Some Like it Hot

Gently touching your lips while I feel cup your breasts, my mind reels.

My legs are spread wide as you softly work your fingers down my thigh.

The heart pounds from the sensation of your body, soft as pillows.

Wetness forms around my garden, awaiting your mouth to pleasure me.


My breasts are yours, encircled by your tongue, and gently biting my nipples.

When will she get to my glory box, I think, sucking me dry while licking my forbidden button.

Kisses, slowly repeating down my inner thighs, while my body quivers in ecstasy.

I start to pant now as she works her fingers in and out of my glory hole, all the while, licking up, and around my pleasure button.


I am hers, I surrender as I scream out into the night, Yes, Yes, Yes!!!

It becomes no longer possible to contain my excitement, I inhale, and give her my soul.

Screaming out like a banshee, I explode like a thousand pounds of dynamite, filling the night with the relief of a lifetime.

Quiet now, I retrn the pleasure, and the music plays on.





Porn or no Porn


Hi everyone. Several people have written me in a Dear Sooz letter about porn. Certainly some people LOVE porn, and some don’t. Here are MY thoughts on this subject.

I believe porn can be a GOOD thing, especially if the two people are both into  it. Many times, it stimulates the sexual juices, which can ultimately be a GREAT stimulant to your sex lives.

Again, BOTH parties have to enjoy the porn. If it is just one sided, this could be detrimental to a relationship. As an example, the more someone watches porn, the more they become interested in what the videos are showing, and forget that these are NOT real life or how relationships really work.

Many times, men can become addicted, (as I’m sure women can also), which may leave either party with the WRONG idea and may decrease their sex lives.

Porn is good on a limited basis and can really spice up your sex lives. In MY opinion, there is NOTHING wrong with porn if used correctly. Actually, I love porn, but then again, that’s ME.

Use it responsibly and get those hormones raging, just be responsible. Enjoy, and have a great day.

Until Later…


To Err is Human, to be Drunk, Divine

Those of you who read me regularly, already know that I am a Nymphomaniac, AND an alcoholic. Why do I keep repeating these two things, well, I want you to understand as a reader what makes me tick.

Ever since I was a wee child, I have always wanted to be a writer. I won’t tell you I’m a great writer, just a poor soul who enjoys writing and collaborating with my fellow man. Will I ever BE a great writer, probably not, but I will keep working at it until my dying day.

People have asked me why I don’t write a great fiction or mystery novel? I will tell you the same thing I told them, not interested. I would rather share my life stories, the good,  bad, and the ridiculous.

Throughout history, there have been many excellent alcoholic writers. Tennesse Williams, Dylan Thomas, F. Scott Fitzgerald and even Hemingway. On the women’s side, Dorothy Parker, Anne Sexton, Mary Karr, and Jacqueline Susann.

Why were they all under the influence when they wrote their great American novels? We may never know, as each of them had their own inner demons with whom they were dealing. If you asked ME why I’m a drunk, I would probably say, because I like the feeling that being in an altered state of reality gives me.

Anyway, back to writing, usually, when I write, I am drunk. Case in point, I am totally blitzed right now. Am I a bad person, or a slut, maybe, but in my defense, I have never KNOWLINGLY hurt anyone because of my alcoholism. When you’re a Nymphomaniac, the term slut just goes with the territory. I admit it, I AM a slut. It is a part of who I am.

When the alcohol kicks in, my sexual organs go into a frenzy like I was on cocaine. At that point, there is NO rhyme or reason, I NEED to get fucked. Actually, I could really use one right NOW.

So, let’s recap… I’m a drunk who loves to write, ALMOST as much as I like to get drunk and fuck. Who knows, maybe someday I’ll sit and write the great American novel, until then, I’m gonna have another drink and masturbate.

Until Later…






Wednesday’s Drunk Tales

I woke up today, hungover, and ready to do it all over again. I know what you’re saying, “Poor little rich girl…Awwww” but hey, I’m bored and I like to drink. What better way to relieve a hangover than with a few quick shots of vodka and wine.

I decided I would get good and shit faced, and then see how long it would take me to put on my make-up. I’m already om my fourth vodka mixed with wine, and I am starting to feel pretty good. My hangover is just about gone, and I am feeling as frisky as well, a drunk woman in need.

In case you were wondering, my day starts early. I was up and drinking at 6:45 AM, and to keep you updated, I’m now starting my fifth wine and shot of vodka.

I like to drink while wearing only my bra and panties. It gives me that feeling wild and wholly feeling, like I am a panther stalking her prey. For those of you who may be wondering, I am wearing a pink lace bra with a matching pink thong. I REALLY need to be fucked.

Sorry, I just stepped away for a moment while I let my fingers do the walking. Well, that, and a great vibrator…Wink!!! Anyway, I am really starting to feel the alcohol now. Each sip is heavenly, and slides down my gullet like a snake eating a mouse. God, I love being drunk. Number six is going down.

One more shot and I am gonna try the makeup thingy. It’s kinda funny because I just looked in the mirror and I see myself with glazed and half open eyes, and then, I notice my tits, they look MAHHVELOUS!!!!!

Moving on, base, foundation, sealer, rouge and mascara, some eye shadow and a nice gentle pink lipstick with some gloss. Holy SHIT, this took me 45 min. Sure, I look like a gorgeous drunk, ( with GREAT tits), but NOW, I’m so drunk, and I need a nap.  Shit, gotta go, feel free to take advantage of me, my legs will be spread and waiting. Until Later…



A Night To Remember

Passed out red head

Yesterday, I was at home. Tired, restless, a little drunk, and horny, I had already masturbated twice within an hour, and I was in major need of some human touch. At this point I didn’t care whether it was male or female, I just needed the elixir of love.

I decided I was going to get it, I changed into my sexiest thong and bra, applied just a touch of perfume, and then slipped into my low cut red dress. Boobs showing, saying that I WANTED it, and the short dress that said, “Take me, I’m yours.”

  Now, I was ready to hunt game.

I had my driver pull up, and away I went, hungry for love. Figuring I better stay close to home, (quicker for a return ride), I went to the club I used to hang out. Dark, and the clientele waiting to spring upon single women like lions to their prey, I took my seat at the bar and ordered a zombie.

I really didn’t care how drunk I got, I just wanted to press some flesh. Almost immediately, a guy sat down beside me and asked if I wanted a drink. I said sure, “I’ll have another zombie” and he ordered it.

The man was not Fabian handsome, but, he was 35, had all his hair, WORKED, and drove a vintage 65 Mustang. Now. I was interested. About an hour later, and 3 more zombies into my alcohol system, we danced. He, (Bill), was a great dancer and oh so touchy feely. I loved it.

Around 1:00 AM, I asked if he would like to go back to my place for a night cap. Funny thing, (Hehehehe), he did. By this time I MUST have been slurring my words because at times, I could see two Bills.

I got into his car and we were off to the races. I really wanted to drive, but I was WAY too drunk, so I settled for HIM to put the pedal to the metal. I know I shouldn’t have, but, I decided to feel his “parts”. Wow, he must have gone from zero to sixty as far as erections go, and I was in Heaven.

When we arrived back at my place, he looked at my home and said,”You live here”, I assured him I did and invited him in for a night cap. He said he would just like a shot of whiskey, so I took out the Jamisons and did a long pour.

I poured one for me also, and within 3 seconds they were gone. He was frisky now, picking me up in his He took off my dress, then my bra, and started to feel my soaking mound, right through my thong.

At THIS point, he could have done anything he wanted to me. Nibbling my nipples, while slowly, feeling my inner thigh, drove me insane. He was a good lover and he knew it.

I massaged his balls with my tongue and mouth while he got hard as carbon steel. I started masturbating him, first with my mouth, then my hand. Moaning through the night was now a common thing as he entered me.

No sooner had he entered my dark hairless cave, I could no longer stand it. I started to cum, and so did he. Juices and cum everywhere, WOW!!! I passed out and awoke to a note that read, “Fun time last night, let’s do it again.” Once again, I was alone with my thoughts, hungover, but with the best feeling in my pussy in a long time.






Pain and Pleasure

It was 10:00 PM in Arizona, I had been reading sexual material, and I needed a sexual fix. I’d been good all week, well, except for my normal masturbation schedule, and I needed a little playtime. I dialed Olga’s number but  I had to leave a message. “Hi Olga, it’s Sooz, and I need a treatment.” Ten minutes later the phone rang, it was Olga. I could tell she had been drinking by her slightly slurred words and she said, “Hi Sooz, you need a treatment, huh, for you, my house is always open.”

“Thanks, Madame”, I said, and I got in my car and started to drive. It took me about an hour to get there winding around long deserted roads and a driveway that seemed to never end. I rang the doorbell which had one of those long rings, and the thick door opened with Olga dressed in her Madame costume.  She was wearing a leather outfit with an  Assless back, and also with her perfectly GORGEOUS TITS exposed, just right for touching.

She welcomed me with a sensuous kiss on the lips, and sure enough, as expected, she had been drinking. “I have a special night planned for you tonight Sooz, but, I need you to be drunk to fully enjoy it, what do you say?”

“Sure enough”, I said with a smile, “What spirits do you have?” “Whiskey with ice, or straight up, what will it be?” “Whiskey with ice, I said, and she poured me a tall one.” “So, why so late”, she asked as I downed the first drink and started another.

I explained to her that I had been good all week, and that I needed a little pain and pleasure action to round me out. “No problem, she said, finish your drink and I’ll fix you another.”

I hurriedly gulped that one down and started my third major drink within 40 minutes. I already had a good buzz on, but this drink went down in about 3 minutes, which threw me over the edge into the land of drunkdom.

Madame Olga led me to a special room, which she called the RED room. Inside was every piece of equipment you could ask, for S&M  sex. Across it, was a setup I needed to use. Olga led me to this contraption and told me to spread my legs wide as she bound them with heavy leather straps.

Then, she took my arms and again bound them wide so I had no rhythm of motion. Finally, she blindfolded me so I could see nothing. I waited as I heard her slap the riding crop hard  against the desk. The next thing I felt was the crop slapping against my ass, pain screamed within me, followed by Olga kissing my red buttocks, then licking it. OMG, I was in heaven.

My pussy was dripping wet with anticipation now as she took a long feather and stroked the insides of my sides with the feather and again kissed each thigh as slow as possible. My breasts were next. She bit them as if she was having dessert spreading pain throughout my body.

The soft suckling of them immediately afterwards, however, sent my senses into overload. I was VERY HORNY and I needed to CUM!!!

I begged her to finish me off, but again, she worked my ass like a pro and told me to shut up. Finally, what seemed like hours, came to an end as she placed her riding crop between my pussy and made me lick my own juices.

She kissed my lips gently and then continued all the way down to my steaming crotch. She put her tongue inside my vagina, all the while fingering the hole in my ass. I could take it no longer, I writhed in the darkness and exploded. Cum came flying out of me as I reached a Vaginal Orgasm and I spurted all over her floor. I was satisfied and exhausted. Olga took me down from my makeshift cross, kissed me, and handed me a strong whiskey.

We drank and talked the night away, and finally fell asleep in Olga’s bed. The next morning I showered, while Olga accompanied me, got dressed, thanked her for a lovely time and left, knowing that I would be back again soon.










Luscious, Succulent Sex

For those of you who may be wondering, I am in a VERY sexy mood this afternoon. I am thing about and picturing SEX. Yes, yes, I know that sex is about love and the relationship and all of that, but, there is ALSO sex as in LUST; the Hot, Sweaty, Horny, and Salacious sex, that’s what I’M talking about.

I am HORNY and I NEED SEX…NOW. I just finished reading a very sexy book and now I want to act out the character. Hey, don’t judge me, I am sure that there are a LOT of good folks just like me who right now, are wet as a river and want to jump on a nice pecker or twat.

OK, yes, I may have been drinking a “little” while I was reading, but, that doesn’t take away the cravings, it ONLY enhances them. My legs are spread wide, and my fingers just slipped underneath my G String. I am WET and I need to be pleasured.

There is no one around so I MUST take care of my OWN needs. Too bad a lot of my readers aren’t closer right now. See you all on the flip side…Ummmm, I just tasted myself….Yummy.


Just Ask Sooz

Image result for sexy lap dances

Dear Sooz:

I realize this sounds stupid coming from a 25 year old woman, but, none the less I would like your opinion. The other night, my boyfriend and I went to a club and came home a little drunk.

We were on my couch with just our tops and underwear on. I was on his lap pretending to give him a lap dance, when all of a sudden, he ejaculated. My question here is this, my panties got wet when he ejaculated and so did my Vagina.

Is it possible for his semen to have penetrated me, and do I have to look forward to a possible pregnancy? Some of friends tell me yes while others say no. I am currently one week overdue and I am in a frazzle right now. Just so you have all the facts, this is the first time any type of sex where ejaculate has occurred.

Feeling Down


Dear Feeling Down:

Good news my friend, unless he delivered a load of oh, let’s say a DUMP TRUCK full onto your panties, the “odds are in your favor”. You are about 99.999% guaranteed NOT to have gotten pregnant.

Semen going through clothes, then entering the Vagina and travelling up the Cervix, is just about impossible. You are probably overdue because of your angst. Sit back, CLOSE your legs, and keep your feet up. You dodged a bullet.

Since your boyfriend has experienced sexual climax with you, it might be a good idea to be a little more careful next time, unless of course you WANT to have sex. Good luck to you and Happy Holidays.


Odd but True Xmas Gifts

Sexy woman in panties

OK, here’s the low down, it’s getting time to buy all your Xmas presents, as Black Friday approaches. Sure, you can buy aunt Ghirta her FAVORITE socks again, and certainly let’s not forget Uncle Clyde’s favorite booze so he can STAY pickled, OR, you can shop at Sooz’s home delivery facility and use some of MY gift ideas.

Mine may be a little offbeat, however, I’ve been told there is a niche for everyone, right? Here are just a few of my ideas for Xmas that will wet ANYONE’S whistle.

  • Disappearing Hair Mug –Yup that’s right, it starts, showing a full frontal view of my pussy. As you drink your favorite beverage, my pubic hair disappears until I am as shaved as a brand new spankin’ baby. Just imagine the possibilities? Only 15.99


  • Trip the Light Fantastic With Sooz Handbook—People, you don’t wanna miss out on this. This will show you HOW to get a date, where to go, and what to DO when the timing is right. The perfect handbook for every guy and gal. A steal at only 22.95.


  • Masturbation Handguide for Dummys—Yes, yes, I can hear you now, “But Sooz, I KNOW how to masturbate”. Believe me folks, you may know how to choke the chicken, or make yourself pulsate like a river, BUT, I guarantee UNBELIEVABLE MIND BLOWING EXPERIENCES after you read my book. Who doesn’t want to CUM 6 or 7 times a day like I do? Read my book and become a masturbation EXPERT like me. Today thru next week, only 25.99.


  • A Date with Sooz—OK folks, this was a last minute decision, but, I NEED to get LAID. For only 250.00, you can date me, converse with me, and if your lucky, take me to your place and show me a good time. (Wink…Wink).


OR, those socks are still available. The choice is YOURS, I’m SURE you will make the RIGHT one. Muah!!!





Sex, Masturbation and Master Slave



Dear Internet

 I use you each and every day and I don’t understand why you give me prompts for writing that suggest- Sex, Master Slave, and Masturbation. Yes, while it is true that I occasionally talk about Sex and Masturbation, I hardly EVER discusses my Master Slave proclivities.

Don’t get me wrong, I don’t MIND talking about Master slave situations, it’s just that I don’t write about it that often to have my writing suggestions use this subject. I would much rather have my suggestions include Just Ask Sooz, or perhaps Sooz’s Fractured Fairy Tales.

Hell, even those stories about getting drunk or having drunken sex would be better. Preferably, the best suggestions would be about-Rainbows, Unicorns, and World Peace. OK, look, I would probably sprinkle these subjects with Sex, Masturbation, and perhaps Master Slave proclivities, BUT, I would much rather see the above in print as suggestions.

 I am finished bitching now, I realize you are just doing your due diligence when it comes to offering suggestions for all your writers. I promise to play nice from now on and will just take your suggestions as written. I humbly apologize for being a sexy depraved woman, who loves engaging in continuous masturbation, and will write more about my sexual Master Slave occurrences to live up to my suggestive matter.




P.S. My hands are in my pants as we speak… FU!!!!