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WTF Question of the Day #3

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Hello Fellow Smut Lovers, my name is Benjamin T. Russell – Author & Provocateur and I’m your host today at 69 Shades of Smut. I want to thank you for stopping by and visiting our group Blog. I have what I hope is an interesting proposition for you today.  I’ve got another WTF question I believe will have you scratching your head and seconding guessing your answer. In addition, the WTF-Genie and a “special guest” drop by to give me some inspiration.

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All-righty then, let’s rock and roll.  About two weeks ago, right after I posted my last WTF Question #2(Click on the embedded link to read it), I found myself undecided as to how I would answer my own WTF question.  Well, that’s not entirely true, I know what I want, what my choice would be, but I couldn’t stop myself from asking why can’t I have it all.

I popped the cork on a bottle of Moscato and poured my first glass of the evening. My iPod was playing my favorite playlist, Benji’s Favorites and I was in a very reflective mood.  Music can transport you into past memories or stir visions of a future still to come. Prince, Boyz II Men, Taylor Swift and the Black Eyed Peas, to name a few, entertained me.  Benji’s Favorites is an extensive playlist and I was on my second glass of wine when one of my ALL time favorite songs began to play.

A song by the late, great Phyllis Hyman – Loving You, Losing You.  ‘Loving you, is it worth the pain of losing you? Losing you, is it worth pain of loving you?’  The words to that song are so soulful, even more so – because Ms. Hyman committed suicide not too long after its release. According to the news reports, she was heartbroken and tired of being lonely – even when she wasn’t alone.  I hope that everyone understands the difference.

I stared off into space, lost in the quagmire of my own mind, as the words to that song careened around in my head. I hit the continuous play button and sang along with Ms Hyman as I pondered my own WTF question.  Acceptance, Trust, Devotion or Sex.  If I could only have one, which one would I choose.  I’ve had varying degrees of three of the choices, but the fourth I’ve never experienced. On some levels, I’ve often questioned whether the fourth was even in the realm of possibility for someone like me.

‘Loving you, is it worth the pain of losing you? Losing you, is it worth pain of loving you?’

I don’t know when I drifted off to sleep, still sitting in my recliner. It wasn’t the first night I’d fallen asleep with my hand on my crotch.  Something warm and wet slithered into my consciousness. I didn’t want to wake up. I was dancing with an Angel in the pale moonlight and it was glorious.  ‘Loving you, is it worth the pain of losing you? Losing you, is it worth pain of loving you?’

“Benji, wake up – we need to talk,” said a silken female voice in my ear.

My eyes snapped open, but I didn’t move a muscle or a say a word. This has to be a dream, but just in case.  It was pitch-dark in the room and I couldn’t see crap.

Something bit my nipple through my shirt and this time I spoke. “WTF, that feels good – can you do it again,” I said.

“Benji, stop fooling around, we need to talk.”  Shit – I recognized her voice.

I growled. “WTF-Genie, damn – you have got to stop sneaking up on me in the middle of the night. What the hell are you doing here and what do you want this time?”

A small lamp next to my chair came on.  It took a second for my eyes to adjust and then there she stood in all her mystical glory. The last time I saw her she was buck-ass naked. Tonight she wore a silver sheath of a dress that hugged all her generous curves.  Eddies of magic swirled around her, one moment she looked like Angelina, the next moment she looked like J-Lo and when I blinked – she looked like Halle Berry.

She smiled. “Benji, I can be whoever you want me to be, after all – this is your fantasy.”

“Grrrrghr, well if this is my fantasy, why do you have clothes on for this visit?”

“Considering the gravity of the situation, I thought it would best if I were clothed, so not to distract you. Benjamin, I’m worried about you,” she said in a voice muted with worry.

Welcome to the club, I’m worried about me too. “Listen WTF-Genie, I truly love mentally masturbating when you’re in the room, but there are better ways for you to coax a wet dream out of me. Why don’t you come back in the morning when I’m awake?”

A rustle of cloth and movement in the dark corner of the room caught my attention. Out of the shadows stepped a tall, willowy figure. As she got closer, a groan tickled the back of my throat at the sight of her sheer beauty.  OMG – she was freaking gorgeous. Her hips sang when she walked – a sensual tune of wanton sexuality. Waves of pheromones wafted around her and my cock stirred in my pants.  I closed my eyes to calm my breathing and when I opened them again, she had dropped to her knees directly in front of me. Her coal black eyes locked with mine.

I sat rooted in my chair. “Who – who are you?” I croaked.  Fuck, let’s try that again. I cleared my throat and spoke louder. “There is something familiar about you, but I can’t quite place it.”

The WTG-Genie kneeled on the floor beside me and took my hand. “Look closer Benji. Don’t you recognize her?”

My eyes hurt she was so damn pretty. “Stand up and turn around so I can see your ass and legs.”

She flowed to her feet like water and took two steps backwards. She did a pirouette and presented me with a scrumptious rear view of her womanly charms.  Her long auburn hair reached halfway down her back.  She wore an ultra-short skirt, seamed hose – the seam ran down the back of her legs and a pair of four inch cum-lick-me heels.  A kernel of memory began to grown in my mind, but when she popped open a red and black parasol and perched it jauntily on her shoulder – that sealed the deal.

I shook my head in disbelief and awe. “Charisma.  WTF – now I know I’m dreaming. Savannah Chase and I conjured you up for one of our flash fiction stories in the Six Degrees of Passion Anthology.  Ok, somebody needs to tell me what’s going on.”

The WTF-Genie squeezed my hand. “Benji-Baby, as you know, since you and Savannah created her, Charisma is a witch, a very powerful witch. I felt I needed her assistance to give me a magic boost, so we could help you with your WTF Question.  I know how it important it is for you to present your WTF posts to the 69 Shades of Smut Blog readers.”

A magic needle pricked my palm and I turned to see Charisma on her knees again, clasping my other hand.  She hadn’t spoken since she stepped out of the shadows. The look of hunger in her eyes sent an adrenaline surge through my veins.

I winked at her. “So, how is your vampire Dom Victor doing, have you gotten him out of that tomb yet?’

Her eyes bled from charcoal to blood red as the blood lust reared inside her and in a blink, her inner-monster took control.  I squeezed the WTF-Fuck Genie’s hand – hard.

“Benji, I’m here as a favor to Genie and I also like you. After all, I do owe you, since it was your fertile Muse who created me. However, don’t press your luck.”

I sighed. “Ok, I love you too.  Now, what is today’s WTF question?” The single light in the room went out. Oh-Oh.

In utter darkness, the WTF-Genie and Charisma spoke in unison, two melodious voices blended as one. “Benji, close your eyes and when you wake-up.  You will have your WTF Question and maybe your readers will help you find some answers.”

I closed my eyes and the last thing I heard was – ‘Loving you, is it worth the pain of losing you? Losing you, is it worth pain of loving you?’

Wow, well Ladies and Gents here is the WTF question of the day –

For the first time, we have eliminated the multiple-choice answers; today’s WTF question requires a simple Yes or No.

The WTF-Genie and Charisma told me I could have it all. I could have Acceptance, Trust, Devotion and fantastic Sex all rolled together in a nice neat package. They promised me a life of total bliss.  Happiness and rapture would fill each day.  My life would be so complete that I would jump in the air every morning, click my heels and shout my joy to the world.  Every aspect of my life would improve – personal, business and even my health. However, there was one catch. Yeah, of course there would be a catch, that’s why it’s called a WTF Question.

This life of total nirvana would only last for one year. At the end of those 365 days, it would all crash and burn.  It would be sudden and unexpected. I’d never see it coming, because before they bestowed the happiness on me, they’d wipe my memory of their existence. I’d be flying dumb, blind and in love. I’d be devastated by the loss and my spirit crushed.  The memories of my lost happiness would haunt me for the rest of my life.

Ah, but those memories wouldn’t just haunt me, they’d warm my heart and nourish my soul forever.  What would you do, what would be your answer – Yes or No – would you do it? Would you say Yes, to have something you’d probably never experience otherwise?  Yes or No‘Loving you, is it worth the pain of losing you? Losing you, is it worth pain of loving you?’

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WTF Question of the Day #2

Hello Fellow Smut Lovers, my name is Benjamin T. Russell – Author & Provocateur and I’m your host today at 69 Shades of Smut. I want to thank you for stopping by and visiting our Blog. I have what I hope is an interesting proposition for you today. A WTF question I believe you will find to be both interesting and thought provoking.

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Ok, let’s get this show on the road. A few weeks ago, I woke up in the middle of the night and I just couldn’t go back to sleep. In and of itself, that’s not unusual – because my Muse often interrupts my sleep by caressing my mind with the wet heat of her fertile imagination. On this particular night, it wasn’t my muse, Jezebel, who woke me from a sound, albeit all too brief slumber – it was the demon of uncertainty who roused me out bed. That S.O.B. pops up at the most inopportune times, but that’s the subject of another post.

Anyway, on this night I decided to get up and watch a movie. Surely, there must be some informmercials that would bore me back to sleep. Well, thanks to the miracle of satellite TV, I actually found a good movie on. One of personal favorites – “What Women Want”, starring Mel Gibson – before he became a bad guy.  I think it’s technically classified as a chick-flick and before you ask, I am already on record for admitting that I do watch chick-flicks.

In case you haven’t seen it, the premise of this movie is that somehow Mel Gibson acquires the power to know what women are thinking, what they want.  WTF – how cool is that?

There are all these comic book super hero movies out now and the hero has these fantastic super powers. There is super strength, super speed, the cape, shield, suit of armor, ability to crawl up walls, even a big ass enchanted hammer. But WTF, being able to know what a woman wants, hot damn – now that is a real super power. Crap, half the time I don’t even know what I want, hence one of the reasons I was up watching Mel Gibson that night.  WTF, do women even know what they want?  Oops, that is clearly another post.

Well, since I’d seen it 69 times before, the movie put me to sleep or maybe it was the last swig of wine in the bottle I cradled in my arms as I drifted off. In my sleep, I dreamed of what I’d do with the super power to know what women wanted and I started stroking my – wine bottle. It was hard, wet and in my dazed state, it became the focus of my mental energy.

Ok, so here is where it gets a little weird. In a puff of smoke, a genie appeared. She was blonde, nude – sexy as hell and damn she reminded me of someone, but I couldn’t put a name to her face, maybe because I hardly looked at her face.

“WTF, who the heck are you,” I exclaimed.

She straddled my lap and licked my lips. “I am the WTF-Genie and you have summoned me by stroking your – bottle. I am here to give you insight into the WTF question on your mind and oh by the way, I think it will make a great 69 Shades of Smut Blog post. I really love that site. I’ve read everything by every writer who is a part of that group. You guys rock.”

I shifted in my chair and tried to make sure my ‘bottle’ was properly aligned. “Ok WTF-Genie, tell me what’s on your mind.”

Ladies and Gentlemen, here is the WTF Question of the Day –

If you could ask the WTF-Genie to endow your Mate, SO, Husband, Wife, Boyfriend, Girlfriend or whatever, with one of the following qualities – which one would you chose?

I know some of you will want to cheat and try to create a hybrid, some combination of the qualities listed, but that’s not how this WTF question works. Just One, you can only pick one quality to have infused into the very DNA of the person you chose. Think long and hard about what you want, the WTF-Genie is watching.

  1. Acceptance – Absolutely and complete acceptance of all of you. Every wrinkle, bad habit and any other quirks you might have. When this quality is instilled into a person, not only will he/she accept you and all your faults, they will also “get” you too. They will understand you in ways you don’t even understand. You can read more on the power and allure of Acceptance, by clicking on the embedded link in my author friend Cassandre Dayne’s name and checking out one of her more intriguing blog posts.
  2. Devotion – Utter and complete devotion. Making you happy makes them happy. They will put your wants and needs before their own. Nothing is more important to them than seeing a smile on your face and doing anything they can possibly do to give you joy.
  3. Trust – I’m stealing this definition from my author friend E. R. Pierce, you can click on the embedded link in her name to read a very interesting blog post that she did on the subject of trust. The WTF-Genie can give your other what’s need for you to have identity-based trust in him/her. Identity based trust is the deepest and most intimate level of trust. You share your hopes, dreams and fears with another, and hope to fuck they don’t squander your heart. You allow yourself to become vulnerable and you know in your heart, soul and mind the other person won’t take advantage of you or hurt you on purpose. This doesn’t mean the other person accepts you and your issues, but you trust them not to betray you.
  4. Sex – OMG, you can look at this other person and have an orgasm. Sex with this person exceeds your wildest fantasies. There is absolutely nothing this person can’t or won’t do to get you off. When you’re having sex with this person, it is a physical and emotional connection that rocks your world EVERY TIME.

Ok Smut Lovers – please leave your comments and help me answer the WTF Question.  Can you guess what quality I’d want to have the WTF-Genie trickle down the throat of the person I chose? What about you, what do you want?

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WTF Question of the Day

Benjamin T. Russell

Hello Fellow Smut Lovers, I’m Benjamin Russell – Author & Provocateur and I’m your host today at 69 Shades of Smut. I want to thank you for stopping by and visiting our Blog. I’ve gotta a feeling – that today is gonna be a good, good day, so let us rejoice and be glad in it. By the way, if you haven’t already done so, you can LIKE me on Facebook by clicking in the embedded link in my name.

Today I was supposed to do an interview with one of the characters from my book, but my muse Jezebel, decided she wanted to do something else. Jez and I have this very interesting relationship, when she speaks – I actually listen. You can learn more about Jezebel by clicking on the embedded link in her name. Anyway, we decided to flip the planned script for today and post a WTF Question of The Day. Have you ever had one of those WTF moments, when you just couldn’t come up with a suitable answer to an annoying question?

Well I need feedback from you our Smutty friends; to help me answer today’s WTF Question of The Day – Would you actually take back someone from your past, a former lover, significant other, whatever?

Yes, undoubtedly this happens multiple times a day, maybe even hundreds of times a day, all around the world, 365 days/year, but should it?

For real, is this true, do we all have that one person in our past – who we’d take back in a second, no matter how bad they hurt us? Oh My God – could that be true for me too? WTF – maybe?

Ok, I saw this picture/quote making the rounds on FaceBook and damn – it jumped up and smacked me in the head. I left a comment on the page of the person who shared it, but then it occurred to Jezebel and I that it might be a good blog topic. So, I’m going to throw some thoughts and/or opinions up in the air on this subject and then I invite you to shoot holes in anything I’ve said and/or just answer the question for yourself.

Well, I’ve always believed that Ex’s are Ex’s for a reason. That’s why my initial reaction to the WTF question was hell no. However, after a long talk with Jezebel and two bottles of Moscato, I’ve concluded that there ‘might’ be one someone I’d consider taking back – Suzana.

OMG, I was so crazy about Suzana I would have drank her bath water. Yep, that’s how smitten I was with her. I ‘thought’ she was my long lost Imzadi – The One. Notice the emphasis on the word ‘thought’.

Suzana and I had such great chemistry; we just clicked – in and out of bed. In bed we rocked, out of bed we rolled – it was the closest thing to heaven on Earth I could ever imagine.  So, what happened to this match made in Heaven?  Crap, that’s a damn good question and after all this time, I’m still not sure I have an answer. A dear friend told me recently that I’m multi layered, hard to love and easy to love all at the same time. I think she was trying to say I have issues. Jezebel, stop laughing.

Bottom-line, it didn’t work out for Suzana and I – she left me. She broke my heart into teeny-tiny pieces and she never looked back. She said it was too painful for her to stay in contact with me – she loved me too much. WTF? She stopped returning my calls, my emails, my texts and she even sent back the birthday card I mailed her. WTF? She cut off all communications with me as if I was a leper. *Sighs* – It hurt like hell.

However, what if the Universe gave Suzana and I a second chance; would I do it – would I take her back? WTF, I don’t know?

Well actually, I do know the answer, but I want to hear what you have to say. What would you do? How would you answer the WTF Question if The Universe gave you a second chance with someone from your past?

Ok Smut Lovers – please leave your comments and help me answer the WTF Question.

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So what is a strong-willed, Bi-BBW supposed to do when she decides she wants to have a MMF ménage to celebrate her birthday? She makes a Booty Call to her bi-sexual male co-worker and her hot Dom ex-lover. Victoria Carter has finally broken free from a destructive relationship, now she wants to explore her sensuality and her sexuality to the fullest. Ready to meet the world head on, this is just the beginning of her sexual adventures.

 

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