FFF 48 and a Recap

Welcome to the last FFF post of the year!

Surprisingly I didn't put on any weight over Christmas eve, day, and boxing day, even tho there was feasting aplenty. 

I did however eat a whole packet of cashews yesterday and I'm feeling it around my belly as I write this LOL. 

I won't be seeing BIKSS till after the new year, and so last Thursday he took me to dinner at a Mexican place and then we went to the gardens to watch the Christmas light show! It was a simple but still enjoyable way to round up our year. As far as dates go - it was memorable! He came down with a fever and I ended up towelling him down with a cool washcloth! In typical male fashion he was all sorts of useless - and so was Roger. I'd never spent so much time fussing over his boy parts without getting any response whatsoever. 

(And no, I was NOT trying to get a rise out of him, I was trying to cool down his thighs and groin area! Tsk.)

Anyway, he's been to the doctor and is on meds at the moment. And I suspect will be spending much of this weekend in bed resting. 

Meanwhile - here are my numbers :

Average steps : 11,875
Highest in a day : 18,859
No of >10k days : 4.

I'm hosting another do later this evening and I've got some plans for shopping with a friend on Monday afternoon and a swimming date with other friends on Tuesday. So it's likely I'll only be back here once the new year is well and truly on its way.

So here's wishing everyone

FFF 47 Recap on a Monday

It's going to be madness at my place today. I have a last casserole to bake, more fruitcakes to lace with brandy, and food coming my way in the afternoon. Then I'll be picking up some friends who are coming round to my place for the first time this year, so I'm going to meet them in a spot where they won't get lost - and all of us will then head to the bakery to pick up a birthday cake for the BFF. 

Tomorrow I will be at church and after that I have two more carolling sessions with the choir. Some friends have said they will be coming round to watch us; I am grateful for their support.  After that we're gonna have dinner together, so I will probably not be anywhere near blogland for a while. 

Perhaps I will have time to pop in on Boxing Day. 

But until then, here's OLIVIA who's also supposed to be on vacation but is itching to get to her website-revamp!

ROZ has decided that she's taking a break till after Christmas - and I don't blame her.. all the feasting! 

And so from BIKSS and Fondles, MERRY CHRISTMAS everyone! May you have lots of food, lots of fun, and make lots of lovely memories with family and friends this holiday season. (And if you're a spanko, may your days ahead be spanky and bright (red)!

French Food, Kissing, and NO to the Tawse

I will try and be brief as I am parent-sitting at the moment. 

Yesterday night was our Christmas dinner and celebration. As usual it's impossible for me to get BIKSS anything, so we've decided that his gift will be something of his choosing when we're in Vietnam holidaying next month. 

He brought me MY gifts. I got some really cool (and unexpected) organising tools and what-not in addition to the gift that I KNEW I was getting. It's a car licence plate made in our local format but which reads as my nickname. And I wish I could share it here, but unfortunately that will be a bit too telling. So I'm not going to say too much about that. 

Before that tho we went out to dinner. He made reservations (10 points!) at a little French restaurant that had moved from its original location - we found it by accident the week before when I went carolling and BIKSS came by for moral support. As we walked around looking for a lunch place we saw the restaurant! 

We had some lamb, and a salmon / spinach plate, and then after that we drove to a nearby place for ... waffle and ice cream! My favourite dessert in the whole world! 

We got home after all that food and after I opened my presents I thought that one of the items he had gotten me would make great gifts for a few people whom I hadn't yet gotten anything for. So he offered to drive us to get more! But before that - he pulled out some rubber strips that he had intended to turn into a tawse and experimented with it on my bum. 

No. and No. And again, No. 

"No tawse for you then," he announced. HAHA. Phew. Crisis averted. 

I changed out of my dress into something a little more suitable and away we went. 

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When we got back we collapsed into bed and I thanked him for taking the time to ferry me to the place to pick up the stuff. And I kissed him and well, that got him randy. And as things progressed, um, I got wetter and wetter. And it seems, my lady parts are NOT broken at all. If there was any doubt left after my dry spell some time ago, it's all gone now. 

He tweaked my right nipple and I let out a louder-than-normal whine / gasp / something. He kissed my face and said "Good girl". 

Which is when the conversation ensued about how he knows when to say that. 

And after all the pinching and slapping and grabbing was done, there was a great deal of rubbing on my clit and fingering of my pussy. Which is when I noticed that I had left a trail of wetness on my calf. I looked up at him when I felt it against the back of my thigh as I sat on my heels and little-girl-wailed at him that "I dirtied my leg with pussy juice!" 

He laughed and got up to get some tissue. When he returned I went to pay homage to Roger. More wetness and more drip-age and much, much more nipple torture later, I was ready for him to be in me. 

Merry Christmas Daddy BIKSS ;)

FFF 47

It's the end of the year and we've all had some ups and downs with our weight and fitness, steps and decluttering... but WE MADE IT! 

One more FFF to go and then it's 2019!

For now, here are the numbers: 

Average steps - 10,746

Highest no in a day - 14,487 on Sat

No of >10k steps days - 4

This week - our link is PEANUT BUTTER BARS

I often look for health / wellness related links. But what the heck. It's CHRISTMAS! 

These are the yummy bars I made for BIKSS last week.  Here's my recipe (in estimates, cos I'm often too lazy to measure ingredients!)  :

STEP 1 - Mash up 12 digestive biscuits and pour into a big bowl

STEP 2 - Add 2 oz melted butter (1/4 of a 250gm block)

STEP 3 - Pour in a small amount of icing sugar (I don't really measure... I figure everything in there is already sweet anyway so less is fine)

STEP 4 - Grab a little less than 1/2 a (tallish) bottle of peanut butter (Chunky if you like nuts!!) -> I think of it as half a bottle minus 2 spoons (see STEP 7)

STEP 5 - Mix it all up. Then press it into a lined tray / tin and pop into the fridge. (The lined bottom makes it easier for the whole thing to slide out when it's done. I like letting it set a little so that the chocolate layer goes on more easily later on!)

STEP 6 - Using the same bowl I break up a whole bar of chocolate (whatever flavour I fancy) and melt it down over a hot water bath or in the microwave (20 seconds at a go so it doesn't burn) -- you SHOULD be using a little more chocolate for a thicker layer, but I prefer to have less chocolate on my bars.

STEP 7 - Once the chocolate is about 70% gooey, remove from microwave and stir till everything is a nice smooth paste. Add 2 tablespoons of peanut butter and stir some more. (At this point I should have half a bottle of peanut butter leftover so I'll have enough to make up another batch at a later date.)

STEP 8 - Spread chocolate layer over biscuit layer and pop it back into the fridge - overnight is best. 

Ta da! That's two bites of heaven right there! (As you can see, the chocolate layer isn't very thick. Add more chocolate if you'd like it thicker!)

I might make some for Christmas! And perhaps lace the bottom layer with rum! YUM!

Tarts for his Tart

There is this shop see? That sells awesome soyabean something something tarts. And BIKSS was on the way to get some so I asked if he would get me a couple of boxes too. 

I had fallen asleep by the time he came round, so he found me snoozing under the covers, with 'one nipple peeping out' he says. LOL.

In my half-awake state I rolled over and muttered a hello, and he came to give me a kiss. Then he proceeded to get undressed so as to join me in bed. 

Nothing registered until I heard the familiar sound of leather swooshing free of belt-loops. I smiled, and he tut-tutted at me. "My, this girl..." 

I giggled. And he spanked. And I moved languidly to get into a more comfortable position. And he spanked. 

And I shifted one of the pillows under my tummy for support. And he spanked. 

And he spanked. Hands. Belt. Didn't matter. I like them both. 

And when he was done he looped the belt around my wrists. And he rubbed me with his fingers. 

I made sounds. My eyes were still closed. Delicious sounds, to punctuate the silent spaces between those delicious feelings coming from between my legs. 

Wrists bound above my head. 

The end of the belt was under me. My body weight keeping it in place. I was my own captor. Brilliant. 

"On your knees" he said. Not commanding. Not coaxing. Just a casual sort of telling. 

My wrists were still together. And they would be for a very long time more after. 

He had me suck on Roger. While he spanked my ass with the end of the belt. 

And I sucked. And I licked. All over his cock and his balls. 

"Daddy really likes it when you put your face there," he informed me. A statement of fact. Nothing more, nothing less. 

I think I made a noise. I don't know. I can't remember. 

I stayed there a pretty decent length of time doing what I do when my face is in his crotch. He asked me if I wanted to get fucked now. 

The answer to that is always a nod. 

"Say so." 

"Hmm? Say what?" I was clearly still under the influence of my sleep induced stupor. Blowjob or no blowjob.

"Say 'I want to get fucked now'."

I repeated after him.

"Daddy."

"daddy"

"Please."

"please"

I'm not a fan of eye contact. But as this was happening I was in a bit of a weird position and I was facing him. The entire exchange took place with us holding each other's gaze. 

I didn't recognize the feeling at first. Oh wait. Vulnerability. Haven't felt that around here in a while. 

I didn't dislike it. 

Um what's this? I escaped. Got one hand free. BIKSS must have been distracted with something that's happening. Still, I was triumphant! 

"Lie down" he instructed. 

Short-lived that was. 

I did. He had gotten up to get a towel to put under me. And then I threw him a whammy.

"I think I wanna have a cum."

And I apologized for this unexpected delay to the proceedings. 

He didn't mind tho - got me my vibe and off I went. He came back up and knelt beside my head, sticking Roger in my mouth while I buzzed myself to an orgasm. 

It was quick. I must have been really horny. 

He entered me. Slick. Slippery. Tight. 

The only thing he enjoys more than fucking me, is fucking me after I've had a cum. 

Perfect. 

Blindfold

Theere was no blindfold available so he improvised. 

Up came my t-shirt as he peeled it away from my body. I lifted myself as much as I could off the bed so he could pull it over the top of my head. Only he didn't. As my arms came up above my head he pulled the tee, encasing them, at the same time conveniently leaving my face covered in a cocoon made by an inside out night-shirt, left in that halfway place between on and off.

The spanking resumed, on the side of my breast, as his other hand pulled the nipple up making the flesh taught, giving better access.

He pinched. hard. twisting one way then the other. Both hands were busy with hurting my tits now, their having found their targets - one on each nipple.

He rubbed his cock against the outside of my sex, it was delicous. I ached for him to enter. But was certain it would not happen before he used my mouth.

Which I didn't have to wait long for. "Oh such a good girl... " he praised. "Daddy's little fuck holes, hmm? Just lie back and keep that mouth open for me. That's a good girl... "

I was panting. Moaning. Choking. Didn't even do me the courtesy of pulling the collar of the tee above my nose. Just my mouth. That's all he needed. I breathed hard. In part due to excitement, but also because, well, there was cloth covering my nostrils - held in place by my own head lying back on the pillow. 

He pulled his cock out of my mouth and slapped my breasts around a little more. "Towel?" he asked. Yes I said. (I'm at the tail end of my period.. and we like to be safe rather than messy!)

"Lift." I do. 

"Good girl." 

He gets between my legs and spreads them. My stomach is doing cartwheels in anticipation. Then he enters me. And he plunges and fucks my pussy, "Daddy's good little fuck toy... " 

I melt. And he cums inside his pussy. 

Tuesday Toon #44

It seems I have a new follower - WELCOME TO MY BLOG!

You've landed just in time for some funnies. Thanks to BIKSS for finding most of these. ENJOY and as always, let me know which ones you like!

1.  I found this one. And it's my favourite for this week!

2. If only I could actually print this on some of the bottles I dispense!

3. I know it's silly, but this is SO TRUE - more when I was a kid than now, but still!

4. Oh, I planned to put this up last with with the other procrastination toon... but...

5. That ain't no unicorn, but a dog is the next best thing IMHO.

6. But some of you prefer cats. I get it. Here you go. 

FFF 46 Recap and Christmas Concert

This week's recap is lean... but here goes - 

Olivia could do with some motivation to keep moving. Go visit her!

Our Lindy says : 

I didn't do much this week, so might skip posting. 

While Roz is owning those stairs! : 

I managed 3 days doing my full exercises and half of them one day and stairs at work each day.

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Last night we went to our local symphony's annual Christmas concert. At the end of it they usually have a singalong. And if I remember correctly, BIKSS isn't quite the singalong sort, but last year he joined in some of the songs. 

This year as the first song was underway I noticed he wasn't singing so I mentioned it to him. 

"How come you're not singing?"

"Nah, I don't do singalongs.."

"But you sang last year!"

And then it hit me. 

I pulled out my phone and searched for the lyrics on the web - then enlarged the screen and held it up so he could see it. 

He laughed. And sang along :)

I thought some themed cartoons would be fun :)

A Post Work Pre Dinner Offer

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Would you like to drop in after work for a blowjob? It's a mean thing to say, I know. How is he supposed to resist that? You could swing by on your way back to whatever dinner plan you've made for the evening. 

Will I get a warm towel? he enquired. Hmmm, of course, if that's what you like. 

There was more than just a warm towel tho. I made him a cup of Vietnamese drip coffee while we chatted for a bit in the kitchen. I got the warm towel ready and advised him to get naked, cos, well, this towel isn't gonna stay warm forever. 

I put some water into the diffuser and popped in some essential oil - a combination of my homemade floral blend and a store bought "Fresh Air" concoction. And then I put on some "relaxing meditational music" on the lappy - the internet has EVERYTHING and Youtube is amazing! 

And then I got a little piece of homemade peanut butter bar and put that into his mouth as he lay back and got his warm towel treatment. 

So do you wanna cum by hand, by mouth, or by pussy? 

*I felt like I was reading off a menu.*

Cos that will determine if I use a lubricating oil or not...

Pussy, he says. 

And then I got to work. 

I've said before how my favourite sound is him saying "good girl". The gasps that I make escape his lips are a close second. 

I love that. And the reactions that accompany them. The tensing of his hips... then relaxing as he shifts his leg this way at first, and then that. Lifting his butt just a couple of millimeters off the mattress. And resting his weight once again on the bed. His head turning from one side to another as he breathes out a sigh. 

He moves his hand to reach for me. To stroke my face, to hold my hand. His eyes go from open to shut, and then open again. Watching me, eyeing a nipple. His fingers reach for a tit under my sweater. First one hand on one tit, and then both hands are busy. Tugging. Pinching. Pulling. A flick here. A slap there. 

These are the things that I derive pleasure from when I have him in my mouth, as my fingers meander on his skin, when my teeth make contact with his ballsac and I tug at it just a teensy bit - enough for it to register as a different sensation but not anywhere near painful. 

When he's in control I know he enjoys watching me writhe and moan - when he's spanking or slapping me, or inflicting some kind of pain on me. But when it's blowjob time, it's my turn to relish his reactions as I go to town on Roger. 

And when we reach the part of the dance where he's pinching hard, and holding my head down on his impaling cock, and he is back in control of this tango, well, by then it doesn't take too long before he has me offering up my pussy - his pussy - for the grand finale. 

FFF 46 And Read Olivia's Blog

I made it! Look at me getting today's post out bright and early!

So last week's step count was a heck of a lot better than "flu week" LOL

I'm up to an average of 9,404 steps.
I've had 4 days of >10k steps, and my highest number was on Thursday with 12,781.

Yup, I'm glad I'm over that horrid flu.

This week in links - read Olivia's blog. She has a great message on her post HERE.

This spoke to me because I've always had a lousy relationship with money, and it's only been in the last 3-4 months that I've managed some semblance of control over my financial situation. Especially around Christmastime there's always this "comparison", I suppose, of presents and their worth. Which I think is stupid, and my friends don't say things out loud directly to me, but I've heard the gossiping going on about other people and the gifts they've given/received. And sometimes I wonder if people expect more if you're rich and discount your ability to get them gifts if you're skint. 

Ah well. I do what I can. I put thought into the gifts I get for my friends, and if it ain't good enough, then, well, tough! 

Thankfully I normally manage "relevant" gifts, except for BIKSS. HE IS IMPOSSIBLE TO BUY FOR! 

Argh.

My last resort is a very practical one - if he can't tell me what he wants for Christmas then I'll just treat him to a massage every month in 2019! 

Collar - KOTW

In the beginning we had a collar. Not one I wore all the time. Just during playtime. It was blue.

This is a portion of the post that accompanied this picture:

Yes it is from a pet shop. I like having something around my neck that doesn't feel like a noose - ie, cannot be tightened. A regular buckled one would require something for him to hold on to, like a leash - which I'm not comfortable with at the moment. And I think BIKSS isn't the biggest fan either - even it were only a short one.

This one slips easily over my head and the half choke means he has something to grab on to while we're, you know... doing the deed. Heh. And doesn't require a lot of time to get in place.

When I cleared out the toy cupboard after the little mess that we encountered early on, I chucked it out. 

We've never replaced it. We never had to. 

He has given me a necklace too - 

When he put it around my neck he said :

"Something vanilla that you can wear out that reminds you of me."

Which I suppose works a little bit like a collar. A reminder.


[Edit: in 2016 September BIKSS had to spend some time in Germany for work. Aside from a unicorn stuffie and a couple of kinky toys he got me (which I knew about prior to his return), he also got me this choker which I adore.

It's not meant to be a collar signifying anything, but as I mentioned in a comment to this post, anytime I wear something around my neck that was a gift from BIKSS, it reminds me of our dynamic.]

These days he just uses his hand. Or his words. But I DO like his hand. 

I was facing down. Roger was facing up. Into my mouth. Nuff said.

Wednesday Words

I thought I would do a Wednesday Wisdom post. But some of these aren't about being wise. So I bring you - words. I love words. Wednesday words it is for today:

Because it's December and Christmas is coming :

In light of the recent E. Coli outbreak :

I thought this was quite clever!

Sometimes this is me...

Makes me want to sing the song... 

I want to wear this ribbon EVERY day!

Here's a Christmas themed #MeToo funny :

And finally - this comeback to the "Baby it's cold outside" rubbish.

FFF 45 Very Late Recap and Tuesday Toons

I'm late I'm late. I seem to be saying that alot lately.

Well, Christmas is SOON! And December is well upon us. And that means a lot of stuff is happening for this lidl. 

Last Sunday I was on parent duty, and we went out, and I went carolling, and I spent the day running around and doing stuff. And then it was Monday and BIKSS had a bunch of places to go to and I had the afternoon off, so I went on a ride-along. And you all know how much I enjoy ride-alongs. 

Then today I had lunch with an ex student and that turned into a 6 hour long yakkety yak session at my place - her request - where we lazed and caught up on the whole year's events. 

And darling Roz emailed to check if I was still alive (bless her!) and now here I am with a VERY late update. 

Here we go!

Olivia is on the up and up with her step count!

Lindy is switching to salads this Ozzie summer

and here's Roz with her update:

I only managed my exercises 3 days this last week due to other things going on (busy week). Did the stairs at work daily though.

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And now, in today's 2-for-1 special : here are Tuesday Toons as well! Enjoy :)

Anyone baking gingerbread men anytime soon?

Perfect Christmas presents for your ladies - the tasks, not the books!

Pronunciation is IMPORTANT!

Oh Narwhal!

Especially now that Christmas is around the corner... 

Haha... I particularly enjoyed this one :)

FFF 45 and A Day Out with Daddy

Last week was Flu week. I basically came home from work on Wednesday and took my step tracker off and didn't touch it again till Saturday. Here are the dismal numbers :

Average steps : 4689
> 10k steps : Tuesday - 10,486
That's the only day I clocked more than 10k :)

But on to more important things!

BIKSS took Wednesday off to hang out with me and he found an obscure cinema that was still screening The Nutcracker! Whoop! I was kinda disappointed the week before that I didn't get to watch it while it was still showing in the cinema nearby - no thanks to my flu keeping me in bed for the better part of the week. 

So off we went. I also managed a spot of shopping - got a new black outfit for choir so I'm pretty pleased with myself. (Or else I would have had to make do with my ONE black pair of pants and a long sleeved top which are both forever-years-old. We're talking more than 10 years here...)

After our movie (which I totally enjoyed cos I adore Disney movies PLUS this one had music from Tchaikovsky's Nutcracker) we went in search of food. BIKSS took me to this restaurant in another mall which we had never been to, where you can make your own Poké-bowl. 

It's pronounced Poh-kay and no, it has nothing to do with Pokemon. At least I don't think so. 

We had a tuna bowl with pulled pork - and there are zoodles (zucchini noodles) under there somewhere. 

After our super healthy late-lunch, we headed off to yet another mall. This time, for dessert. I had a hankering for chocolate cake. But we came upon a popular waffle place - we didn't know they were in that mall! - and had that instead. 

Have I mentioned I love waffles? Well. I do.

No doubt this did not help my cough any. I'm hacking like anything today. But it was worth it! 

We walked around and explored the mall a little bit and after picking up some baking supplies (Christmas fruit cakes here I come!) we headed home. 

During our sexy time as I was sucking on Roger I realised that my mind was drifting to other things. I know, I know, how on earth could I do that? Easy. I think of blowjobs as a sort of calming, meditative activity. I get settled between his legs and just let the whole experience take over. My lips search him out, kissing, touching, my tongue begins to flick over his most sensitive places, my fingers trail all over his thighs and ball sac, I close my eyes and inhale his scent and just let everything else that's carried over from the day fall away. 

I asked him if he could tell that my mind was drifting, that I wasn't 100% focused. He said he could. But I really don't think he had anything to complain about. I doubt many blokes would take too much offence at having a girl absent-mindedly suck their cock. Especially when she's quite comfortable there and doesn't look like she's about to move from her spot anytime soon.

Still, all good things must end. If only because this lidl girl was horny and ready for a fucking after her nipples had been tweaked and pulled for rather a long while. They still hurt. Ouch.

;)