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A Twist In The Tale

Hey there Angels!

Wow your comments and emails yesterday were so awesome and thank you! Please keep them coming.

But I gotta warn you. Something unexpected has happened!

See, I had that whole list that I was talking about. And I even put it on my phone. So I decided to go with Joyce to this event that Community had at his school. I know I know this is really wrong but even if nothing was gonna happen I just wanted to look at Jock so I could masturbate about him later haha.

Anywyas, forget everything I said ever about Jock or Community or his brother. Because I get there and there’s a cookout going on and Jock is behind the grill with a few other dudes. I go over to say hello and he introduces me to his father.

Who…OMG.

Is so handsome.

He’s around 40. And so freaking hot.

I’m melting just looking at him. And we talk for a bit but I keep it classy because I don’t want his wife to get mad at me or anything because I mean if I was married I’d be totally protecting this man with every second I had so that no one like me could come and shake her tits at him.

I get a glass of wine with Joyce at the bar that they got going on there and I’m totally upfront and blatant and ask about Jock’s Dad. And Joyce is like “haha no girl. He’s divorced. Go for it!”

So Angels forget everything I’ve said.

Who cares about Jock. I want his dad.

And I’m going to seduce his dad. That’s the end of it.

I can’t tell you how long I talked to him. I purposefully didn’t ask for his phone number or anything. I just left it really open.

“How do you know Jock?” his dad asked me at one point.

“A lot of guys just want to know me, but I live next to his friend.”

“I’ll bet they want to know you.”

I just laughed when he asked…

“Would you like some meat?”

“Yes please I’d love some.”

And then he put a burger on my plate.

“What would you like with it?”

“Mayonnaise.”

I got that line from Alexis and one of her books. I think Wicked Lil’ Brat. I hate mayo. I don’t eat mayo ever.

But I was super happy to slather it on my burger and put it on my face.

“You got some mayo on your chin,” he said sitting next to me.

“Why don’t you get it? My hands are greasy.”

And then his fingers touched my face.

I can’t tell you how many times I came thinking about it that night when I was all on my own.

Mainly because I lost count.

But I’m going to seduce this man.

Tell me your thoughts Angels!

Also share with me your thoughts on seducing guys and what it was like when you seduced a guy. Send emails to alexisangel@naughtyangelpublishing.com and Alexis will publish a few stories as soon as we get them!

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Jock Itch!

Hey there Angels

So thanks for all the comments and emails that you guys sent my way about this. It really gave me some food for thought. I gotta say, some of you Angels make us look so tame with your exploits from back in the day!

One of the things I was learning as I was reading this was that maybe we should do a segment on the blog similar to Penthouse Letters or whatever where people can email in and we will publish what they did. Anonymously of course. As long as its hot. I don’t know. What do you guys think? I might talk to Alexis about that.

Anyways, so I also talked to Alexis about the current dilemma with Jock and Community and his brother. And you know Alexis. She was like okay you should just do all three of them and have Joyce join in as well and I just rolled my eyes because what else was I expecting?

So when Alexis finally calmed down, I sat down and we may have had a breakthrough.

I decided that if Joyce is okay with it then I want to get dirty with Jock. But it feels so wrong because he’s so much younger than me – which also makes it so much more exciting. But I need to set some ground rules. So here they are.

  1. I am not his girlfriend. We’re not in any relationship. He has to be okay that I go suck like 20 dicks right after he leaves because he doesn’t have any claim over me.
  2. Its just sex. Nothing more. I have crazy horniness taking me over and I’m going to use him like an animal looking to scratch an itch.
  3. I may cut off all contact with him at any point
  4. I will actively still be looking for Mr. Right
  5. He is not Mr. Right
  6. I am happy spending time with him outside of sex as long as he doesn’t develop feelings
  7. HE needs to be available for sex whenever I want
  8. I do not need to be available for sex whenever he wants. Whether we have sex is entirely my decision.

Ok so after I came up with these rules Alexis just looked at me weird and she was like asking me the following:

“How much time did you spend with him?”

And I told her I met him and accidentally brushed him as I walked away from the fridge. And that he had come and asked me to go swimming.

So Alexis raises an eye as she looks at me.

“And  you don’t think if before you guys hang out if you put all those demands on him he’s not going to think you’re crazy?”

So I mean I know I want all these things. But when should I bring it up? I’m good at the sex part but the relationship part is tricky. Help me Angels!

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Dirty Dilemma

Hey there Angels,

Thank you so much for your comments and emails about the issue with Jock. So this is a rough situation to be honest because the biggest thing in my brain is that he’s so young and virile. And sexy as all hell.

The other day Joyce and I were on the balcony and we were watching Community and Jock work out and I was watching him do crunches and by the time I was done, my panties were wet haha. We were having margaritas and even Joyce was like “Okay that man wants to go swimming with you? Have you said yes to him yet?”

Now here’s the other thing about Joyce and her husband. Those two have like the kinkiest sex ever. I don’t know if you have a place like this in your town or city but Joyce and her husband go to the Power Exchange. A lot.

What is the Power Exchange?

It’s like a sex club where you can go. Girls can go on their own or guys can go but they also have couples night where you can go. You can watch other people have sex or join in the fun. I’ve never had the nerve to go on my own and sure Alexis has mentioned it a few times but then again sometimes we sort of create the Power Exchange in her living room haha.

Anyways, Joyce is pretty free and now that we had the talk about Jock and her sons I’m a lot more free around her. So I tell her I’m just not sure. And part of the reason is what Wendy was talking about too. Because if I go out with Jock and then he goes and tells Community then something might happen where they feel left out.

But then again, I mean, I’m not a community well. People don’t have a right to drink from me. So maybe I should do it.

But Joyce says “If you don’t hurry up and jump on that man, then I may start asking Brent if we can!”

Brent is her husband.

Okay so wait one second. Did Joyce just say to me that she would be okay fucking her son’s friend with her husband?

Isn’t that like a hundred times more drama than the hot neighbor (if I do say so myself haha) fucking her sons friend? I mean is Jock going to wet his whistle in one of us? Because if Joyce is going to do it then hell yes I’ll do it. I’ll suck Jock’s dick as Community puts his inside of me and his brother puts it in my ass if Joyce doesn’t care.

I’ve been holding back all this time out of a desire to be a good friend and not think with my pussy like Alexis does (joking! Or am I? haha)

So you see the issue that I’m facing?

What are your thoughts?

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Asking Out

Hey there Angels!

Okay so thanks again for all your comments and emails. I guess I’m Naughty Natalie now haha. Anyways, the reason I keep asking is because I want to know what you’d do in the situation. Because there are a bunch of situations like the ones I’m describing and it’s important to set the context for the story I’m about to tell you soon one of these days.

So yesterday I was talking about how the brushing happened with Community and his friend. Now I thought Joyce’s two sons were hard up for me, but Community’s friend, who I’m gonna call Jock was just beyond anything I could ever have expected.

I mean, I just brushed across his dick a bit because the space was so tight. But what does he do?

He knocks on my door the next day. And asks if I want to go swimming sometime.

Now Angels, I know you’re probably like, it’s winter. What is he talking about. But there’s actually a W Hotel close by and they have an indoor pool and hot tub and lounge area part of their Bliss Spa experience and Jock is asking if I want to go there.

So, this guy is not related to Joyce in any way. And he’s hot as sin. And 19 years old.

It seems so dirty to. Does anyone feel me?

But I’m not ready to give it up yet. And I know that it’s still pretty wrong since Joyce is my friend and what if Jock tells Community and his brother and they get upset.

So I’m not sure what to do so I tell him I’ll think about it and I take his phone number.

I ask Joyce to have some wine with me across the street at a winebar that Alexis usually used to go to and I tell Joyce about Jock knocking on my door and tell her the whole story. I don’t mention accidentally brushing up against his dick but I do say that he was pretty into me.

So first off, cheers to all the Angels who were saying that Joyce probably noticed because the first thing she says is that she’s been so amused how her two sons can’t get enough of me and how Jock was just devouring me with her eyes. I’m a bit flustered because I don’t know what to say but Joyce Is just laughing it off. We’re about the same age almost – Joyce is maybe a few years older than me but she had kids super early in life.

She seems to not mind at all that I’m dressed all slutty around her kids and against I think its because she dresses pretty sexy too. And she is all for me going swimming with Jock. I mean lets be real. He’s going to see my in a tiny black bikini. I’m going to ask him to rub lotion on me. And tell him to go lower until he’s cupping my ass. Then I’m going to rub my ass against his dick and pretend to be all innocent. That’s what you do when you go swimming with someone right?

Share your thoughts with me Angels!

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Brushing

Hey there Angels,

So let me just start by saying thanks to all of you who emailed saying that no I didn’t do anything wrong. Also to people who commented.

Yes, I am a tease. Why should guys get to have all the fun.

Also, yes I do know what it does to those guys. They’re so tongue tied and horny that the day I was wearing the naked pants they basically wouldn’t leave us alone.

But here’s where it maybe got a little too much.

So a few days after the naked pants thing I went over to Joyce’s apartment. And no, she does not read the blog. I was wearing a short black skirt and a matching top. I was going to have drinks with Alexis and Daphne later while Lana was going to be writing so I didn’t want to change. Joyce had asked me if I wanted to come over and have a few glasses of wine and I thought that would be great pre-game.

So I get there and we’re hanging out. Now the thing about Joyce is that she gets a lot of phone calls from clients and prospective clients. And after two or three glasses of wine she got a call just as her son and one of his friends came over. This is the son that goes to community college.

So he’s literally staring at me from the kitchen counter and Joyce is on the phone. At a certain point she gets up to go to their office that she and her husband have and I decide okay I’m bored so I get up off the couch and walk to the counter where her son, lets call him Community, is sitting with his friend trying desperately not to ogle me.

Now my top has a plunging neckline so I go over to the counter and bend a bit to give them a good view as I say hello and ask them whats up. You should hear these guys. Normally they have a lot of game I can tell but in the moment when I’m talking to them they sound half alive. They sound like they’ve forgotten half the English language.

So I decide to drive it up a notch and I walk over to them and past them, brushing them slightly, and open the fridge door where I bend over, giving them a view of you know what and go to pull the bottle of wine out.

I may even have shook my ass a bit.

If their looks could heat things up I’m sure parts of me would be on fire haha.  After I get the wine bottle I pour some back at the counter, which I get to by brushing against them.

The second time I brushed them (a part of this is unintentional since there is not that much space) I literally feel Community’s friend’s cock through his jeans because its hard as a rock. Not like I tried to grab it or anything but I feel it brush up against me as I squeezed by.

I thought I was having a good time, but Angels let me know if that’s going too far?

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Natalie Does Wrong?!

Hey there Angels

So thanks for your comments and your emails based on my last post. And I agree with Margaret and Mona that Joyce is my friend so I wasn’t going to actively go and rob the cradle haha. I mean don’t get me wrong, one of the guys, the younger one who was 18 is a starting quarterback. No girlfriend because they recently broke up based on the idle chit chat I had with him but he had a pretty nice young body.

But he was just too young and immature, if you know what I mean? And his brother who was in community college was also playing football before he graduated. He was a strong safety and he had the body to prove it.

So no, when they openly acted young and drool over me, I don’t really respond in kind even though I know that it might be sort of fun out of respect for my friend, you know?

But the thing is, I am sort of naughty and I don’t know if it makes me worse.

When I go to visit, and especially when I know I’ll be running into them, I’ve made it a point to dress as sexy as I can. Now I’m the kind of person who will do their face at the beginning of the day and then touch it up to even go get a carton of milk from the store.

But if I know that I’m hanging out with Joyce? I’ll make sure to put on those yoga pants that are extra tight.

Joyce doesn’t seem to mind because she has a pretty good body herself (from years of being in the gym) and her sometimes job of personal trainer so she dresses pretty sexy around the house.

So one day really put it into perspective for me.

I went to go see Joyce because we were going to go over some story ideas over a bottle of wine. She loves the smut and reads it constantly. So I’m like a fountain of filth for her haha.

Anyways I knew that at least one of the sons was coming home in the afternoon so I put on my naked pants. These are yoga pants that aren’t see through, but they’re thin enough that you can absolutely see the color, pattern, and outline of my thong. The pants are black so had I put on a white thong you would have know about it for sure. But I didn’t.

Normal tight top and some hoop earrings and I was good to go. Again, Joyce didn’t mention anything and I don’t know if I even thought anything but I think unconsciously I was like okay there are these horny dudes who will lust after me why not make them drool more.

We’re hanging out and a couple hours later one of them walks through the door and when I go up to go to the sink, I can feel his eyes on my ass. He’s staring at my tits on the way back and if I didn’t know to look for it I wouldn’t have spotted it, but I was looking for it and I could tell he was super hard just looking at me.

Did I do wrong?

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Natalie is not a sicko

Hey there Angels!

I haven’t posted in a while and I honestly didn’t want to interrupt the story Alexis was telling haha. Mostly because I was glued to it as it was being posted haha.

So I have a story for you guys and I’m sure that while it won’t be like the scorching hot Alexis story it will hopefully keep you entertained.

So to recap a bit on my life since the last time I posted, I just wanted to put everything in perspective for your Angels.

Ever since HotDoctor took care of everything and I moved in with Alexis and Lana I haven’t really posted. A lot has happened since then.

Firstly, I found a place that opened up one floor below Alexis and Lana’s apartment and I use the money from the house to pay the rent here so I’m closer to my friends and business partners.

Second, I started to do keto and go to the gym to tone my arms and look good for summer because I bought these amazing bikinis when I was in Vegas. And I want to show it off.

Third, I may have gotten a fan club built after me.

This is where I’m going to start the story.

So this is where it starts. Next door to me is a family that lives in a 4 bedroom apartment. First off, I know what you’re thinking. 4 bedroom apartment? WTF. But they pay a pretty steep price for sure but housing prices are just so expensive here that this is totally a thing. I mean if they moved down south they could probably get a giant house for what they pay in rent but because the dad has to go to work in the city early every day and the mom has to work late they have to live there because they also don’t want to take their two kids away from school.

And the kids are what the concern of this story is here.

So these kids aren’t really kids. One is 18 and the other just turned 19 in September. One is a senior in high school and the other is in his first year at Community College.

And both of them are like…so totally in love with me.

I mean don’t get me wrong, they love all women at that age probably but these guys are living right next door to me. But what sucks is I’ve gotten to become great friends with their mom. Lets call her Joyce.

Anyways so Joyce and I do pilates. We do yoga. And we both do keto and we go out for drinks and we gossip and talk about sex and have fun.

But then the kids come home from school and they’re like “oh Natalie do you want some help with the door?”

Or “Natalie, do you have plans for Friday night? Want to catch a movie?”

So Joyce is just oblivious and I haven’t mentioned anything to her.

But you’re gonna hear a lot more about this in the next few days because the story I have is gonna blow your mind.

Natalie

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So this is the crux of the story about Vegas.

So the last two days I’ve gone on and on about men who wear skinny jeans and drink skim milk lattes as they get manicures with the money they ask other people to give them because they’re not working or taking care of themselves and can’t stand on their own two feet but somehow feel entitled to everything in the world.

Jesus. That was a long ass fucking sentence. Anyhoo, this is the reason why.

So shortly after the work meeting on the first day at Starbucks we’re all walking around aimlessly and I’m attracted by all the bright and shiny lights near a slot machine so I walk over there to see what’s going on. I have some money in my purse that’s just burning a hole and say “spend me!” and I’m thinking good, at least I didn’t give you to Gym Dude so he could go smoke them and buy movie tickets. Which, by the way, Angels, he goes to the movies by himself because he says he does his best thinking there. He works as a personal trainer so I don’t know how much thinking goes on but to each their own.

So I’m contemplating putting in $5 into the machine to start pushing the button to make the shiny lights sparkle when someone touches me on the arm.
I turn around.
“Excuse me,” he says to me. “But I need to ask you a question.”
I nod. Oh, and I smile. Because if Gym Dude was hot, this guy is much hotter. He’s like Greek God hot. With fine features and a body I can just imagine snuggling next to after filthy sex.
“This is going to sound crazy and I swear I’m not trying to punk you,” he says to me.
“What is it?” I ask.
“So, my buddy and his girl decided on a whim to get married this morning. And he asked me to be the best man. We were just here for a conference, but he brought his girl and all this shit happened. I’m wondering if you want to be my date.”
“You want me to be your date to a wedding that just started for a person I don’t know and to go with someone I just met?” I ask.
He nods.
It turns out he’s single and so he can’t really call a girlfriend and he doesn’t have anyone he knows that will drop everything and come over.
“What’s your name?” I ask him.
“I’m BestMan,” he says to me. I mean that’s not really his name but you know, protect the innocent and all. I introduce myself to him.
“Are you a serial killer, BestMan?” I ask him.
“No, ma’am, I’m a pediatrician. Just finished residency last year.”
Ooooh pediatrician means kids! Kids are so cute!
“Give me your phone number,” I tell him.
I call it a few times and see it goes to his phone and then I text the phone number to Lana. I’d text it to Alexis but she’s in the middle of sex and would be like what is this.
“When is this wedding?” I ask him.
“Tonight,” he says with a grin. “We can go shopping for dresses if you want. I’ll buy.”
Oh score!
Wanna guess what I said? Because you’ll find out tomorrow.

Today’s release is Book 3 in the Writing Love series. Enemies to Lovers Romantic Comedy that will keep you laughing and give you a smile no matter your mood. More feel good happy go lucky stories!

 

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Vegas Wedding!

So anyways, yesterday I had the rant about men and how they’ve gone so soft that they don’t want to work and expect people to take care of them instead of taking care of their women. Well, so I was thinking this because Gym Dude was being so needy.
First he was like “Are you gonna hook up with anyone while in Vegas?” and I was like “Listen dude, we’re not going out and we’re not exclusive. What the hell is it with guys. I told you we weren’t in a relationship. California isn’t even a state I’m a resident in – I’m just crashing with my friend Alexis.”
And then he goes on to say, “Also can I borrow some money while you’re gone?”
Now he has a reason for saying this.
Everytime we go out, he very rarely pays. I’m usually the one paying. Sure, he pays for stuff, but where I pay for dinner at a sit down restaurant, he’ll pay for hot dogs. I usually don’t think this, but it’s like I’m the man in this not-relationship we have here.
So there he said it. He needed to borrow money.
“Why? What’s wrong?” I asked him.
“I just got paid and I don’t have enough to last me I think,” he said.
I just looked at him.
I mean imagine how I felt. I’d always been in the back of my mind thinking why am I always paying for things. Like the check would come and he would look at me or find something to do or find something to occupy him.
I guess whatever money he made was going away faster than he could handle it. But then to turn around to borrow money when I was going to Vegas just rubbed me the wrong way.
It’s not even borrowing money so we could hang out. It’s borrowing money so he could live while I’m not there.
It’s like he was looking at me to be responsible for him.
I don’t know, Angels, it just seemed….wrong. On a couple different levels.
But what was I going to say here?
“I don’t know,” I said to him. “Its pretty tight here too.”
Then he reaches over and tries to kiss me.
I let him. But then he grabs my ass.
The dude wants to borrow money from me and then he wants to fuck me?
For the first time in a long I pulled away and was like yeah, no I’m not in the mood. Sorry.
I didn’t talk much to him before I left.
But then when I was in Vegas he texted me again.
He was asking if I could Venmo him some money because he needed to buy cigarettes and get movie tickets.
I wonder what I did to make him think I was his ATM.
And the thing about it is that I didn’t even realize that he had no shame about it. Like no “I’m sorry to have to ask you,” or anything.
Nothing where he even felt embarrassed.
More like he asked and expected me to let him borrow money because he asked.
Ugh.

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Where have all the men gone?

Ok Angels, so this is a Vegas story again!

So this takes place shortly after the first meeting we all had at Starbucks where Alexis was up there with IT Guy and we were like ok job done lets go drink and gamble and look at shirtless dudes.
But before I begin, let me just say this one thing.
We have this whole thing in our heads that men are like these ravenous sex beasts. They never want to settle down and all they want to do is fuck and then after a while they want to move on. I mean I have experiences with HotDoctor but he was probably a bit insane.
So with all this about how women have to snare a man and rope him in, I have one question.
Where are these men? Because it seems to me a lot of men are just looking to jump into a relationship. And the sooner the better. In fact, they seem to want to be in a relationship more than women do.
Maybe it’s just the guys I’ve met but what happened to all the stories our mothers told us about guys just wanting to have sex?
It seems nowadays, guys just want to be in a relationship. And they’re not fixated as much on sex. They want to spend time and experience things with their significant other.
I’m not complaining. But it is kind of hard to act one way when guys are acting another. Especially if you’re not oriented that direction.
I have a lot of problems with guys nowadays. The ones just graduating from college.
First off, I don’t think they know really how to treat a woman. The concept of wining and dining her is gone I think from their brains.
Secondly, I like it when a guy works hard the whole day and then spends time with me.
I do not like it if he’s “unwilling to work” or not sure about what he’s going to do so he doesn’t work.
And I absolutely hate it if he’s still living with his parents.
What happened to the days where the guy would pay for dinner? Or where he would work all day and then come home to eat his steak and then fuck me?
I’m all for strong women. I think women can be just as alpha. But if the woman is more alpha than the man, then that creates problems. Anyone with me?
I want to respect my man. I want to look up to him.
I certainly don’t want him to spend the whole weekend playing Dungeons and Dragons with her nerdtastic friends and then topping it off by watching anime.
I don’t want him to put on skinny jeans.
I don’t want him to be more sensitive than me.
I do want him to eat red meat.
I want him to be able to throw me over his shoulder and then drop me on the bed where he proceeds to go down on me and then has his way with me. Where he treats me like a sex object.
And then I want him to love me.
But he won’t do that if he’s a decaf coffee drinking, Prius driving, effete, vegan who lives at home with his parents while he still tries to figure out what he wants to do with his life and he has strong opinions that show how entitled he is without ever having done a hard days work.

Is that too much to ask for?

I’ve been thinking this a lot. That’s why I wrote Oops! Best Man. Lana let me in on her series and it’s all about the RARRR! beast man who takes what he wants.

And I just realized I’ve gone over my limit. Vegas story coming tomorrow and its related to this!