Tricks, Treats, Tasty Snacks, And Exhibitionist Ghosts

Once more, Hallowe'en is upon us, and Scarlett and I have had tricks, treats, and costumes on our minds, haven't we, Goddess?

I'm more than willing to do a few tricks for you if you're willing to treat me, my master!

I love that trick you do with the disappearing coin. One moment it's there in that delightful spot between your breasts, and the next, it's gone. Dare I ask how you do that, or is that a magician's trade secret?

I could tell you, but if you spend enough time there, tracing that place with your tongue, you'll figure it out for yourself!


Darling, that sounds distinctly like a challenge!

As always with Hallowe'en, it's a big holiday for us. We do so enjoy getting dressed up in costume. Not quite as much as we like getting out of costume....

Now, be honest...I know you love my Naughty Nun costume! And I love it when you don Zorro's cape, hat, mask and boots...and nothing else. 

You just want to get your hands on my... sword.  And I like getting my hands underneath that nun costume....

Lover, if you were a Jedi Knight, you'd have the biggest lightsabre!

Is it just me or is it getting hot in here?

Last year we crashed the governor's Hallowe'en masquerade. What a night that was!

I thought going as Adam and Eve was a very original idea. All right, the fig leaves didn't cover everything....

More then we would have liked to walk around with. At least we were wearing domino masks. The crowd did start getting hot and bothered as we demonstrated original sin by the fireplace...

Oh, and the looks on their faces when they realized that wasn't a serpent....

The society matrons were gasping in shock. The paparazzi were taking pictures of us.

How could they blame us for getting carried away with ourselves? We're so irresistable to each other!

Of course we are. That's why this year, we're going to spend Hallowe'en alone, concentrating on treating each other. I bought several large jars of Nutella....

Now that's more then a treat! It'll be messy...  but a whole lot of fun. I'll look forward to licking that off your exquisite body. Just the thought of licking it off you gets me hot and bothered, baby....

We're going to cover each other with it, then slowly lick off every bit of it!

I can see you licking some of it off.... your favourite part of my anatomy.

If you're passing by our place on the 31st, and happen to hear a lot of moaning inside, that's not some ghostly sound effects thing we're doing to scare people off. That's us, getting naked and frisky.

Uh, sweetheart...they hear those sounds from our house ALL the time....

Quite true.

And about the matter of there being any ghosts in our house... they get entertained watching us engaging in our.... mating rituals.

Sometimes they even join us!

Spectral exhibitionists. Of course, they were doing this sort of thing back when they were alive. Anais Nin taught them a lot.

They're exhibitionists, too.

Happy Hallowe'en, everyone! Now, if you'll excuse us, we've got a container or two of Nutella to make good use of....

How James And Scarlett Got Lucky Suspended In Mid Air

Yes, a hot tub was suspended off a bridge Check the link out if you don't believe us.

There have been some rumors floating around about a stunt over in Switzerland recently. It seems a hot tub was suspended from a bridge in mid air for a couple of hours over a gorge. All so a couple of dozen people could have a hot tub party with lots of empty space beneath them.

 


The rumors going around have it that two of the partygoers had sex in the hot tub.


Well, the rumors are true.


Scarlett and I wanted to have a go at sex in unusual places.


After all, it was one of the few places we hadn't yet tried. And it was exihilirating! 

We've been thinking of other, well, exotic places we might do it next....

We liked having an audience too, but then we usually do like having an audience when we get frisky. Now I know what you're thinking. You look at that picture and your head starts spinning. Maybe you have a problem with heights.

I don't think anyone noticed, once we got started!

Didn't I tell you we should have our own public access cable channel?

All fornication, all the time. Scarlett and James give tips and explicit demonstrations on every conceivable sexual position there is.

Thanks to us, the Kama Sutra has to be updated!

 Well, darling, when they first wrote that... not to mention illustrated that magnificent book, the hot tub hadn't been invented yet. Let alone the idea of suspending one off a bridge just so two people could have sex.

I remember how our cries while we climaxed kept echoing off the gorge walls.

It was glorious!

I have to admit, though, that I contemplated scratching that woman's eyes out--the one who had the nerve to touch you while we were satisfying each other....

You and I are strictly look but don't touch where other people are concerned. I'm surprised you didn't toss her out of the hot tub.

People, it's not an audience participation thing... it's exhibitionism. There's a difference!

I would have tossed her out of the tub, had my hands not been otherwise engaged! Do some foolish women actually think they can have a go at what belongs to me?

And your hands were so...very engaged. Just the thought of it has me spinning.

Still, some people think there's a whole lot of fuss and bother into hanging a hot tub off a bridge so that a few people can lounge about and one couple can get completely carried away with themselves.

For the record? I really recommend hot tub suspended in mid air sex.

I do, as well--unwanted participants aside, it's a truly incredible way to enjoy each other! Much more so than, say, bungee jumping.

James, we should try bungee jumping in a double harness....

They can take their time winding us back up to the top. We'll keep ourselves occupied, won't we?

Oh, very slowly! We won't mind at all!

And maybe after that, we can do it in a hot air balloon. 

With cameras on board. We could turn it into a pay per view extravaganza.

What a wonderful idea! I don't suppose we could do it while hang gliding....

Goddess, that would take concentration and control... and when you and I get carried away with ourselves...

I didn't think it would work. *sighs*

Six Sentence Sunday

It's been awhile since we've done one of these, and we're slightly cheating on the number of sentences, but indulge us... We're busy indulging each other.

These sentences come from recent work on Same Time Tomorrow...

“The momma was probably telling her cubs… observe closely, the mating habits of the human being.”

He smiled. “A penny for your thoughts,” he said lightly.

She made a face. “In this economy? Better make it a quarter.”

“Well, Gabriel Miller, I believe you’re blushing,” she told him, breaking out into laughter.


"Perfect," Chloe responded, grinning. "I'm hardly a traditional bride." 

"Never use my middle name again."

 

Olivia And Rachel Take The Underwear Challenge

Now then, while Scarlett's busy having Dana, our character from Same Time Tomorrow, answer this set of questions (with help from her cat), it falls to me to introduce to you Olivia Shaw and Rachel Mitchell, another of our two supporting characters. Olivia and Rachel are close friends with Gabriel Miller, and are engaged to be married. Before we get started, how are the wedding plans?

Olivia: Hectic, if you must know. Lots to do and so little time. We've been with the caterer just today going over menus.

Rachel: You're our writer. One of them anyway. You're supposed to already know how the wedding plans are going, James.

Well, that's true. I'll just say this... having characters break the Fourth Wall can get a little silly.


Rachel: Just a little silly?


Shall we get started?


Olivia: Gladly.

Okay, this is the underwear challenge. It's been going around several blogs in the last little while, and Scarlett and I have already done this ourselves...


Rachel: And gotten carried away with yourselves.

Olivia: Yes, we read it. Honestly, how do you get anything done with all that sex going on?

It's kind of complicated. And of course we've also had Gabriel and Chloe answer these questions.


Olivia: We've seen Gabriel without his underwear on.

Rachel: Don't you start getting any ideas through that head of yours.

Did I say anything?


Olivia: You were thinking it.

Rachel: It wasn't like that at all. We just happened to see a photo of Gabriel in the buff on Chloe's phone.

Olivia: Honey, maybe we ought to get hold of Gabriel's phone. I'm sure he has a naked picture of Chloe...

Are you two going to keep at this all day?


Olivia: We might.

Rachel: Okay, okay, we'll behave.

Olivia: For the moment.

1. What do you call your underwear/undergarments? Do you have any commonly used nicknames for them?


Olivia: I call them knickers. It's the English lass in me. They're panties, of course. You won't catch me wearing anything less stylish.

Rachel: Panties. Thongs, when I'm feeling daring.

Olivia: Feeling daring right now, darling?

2. Have you ever had that supposedly common dream of being in a crowded place in only your underwear?

Rachel: You know, I had a strange dream like that once. I was in the maternity ward, helping bring this baby into the world. The mother was screaming her head off, clobbering the father, and the nurses and I were all in bras and panties. What do you suppose that means?


Olivia: That you shouldn't have pizza after ten, sweetie.


What about you, Olivia?


Olivia: Oh, of course I've had that dream. For me, it's being at a party. Everyone else is dressed formally. Not me thought. All that I'm wearing is that dark red set of bra and panties, you know, the ones you like so much on me?


Rachel: They compliment your exquisite body so well, honey. Just the thought of it....


*Rachel nuzzles Olivia's neck.*


Would you two like me to leave?


Rachel: No, let's just carry on. Finish the questions.

3. What is the worst thing you can think of to make underwear out of?

Olivia: Sandpaper.


Rachel: Mosquito tape.

4. If you were a pair of panties, what colour would you be?

Rachel: Red. Bold and passionate. Just as long as I could be her panties.


Olivia: Oh, baby, you know I love it when you talk like that... As to me, I'd have to be a deep tan. Tan contrasts beautifully with Rachel's skin, and like she says... I'd have to be her panties too.


This is getting weird.


Rachel: James, it passed weird when you broke through the Fourth Wall.

5. Have you ever thrown your underwear at a rock star or other celebrity? If so, which one(s)? If not, which one(s) WOULD you throw your underwear at, given the opportunity?

Olivia: Melissa Etheridge.


Rachel: We've both tossed our panties at her.


Olivia: Can you blame us?

6. You're out of clean underwear. What do you do?

Olivia: A girl just might have to go commando for a day under such circumstances.


Rachel: If it has to be done, it has to be done. Go commando.

7. Are you old enough to remember Underroos? If so, did you have any? Which ones?

Rachel: Is that an American thing?


Olivia: I've heard of them, but I didn't grow up here, so...


Rachel: Neither did I. Next question, James.

8. If you could have any message printed on your underwear, what would it be?

Olivia: I would think that Red Hot comes to mind.

Rachel: You are red hot.


Olivia: You get me that way.


*Olivia nuzzles Rachel's neck.


Rachel? What about you?


Rachel: Oh, Cuddles, I love it when you... oh, right. Um, let's see, since I am a doctor... how about Love Doctor on my panties?


Olivia: Care to give me a thorough examination, Doctor?


9. How many bloggers does it take to put panties on a goat?

Olivia: Honestly, what kind of question is that?

Rachel: What did a goat do to deserve getting teased?

It's just a question.

Olivia: A rather juvenile kind of question, James.

Rachel: Yes, and we can't say we approve of it.

Olivia: Now, if you'll excuse us, we have the florist coming over to discuss the arrangements in an hour.

Rachel: And we'd kind of like to get some quality one on one time in before then.

I'm being kicked out by my own characters?

Olivia: Yes, you are. That's what you get for teasing a goat.

Dana Butler's Great Underwear Challenge

The latest character from Same Time Tomorrow to accept the challenge is Chloe's friend and former colleague, Dana Butler. Dana's a bit of a firecracker, perpetually horny and uncensored....

1. What do you call your underwear/undergarments? Do you have any commonly used nicknames for them?

Thongs. That's what they are. And as sheer as possible. Want to see them?

2. Have you ever had that supposedly common dream of being in a crowded place in only your underwear?

Yes. Many times. Times Square, with a few hundred men. Unfortunately, I always wake before the orgy gets started.

3. What is the worst thing you can think of to make underwear out of?

Cotton. As in granny panties. I don't think Pussy would like them, either.



Pussy???

Yes. My pussy likes my panties because they're so soft against her fur.
 
Uh, way too much information!

* Dana laughs.*


Silly. Pussy is my cat. She likes to sleep in my lingerie basket.

4. If you were a pair of panties, what colour would you be?

Nude. Or black. Black is sexy.

5. Have you ever thrown your underwear at a rock star or other celebrity? If so, which one(s)? If not, which one(s) WOULD you throw your underwear at, given the opportunity?

I've thrown mine at every man I've ever known. How else are they going to check out the goods?

6. You're out of clean underwear. What do you do?

Go commando. I like going without panties, actually.

7. Are you old enough to remember Underroos? If so, did you have any? Which ones?

Yes  Superman. I liked having the Man of Steel on my butt.

I was six. I threw mine at a seven-year-old boy. I got a spanking for it.

The boy???

No, silly. My mother spanked me for running around outside with no panties! Now I have Underoos for big girls.

  
8. If you could have any message printed on your underwear, what would it be?

Welcome!

9. How many bloggers does it take to put panties on a goat?

A goat? Are you kidding? I'm not going to waste my expensive handmade  French lingerie  on some smelly goat!

Of Adult Entertainment Shutdowns And Frolicking In Public Places

Darling, have you heard the news? It seems the porn industry's on a shut down....

Oh, yes...I heard about that. It turned out that HIV scare was a false positive. We wouldn't miss it anyway., We don't watch porn. We make our own movies. 

I never was much for spectator sports.

Unless the spectators are watching us.

I thought it might be a cover story for a strike, you know, the actors, if you want to call them that, wanting a raise.

Yes, but then we wouldn't be the spectators, darling. And their men are amateurs compared to you!

Thank you, goddess. You know, I suppose from their point of view, they're really... hard workers. It's really a rigorous line of work to go into.

True. It does require a great deal of stamina. Ron Jeremy must take his Viagra through an IV by now.

Now there's a lovely image. You know, I never got the point to him. Sure, he's, well, big and all, but he looks like something you'd see under a bridge in a Grimm Brothers story.

*Scarlett laughs* 

We do think alike, my love. "Troll" was the word that came to mind for me as well!

Not that the acting range of most people in the industry can be described as, well... good. With porn, you're just required to look a certain way and have a lot of sex. With Teamsters manning the camera. I mean, really, if you're going to have a group of people watching you having sex, why not go upscale?

As you know perfectly well, darling, I'm not opposed to being watched. But the idea of a bunch of leering Teamsters isn't my first choice as an audience.

It's much more fun to have an audience of shocked and outraged... and rather turned on, upright citizens. Like we did last week when we got frisky in front of the town hall meeting.

Ah, yes. The Mayor was not amused....

He vowed to run us out of town if we didn't stop with the public displays of affection.

He was just jealous! I saw that tentpole in his pants!

He must be frustrated at home. Maybe the wife's mad at him. Maybe his secret stash of porn has run out during the shutdown.

He definitely had the look of a man who's not getting any.

Poor guy. By the way... how do you run out of a stash of porn? Can't you just watch something from your collection again?

Hmm...it's entirely possible he handled the tapes without washing his hands...you know, afterward. That could damage them.

That's what he gets for having to... get off all by himself. Never a problem for you and I, is it, Mistress?

And it never will be. Now get over here, lover, and get out of those clothes. The bathtub awaits us....

Chloe And Gabriel Take On The Underwear Challenge

Well, now that James and I have taken the Great Underwear Challenge, the torch has been passed to our main characters from Same Time Tomorrow, Chloe and Gabriel. They've had some interesting adventures in their undies, so their answers could be fun. Let's find out now....

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1. What do you call your underwear/undergarments? Do you have any commonly used nicknames for them?

Panties. Knickers, when I'm in a playful mood.

Boxers. Though what a pair of shorts have to do with dogs or prize fighters is beyond me....

2. Have you ever had that supposedly common dream of being in a crowded place in only your underwear?

Many times, unfortunately.

You too? I once had a dream I was in St. Peter's Square photographing in nothing but my happy face boxers.

I think you look quite adorable in those happy face boxers.

You're delightfully biased!

3. What is the worst thing you can think of to make underwear out of?

Burlap!

Burlap's awful, Chloe! It scratches, it gets into everything....

4. If you were a pair of panties, what colour would you be?

Sheer. Doesn't matter what color, just so they're very sheer.

I love those dark red ones you have... are you wearing them right now?

Yes, I am. Does it make you smile?

Very much so... among other physical reactions...

5. Have you ever thrown your underwear at a rock star or other celebrity? If so, which one(s)? If not, which one(s) WOULD you throw your underwear at, given the opportunity?

I've thrown them at Gabriel. As far as I'm concerned, he's a star.

Very pleasant, too, having her underwear tossed at me.

Even the time my bra strap hooked over your ear? I still don't know how I ever did that!

I once tossed my shorts at Margaret Thatcher... I lost a bet, you see... Scotland Yard was not amused.

I wish I'd been there for that one!

6. You're out of clean underwear. What do you do?

Go buy some! No, I don't do commando. Though there was that one time I deliberately didn't wear any when I  dressed for a formal event. I told Gabriel just as we walked into the banquet hall. It drove him crazy, imagining me looking very elegant, without panties under my dress.

You do love to tease, darling. Of course, I love being teased.

You know, when you're out in the field on a photo shoot... you really do need to pack along enough underwear so that you don't run out.

7. Are you old enough to remember Underroos? If so, did you have any? Which ones?

I did have Underoos. They're cute. I wish I had some now!

I take it Underroos are an American thing?

Apparently yes. You don't know what you missed!

8. If you could have any message printed on your underwear, what would it be?

Private Property of Gabriel.

These shorts come off for Chloe. Frequently.

Ah, truth in advertising!

9. How many bloggers does it take to put panties on a goat?

I did this when I was a kid. Get it? Kid. The goat was a kid, too. Very little. And it was just me and the goat, so one.

One to distract the goat with hay, and two to get the knickers on the goat. Particularly if it's an adult.

An adult goat? That's risky!

Well, now that we've completed the challenge, it's time to pass the torch, so to speak. We decided to keep in in the STT family:

Dana--tag, you're it!

Olivia and Rachel--a little payback for their seeing Gabriel in the buff when we engaged in a bit of playful sexting!