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What are these Tricia’s Tenets, anyway?

Every now and again, I get a little bitchy about what I see on Tumblr. And every now and again, I think I want to post something about it. I haven’t because, well, just because I haven’t. But I’ve been around for a while now and I kind of think this might be a way to vent a little bit.

The will probably be an occasional feature.

If you like it, great. If you don’t, go on to the next post. (That might be a tenet itself. :-) )

-Trica

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It was really rare at first, but now its become a thing: a woman you’ve never met walks up to you on the street and says, “swap with me?” or something like that. And then you’re taking off your panties and she’s taking off hers and you walk away wearing her knickers like nothing happened.
I’ve gotten some of my favorite panties that way.

It was really rare at first, but now its become a thing: a woman you’ve never met walks up to you on the street and says, “swap with me?” or something like that. And then you’re taking off your panties and she’s taking off hers and you walk away wearing her knickers like nothing happened.

I’ve gotten some of my favorite panties that way.

(Source: nude-eyes, via paintedpants2)

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Since my best friend Taylor has been dating my brother Justin, Taylor and my relationship has taken some interesting turns. We’d been intimate before, but never with a boy involved. But now, I’ve just watched my brother fuck my friend. And her pussy is looking so very tasty right now. I admit to being curious about creampies. I guess I get to try.

Since my best friend Taylor has been dating my brother Justin, Taylor and my relationship has taken some interesting turns. We’d been intimate before, but never with a boy involved. But now, I’ve just watched my brother fuck my friend. And her pussy is looking so very tasty right now. I admit to being curious about creampies. I guess I get to try.

(Source: creampieloverzz)

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Tricia’s Tenets of Tumblr, #1: “Repost if…”

No woman has ever sent a photo to a blog owner because she saw a reposting of a pictures that says, “Repost if it’s okay for female followers to send nude pictures to this blog,” or any variation there of. You need to do something creative to get a woman to do that. So, don’t be lame. Most of the “Repost if…” postings are lame.

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I know Merri can’t feel what I’m doing to her plastic schlong, but she loves seeing me down here, loves the power she feels it gives her. So I give her a show. I’d never deep throat a real dick, but I will gag myself for Merri. But then again, she always fucks me longer than any real dick would too.

I know Merri can’t feel what I’m doing to her plastic schlong, but she loves seeing me down here, loves the power she feels it gives her. So I give her a show. I’d never deep throat a real dick, but I will gag myself for Merri. But then again, she always fucks me longer than any real dick would too.

(Source: charlottesfriends)

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This is Melissa. My husband is currently dating her apartment-mate, Tiffany. In fact, Chuck is in the other bedroom right now, screwing Tiffany. My job is to keep Melissa happy while that happens.
I guess I don’t really mind when I have to pleasure Chuck’s girlfriends, at least not when he’s there. It feels like we’re doing something together that way. But I’m not into girls. I don’t really like eating pussy, at least not when Chuck’s not watching.
But he told me to go to Melissa and do whatever Melissa wants.
I’d rather be cleaning their bathroom, honestly.

This is Melissa. My husband is currently dating her apartment-mate, Tiffany. In fact, Chuck is in the other bedroom right now, screwing Tiffany. My job is to keep Melissa happy while that happens.

I guess I don’t really mind when I have to pleasure Chuck’s girlfriends, at least not when he’s there. It feels like we’re doing something together that way. But I’m not into girls. I don’t really like eating pussy, at least not when Chuck’s not watching.

But he told me to go to Melissa and do whatever Melissa wants.

I’d rather be cleaning their bathroom, honestly.

(Source: belle-et-ronde, via nudity-and-normalcy)

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Ups and Downs

spankingtheatre:

A story of appreciation and discipline

I’m standing in disgrace at the front of the class, in a classroom that’s not really a classroom. 

I must confess, I didn’t take my assignment seriously. I thought it was all a bit of a giggle. Now here I am, my back to the rest of the class and my dress hitched up above my waist. I can hear my classmates scribbling busily behind me, they’ve been warned that any dawdling and they’ll be dragged up here to join me. Even so, I wonder how many have risked looking up from their pages to sneak a peek at me.

I feel the tremble of approaching footsteps again. I hold my breath, bracing myself for what I know happens next. A single whack from a wooden ruler stings my left bottom cheek. I scrunch my mouth shut, I don’t want to give the class the satisfaction of hearing my discomfort.

Of course, the smack to my bum is more than just chastisement. It’s also my signal. I obediently lift my hands from the top of my head and reach downwards to my sides, my fingers sliding inside my knicker elastic. I bend at my waist, slowly pulling my panties all the way down to my ankles. From bitter experience I know if I attempt to pull down my underwear too quickly, I’ll get a volley of smacks across the backs of my thighs. 

So I must pull down my panties slowly… Very… Slowly… And that means lingering in the most shameful position of all. The one where my bare bum juts out towards the class, making my cheeks spread apart, admitting a breeze of cool air that tingles my most intimate parts. For several seconds as I lower my panties down my calves, I can’t help but reveal my bottom hole and the little slit that lies just beneath, and all its secret folds. The moment my panties reach my ankles I leap up, bolt upright, replacing my hands on the top of my head, my face burning, knowing I’ve just exposed my everything.

Behind me, I just know my classmates are surreptitiously looking up from their essays, sneaking sly looks at the pink patches now spreading across my newly exposed flesh. I know this because that’s exactly what I do when others occupy my current position. And then the footsteps recede again, and I’m left alone.

Waiting.

Blushing.

Throbbing.

All too soon I hear the footsteps return. The next whack is on my bare bum, applied to the sore patch now developing on my right bottom cheek. This is my cue to bend down and pull up my panties - slowly of course - allowing all those witnessing my disgrace another good long look between my legs.

My skin is now exquisitely sensitive, I can feel the material of my underwear tickling as it passes up my thighs. Then there’s a moment when my gusset nestles between my intimate lips just before I roll the rest over the tender flesh of my newly spanked bottom. My obligation done, my hands fly back to the top my head, and I wait for the dread thud of approaching footsteps again.

On the next stinging whack, I’ll pull my panties down again. 

Whack, up, wait. 

Whack, down, wait. 

Up and Down. Up and Down.

My slow-motion spanking will continue until the ruler-wielder is satisfied I’ve learned my lesson. Though I must confess, when I’ve watched this exquisite bottom-warming show from the classroom seats: I’ve never wanted it to stop. 

Does that make a bad girl?

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I liked it. Don’t get me wrong, of course I liked it. Beth knew what she was doing between another woman’s legs. It’s just…well, I guess it’s not my first fantasy on a lonely Friday night. But she was so cute when she asked, I couldn’t say no.

I liked it. Don’t get me wrong, of course I liked it. Beth knew what she was doing between another woman’s legs. It’s just…well, I guess it’s not my first fantasy on a lonely Friday night. But she was so cute when she asked, I couldn’t say no.

(Source: biwives, via iwant2play2)