us all sorts of ways. Some of them just go to the address bar and type it right in. Thank you, you people, for remembering us. Some of them find links from other blogger friends. To which i say, thank you blogger friends. And some people google us. Most of the time, the things they google make some sense. "francesanddaniel", "hnt", various incarnations of "29 pearls", etc etc.
But there's some weird ones. Some of them are things we randomly mentioned once that make me laugh. Some of them are just... huh?
So, for your amusement and mostly mine, here in no particular order are 10 weird and/or sexy and/or funny things that people have found us by googling, sometime in the last year and a half...
1. is leg jointing and kissing on lip make pregnant
(I don't even know what that MEANS, and three times somebody googled it?)
2. naughty mad libs
(Yay! All hail Mad Libs Monday!)
3. "bad bad girl" pissing undercover
(Where Bad Bad Girl pisses is really none of our concern...)
4. "him to touch my" ass or butt or bum
5. dan marino
(Who, yes, once locked my uncle in his bathroom in college...)
6. dimensions of an average shot glass
7. she loves to kiss and smell his balls videos
8. video joey lawrence bulge blossom
(Teenage frances LOVED Joey Lawrence...)
9. what does a dream about a red couch mean
10. i rubbed your clit and fingered you under the table and watched you breathe heavily and grab the table as you started to cum, i fingered you harder and got under the table and sucked on your clit right there in the restaurant
(Yes... ALL of that.)
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Thursday, September 16, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
This one time...
...I fucked frances on her uncomfortable green couch.
And then the next day, i did it again.
True story.
;-)
-d.
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Thursday, September 9, 2010
Friday, September 3, 2010
e[Lust] #19

Photo courtesy of Emmy
Welcome to e[lust] - Your source for sexual intelligence and inspirations of lust from the smartest & sexiest bloggers! Whether you’re looking for hot steamy smut, thought-provoking opinions or expert information, you’re going to find it here. Want to be included in e[lust] #20? Start with the rules, check out the schedule and subscribe to the RSS feed for updates!
~ This Week’s Top Three Posts ~
The Rules - She squirmed in her chair as if impaled there by my finger slowly pushing in and out. “But I can tell you that on our third date, I want something a lot bigger than your finger in me.”
Consensual Nonconsent - He told me he was going to do whatever he wanted to me, and he wanted me to not give consent. He wanted to take it from me. He wanted me to say no, and the less l liked something the harder it would make him.
Love and light - So I move on, not as a submissive, but as the smart mature strong woman that I know that I am. I will credit him with changing me. Changing the way I see myself.
~ e[lust] Editress ~
Confessional: Annual Reminder - In the dark, in the car, in the parking lot of a somewhat posh store, he got a fantastic blowjob as uptight conservatives drove past us.
~ Featured Post (Lilly’s Pick) ~
What's Been Eating Emmy - A yearly test is good for most, but if you find you are playing with a larger than usual number of people, go get retested. Put yourself and your future partners mind at ease.
See also: Pleasurists #92 and #93 for all your sex toy review needs.
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Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationship
Adventures in Buttsex
Beginner Anal Positions
Clever Slut
Ever Changing
Jane Says: Take A2M Precautions
The Big Poly Secret - The Kreplit Famine
The P-Spot is the New Male Orgasm
Vaginal Cosmetic Surgery
What is Love?
Erotic Writing
"...is Hard to Do"
Bathroom Blowjobs
Dance of The Veil(Erotic Fiction Writing)
Erotica: A "Break In" - Fantasy pt1
Foreplay – An Erotic Beginning
Her Birthday
In Plain Sight...
Just a Friend
Loki At Play
Lydia and the Wrong Stockings
my turn
Mike & Jenny In The Bookstore
Need
On Fucking Jesus
Poem
School Detention
Trust Me
The Ordeal (Part Three)
The Heat of the Moment
The Closet
The Lioness
The Belt
The Brazilian
The Show
Voyeur ISO....
Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor
A New Day
Interview with Athena Hollow of Geek Girls Online
KSL’s 2nd Anniversary
My Evening Out
What Happened?
Kink & Fetish
A Drink and A Smoke
Begging, Pleading
Basement
Dangerous Rope
Day 1- Define Your Kinky Self
How To Find A Mistress
I’m Here, I’m Queer???
Kissing, is all
Leash
Punishment and an Ominous Chain
The Maid and the Jewels
Temple
the 2nd night with the Farmer
Total orgasmic destruction
What FetLife Has Done
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Thursday, September 2, 2010
HNT - For a friend...

I've been lucky lately to share a few sexy pictures with a friend. (He knows who he is.) ;-) Usually I spend a ridiculous amount of time trying to take the perfect HNT shot. I'm too much of a perfectionist. I'm rarely happy with them This time, however, I managed to snap this photo in less than 30 seconds and I kinda think it's sexy. Hope you agree. :-)
~frances
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Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Judgement
I had a conversation with my sister-in-law recently. It went a little something like this:
Sil: "So...my brother just moved out your way..."
Frances: "Oh really? That's cool. Did they get another house out here?"
Sil: "No. Well yes, he's buying a house, but they're getting a divorce."
Frances: (Shocked, saddened, and slighly uncomfortable as always when the subject of divorce comes up) "Oh no! That's sad. I'm sorry to hear that."
Sil: Yeah, well...apparently she cheated on him...MULTIPLE times. She was sick of him never having a job...though you know he just got that good one... I guess she was some kind of "sex addict."
Frances: (Fighting the growing pit in my stomach that threatens to put a lump in my throat) "Huh. That's crazy. What a tough situation for the both of them.
We went on the talk about other things and this little snippet was barely anything in the grand scheme of our time together, but situations like this always throw me for a loop. I blush. I feel guilty. I feel like they know about me and the next instant I affirm that they couldn't, but begin to imagine what they would say if they DID. I put my name in the conversation. List my "sins." I take the heat for these various people suffering their way through divorces and separations in an attempt to see what it will be like when it happens to me. I know I worry too much what others will think. I know there will be lots of nice things, happy things, said about Daniel and I when we finally are. But I also know I will be the bad guy for many family members. I know this, and I fear the judgement.
Sil: "So...my brother just moved out your way..."
Frances: "Oh really? That's cool. Did they get another house out here?"
Sil: "No. Well yes, he's buying a house, but they're getting a divorce."
Frances: (Shocked, saddened, and slighly uncomfortable as always when the subject of divorce comes up) "Oh no! That's sad. I'm sorry to hear that."
Sil: Yeah, well...apparently she cheated on him...MULTIPLE times. She was sick of him never having a job...though you know he just got that good one... I guess she was some kind of "sex addict."
Frances: (Fighting the growing pit in my stomach that threatens to put a lump in my throat) "Huh. That's crazy. What a tough situation for the both of them.
We went on the talk about other things and this little snippet was barely anything in the grand scheme of our time together, but situations like this always throw me for a loop. I blush. I feel guilty. I feel like they know about me and the next instant I affirm that they couldn't, but begin to imagine what they would say if they DID. I put my name in the conversation. List my "sins." I take the heat for these various people suffering their way through divorces and separations in an attempt to see what it will be like when it happens to me. I know I worry too much what others will think. I know there will be lots of nice things, happy things, said about Daniel and I when we finally are. But I also know I will be the bad guy for many family members. I know this, and I fear the judgement.
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