#First Things First

[stardink]

Are you?

[agendratum]

♪( ˘︹˘ )♪･ﾟ✧

[seoksoonwoo]

#fond

[starkspi]

From "Unadulterated Loathing" in which Charlie chains these two idiots accidentally together by @otsmosis (who made this comment at the end of the last chapter and inspired me to do whatever this is above)

[colourofmagic]

captain sunshine and the best backliner in ncaa exy ☀️

[evigheden-ending]

New sketchbook hahshhahahahahah

Woah.

[normani-kordei]

Thick in the thigh, thick in the waist Thick in the right motherfuckin' places Hits like Venus, Serena He wanna eat up the caesar Bonita, bonita, bonita

TIA TAMERA - Doja Cat Live at Coachella 2024

[yourbasicqueerie]

if i was a presenter at the tony awards i would so at some point on the afternoon just straight up go “ well, as fun as it has been celebrating the wonderful performances and shows of tonight we also need to celebrate the country where all of these shows are made on, please stand for the american national anthem” and the MOMENT i have every single big shot of theater, who once was just a theater kid, standing on their feet and waiting for the anthem to go on, i’ll play “ Anything Goes” and watch chaos ensue

[the-travelling-witch]

mc: i’m looking for a new father figure in this world

crewel: a good idea, crowley doesn’t seem very capable-

mc, slamming their own adoption papers down: it’s you!! sign here!!

[daddy-issues-subscriber3]

Warning....NSFW material ahead. By reading this, you certify that you are not a minor and legally an adult. (18 years of age or older), and consent to viewing adult-themed material on your own accord . All characters depicted herein are fictional adults aged 18 years and older. An original writing by Kiddmandu2. 

First Things First

(TW::: Taboo Romance, inappropriate relationships, intercourse, creampie, alcohol)

   Anyone that owns their own home knows that being a homeowner is a dubious task. It's especially tasking, when you own an older home like we do. There is always something breaking, needing fixing, or requiring an update.

   As the man of the house, it is my job to fix all of the things that break. By me being handy with tools, it saves us a ton of money hiring contractors to come in and fix what's broken. 

   Yesterday, the kitchen sink started leaking from the pipes underneath. Naturally, we use our kitchen sink everyday. We didn't have the option of waiting for a plumber to come in and fix it. I went to Home Depot, got the required pipes, fittings, seals, and tape that it would require to fix the job. 

   I walked into the house carrying an array of bags and boxes. My wife Mel (Short for Melinda, but don't ever call her that...she'll seriously kill you), was sitting on the couch with a glass of wine. As she saw me walking in, with my arms full she asked "That's a lot of Bags, Did it cost a fortune"? 

   I responded with "Plumbing is never cheap honey". As I placed the bags down on the kitchen floor.

   "Are you going fix the sink now"?  She asked.

   "That IS the plan, but you know how plans love to get screwy" I responded, taking off my coat. 

     "Ok then, I'll let you be, I'm going to go and watch the rest of my movie in the bedroom" She said, turning off the TV, and grabbing her glass of wine. 

   "Okey doke", I replied. As I grabbed a pipe wrench, got down on the floor, and slid on my back beneath the sink. 

   "So…When my big strong Mr Fix-it is done fixing the sink, meet me in the bedroom and I'll pay you in full for a job well done" She said, obviously flirting but also sort of slurring her words. 

   It was eleven o'clock in the morning and she was already slurring her words? Aye yi yi. I just shook my head.  "Sounds good Love" However, if there was one thing I knew about my wife, it was, the more she drinks the hornier she gets. I was feeling horny myself, and the promise of some nasty dirty fucking later on was definitely something to look forward to.

   But first things first… 

   Mel, left the room, and I hastily got to work.  The repair wasn't an easy job, and it took forever. One rusty fitting screwed everything all up. I had not intended on spending my whole Saturday working on this sink. I grew increasingly more frustrated as the job progressed. I used "Sexy time" (as Mel calls it) as motivation to get the job done. Thoughts of a really sloppy blowjob or doggie style sex drifted in and out of my head as I worked away. 

   Melinda is my second wife, and I am her, second husband. Her daughter Cara, is a 20-year-old college sophomore that lives with us, but is a product of her first marriage. Both Mel and I, are in our 40s, but we are both in good shape, and young at heart. In a time when all of our married friends, are always complaining about a lack of sex, no intimacy, and sexual dysfunctions in their marriages, I am happy to say that Mel and I still have a very active sex life. On Any given week, Melinda and myself probably fuck 3 to 4 times a week, with lots of oral sex and handjobs in between to fill in the gaps. We are both really horny people, that like to fuck.

   As I toiled away beneath the sink, it must have sounded like I was building a rocket ship to everyone and anyone with earshot. Banging on pipes, hammering, and cursing at the top of my lungs. I admit, I was ready just to say “Fuck it” and to call a plumber to complete the job.

   That's when I felt something tugging on the button to my jeans. The first thought that ran through my mind was “the more she drinks the hornier she gets" and I smiled wide. My zipper dropped and so did my pants and boxers. I was now naked from the waist down on the floor of my kitchen.

   “Whoa. Whoa Whoa baby.” I protested. "What if Cara comes out to get a drink or something? What if Cara sees”?

    No response. Well, no audible response anyway. Instead, the response I received was my cock being inserted to her warm wet mouth. Sucking on it. Slurping it. Licking and rolling her tongue all over it. The feeling of her warm, wet, mouth on my cock quickly whisked away any inhibitions I may have had. Instead, I just relaxed and enjoyed the oral pleasure I was receiving.

   Naturally, my cock grew hard quickly. Once fully erect, she began to suck and Bob up and down on my cock. “What's the matter honey? Couldn't wait"? I asked. Again no answer, apparently she could not because she increased her pace, and started to use her hand in conjunction with her mouth. She sucked me hard and fast. Her mouth felt amazing. The soft silky flesh of her mouth's interior, grazed over the head of my cock again and again. The sensation was fantastic. 

    “She must really be drunk and horny because she is really going at it” I thought to myself. Mel was really going to town and sucking my dick with reckless abandon. In fact, she was blowing me with much more zest and enthusiasm than she normally would. 

   For as long as I've known Melinda, she has never once deep throated my cock. She has a terrible gag reflex. Deep throating was definitely Not something she enjoys and actually, despises it. She would not try ever… ever to do it.

   That's why it was so alarming when I felt the head of my cock slip into her throat. While it felt so good and like a dream come true, I immediately knew something wasn't right.

   I looked up from beneath the sink, and look down my body. To my utter shock and disbelief it wasn't Mel that was sucking my cock,...

   It was Cara!!!

   “Cara!!! What the hell are you doing!!!" I asked in a loud whisper.

    Cara said nothing and just continued to deepthroat me, choking herself on my cock. She stared right into my eyes as she took me deeper and deeper. Tears welled In her eyes, from gagging and a lack of oxygen.

   As amazing as it felt, and how much I wanted it to continue, I told her to stop.

“Cara, What are you doing? We can't be doing this! What about your mom?" I asked.

  Cara did indeed stop sucking my cock. She removed my dick from her mouth and looked at me with a smile, and said “Mom is passed out in your room. This is something I've wanted for a long time. I think you've wanted it too. Am I wrong”?

   I did want Cara. She was a beautiful young lady with an incredible body. Fit, sexy, great tits and an amazing ass. What was to not want? Yes, she was my stepdaughter, but she was sexy as fuck. There were many times she made my cock hard and served as masturbation inspiration.

   “I have yes. For a long time now. But.. but.." I was at a loss for words. I stumbled and stammered terribly.

   “Shhh Daddy" she put one finger to her lips. “Just Go with It and it will be our secret". Cara said as she slid up my body. Straddling me. She was wearing a very short skirt, that she pulled the front up to reveal a beautifully shaven pussy, with tight lips, and a larger than average clit that was clearly visible.

   Cara smile down at me and she grabbed a hold of my cock and lowered herself upon it. Her eyes grew wide as my cock into her, and her young cunt stretched around it.

   “Ohhhhh fuck....that feels good", I groaned as Cara's pretty pussy slid down upon me.

   “Do you like that Daddy” she asked in a mock innocent baby talk accent, as she began to gyrate her hips. Rocking back and forth, and grinding herself down onto me.

   “Oh my God… yes” I responded.

   Cara increased her rhythm and decided to hump me quicker and faster. At one point, she stopped rocking, and started to bounce up and down on my cock. Both of us moaned softly as we both hurled toward orgasm.

   She lifted her shirt to show me her pretty titties, and I could not help but to watch them bounce up and down as she fucked me. My hands reached around and grabbed her ass, squeezing and caressing. Her tiny ass felt so good in my hands.

  Cara and I got completely caught up in the moment, but we both knew we were playing with fire. If her mom had ever woken up and caught us she would kill us. Maybe literally. However we fucked hard and fast for like 15 minutes. 

   During that time, Cara had several small orgasms, that caused her body to ripple and shake. That being said, she was building towards a Be all, end all climax.

   As was I.

  Without lifting herself off of me, and keeping my dick inside of her, Cara, turned her body around. She started to fuck me in the reverse cowgirl position. As she did, I watched her pussy engulf my cock over and over. Her asshole teased and winked at me, while her two ass cheeks flapped up and down. The visual of it was better than any porn video I had ever watched. It proved too much for me to withstand.

   “Cara… I'm gonna cum. Look out babygirl“

I groaned, alerting her of my impending orgasm, and letting her know to get off my cock.

   Instead of removing herself, Cara doubled down figuratively and literally. She pushed herself down, and forced my cock into the deepest regions of womanhood.

   I tried to protest, but it was too late. My cock exploded and flooded her young cunt with my cum. I groaned loudly as I throbbed and pulsated inside of her. Creamy jets of my sperm erupted from the tip of my cock painting the private interior of my young stepdaughter.

   Feeling her step daddy fill her with cum forced Cara’s climax as well. She rocked back and forth and shuddered violently “Daddy!! Daddy!!" Cara called out in pleasure as she came. 

   As we both came floating back to Earth, Cara did remove herself and stood up. She helped me from beneath the sink and to get to my feet. As I dressed, we talked about what just transpired, and how dangerous it was for her to have me cum inside of her. 

   “Don't sweat it Dad, I'm on birth control" she smiled and giggled nonchalantly. She leaned in and kissed me. "But I really like the feelingb of your cum inside of me”. She beamed.

   “You do know that this can never happen again. Right"? I asked.

   “We’ll see" She said with a sly smile as she walked to her room. I noticed a stream of my cum dribbling out of her and down the back of her leg. 

   That's when Mel appeared in the kitchen. “is sha Sink fixed"? She slurred badly. Her eyes drunken and groggy looking.

   "Almost" I responded. “Ran into a situation"

   “Whatever!!! I want you in the bedroom. Now!! I need to get fucked" My very drunken and horny wife demanded.

   I looked from Melinda,  back at the sink, and then back to Mel. Her tits heaving up and down on her flimsy top.

   The sink could wait.

   First things First.

An Original Erotic Story by

Daddy-issues-subscriber3

(Aka Kiddmandu2)

[nflballgirl]

I want to open the door for a conversation.

Personally, I don't believe in justifying why I post something on MY blog. But this topic has the potential to get blown out of proportion and I want to make sure that I am clear about where I stand. I am elated about Ja'Marr and Tee's extension. I would be an absolute mess if they weren't re-signed. To me, they are part of the bengals family forever. Two of my all time favorite players in the NFL, as well as two of my all time favorite dudes in general.

With that being said, I saw a video today that got me thinking (s/o to Mama Tee for reposting it on Twitter with the caption: "Shut up dick, opps I mean nick") Undeniably hilarious, Mama Tee. And I'm not a Nick Wright fan at all. But when I took my emotions out of it and truly listened to what he was saying, I didn't find myself disagreeing with most of what he said. I do think that Joe is a great quarterback and I do think that he could complete passes to anybody. And I do think that our defense and OL are in trouble.

As a girlie who is truly attempting to understand more about football and what goes on behind the scenes, I'd love to know how we can build a team that makes it to a super bowl. As I mentioned, I'm still learning a lot of things myself. I don't shy away from other peoples opinions because I truly think they help me see different perspectives and help me grow. SO, I'm asking in the most non-toxic way as possible - can we talk about this?

[digitronic]

coach seein Red..”

[jt1674]

[verachtungswuerdig]

You fear death, but don‘t live life.

[momentsbeforemass]

Step one

I love baking. I bake whenever I can.

One of the things that baking teaches you? The order that you do things in matters.

If you think it doesn’t, try changing the order you do things in with a recipe. You’ll end up with something different.

It may only be a little off (if you’re lucky). Or it may be an inedible mess.

However it turns out, it won’t be what you were hoping for. What the recipe was designed to produce.

This idea – that the order that you do things in matters – holds true in just about every area of life.

It’s especially true in what Jesus is talking about in today’s Gospel. The order that we do things, when it comes to our relationships with others. And even our relationship with ourselves.

If we want any of those relationships to be healthy. If we want any of them to reach their fullest potential. If we want to reach our own fullest potential.

To be what we were hoping for. To be who God made us to be.

Then there’s something that has to happen first. As Jesus tells us,

“First is this: You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart, 

with all your soul, with all your mind, and with all your strength.

Second is this: You shall love your neighbor as yourself.”

Why this order?

Because the only way to have the grace, the wisdom, the strength, the patience, the love needed to have healthy relationships with others? And with ourselves?

Is if we are first grounded in our relationship with God. Who is the ultimate source – and indeed the only source – of all of those good things.

There is simply no other place to get them.

Only then, only when we first love God with all our heart, with all our soul, with all our mind and with all our strength.

Only then will we have the grace, the wisdom, the strength, the patience to truly love our neighbor. Or ourselves.

Today’s Readings