She is an Angel's Dream...
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Posted:Oct 19, 2011 8:49 pm
Last Updated:Oct 27, 2011 8:49 pm
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My mind wanders a bit as I sit here remembering a conversation that just passed between us. Your dark eyes, rounded bottom, sensuous lips and alluring curves leave me still warm with anticipation. I imagine your scent; soft and feminine with touch of patchoulli spice mixed in. Your long blonde locks falling over your face as you coyly turn your head from me.
You have mesmerized me. You have capitvated me. You have completely consumed my thoughts for the last two hours. I want nothing more than to please you. I want nothing more than to touch you. I want nothing more than to taste you.
I kiss your lips, they are soft and supple, opening ever so slightly as my lips press against them. My tongue runs across the outside of them, testing, tasting for another invitation. The warm wetness of your tongue finds mine and we kiss. We kiss deeply, with soft moans as we press close against each other. My hands carress your back, run up your spine and find purchase in the locks of your long silky hair. I let my mouth wander away from those lips and kiss along your jawline to the sensitive lobe of your ear. My breath tickles your neck and ear as I breath heavily from excitement and the pure lust filling my head and heart.
Pulling back from your face, using my perfectly manicured fingers to unbutton your blouse, the dainty black lace bra I expose from beneath it does nothing to quiet my desire for you. You lean forward and kiss my neck. My own breath stutters. My body leans closer and I know that we are both trying to take things slowly. As I cup your breast through the lace, I can feel your nipple grow taut and firm beneath my fingertips. This dance can't last much longer.
I slowly draw the blouse off of your sexy shoulders, kissing every inch of skin as I unwrap it. It falls to the floor in a soft whipser of cotton meeting carpet. My hands explore the curves and canyons of your shoulders, spine and ass trying to memorize the way your skin feels against my palms. I unclasp your bra and push the straps from your shoulders as I wet my lips while gazing upon your lovely breasts. I lower my head toward your chest, you arch your back so that your nipples stare back at me. I take one in my mouth and the other between my finger tips and begin to tease them to thier fullest attention.
Your moans, sighs and soft pleas excite me further and I hesitantly pull my face from your breast and lead you by the hand to the bed. Before lying you back against the chocolate suede comforter, I slide your jeans and panties from your hips to the floor. Your naked body laying before me sends electrfying chills throughout my body. My pussy grows warm and wet with need. I kneel at the edge of the bed and begin to kiss your thighs, your hips, your ankles and calves. I lick your inner thigh, nibble upon your knees and softly suck upon your toes. My hands carress and massage every inch of you within my reach and your legs fall open to me.
Trying to prolong my own anticipation, I kiss, nibble and lick a path from your ankles to your hips, across the top of your pelvis and finally come to rest at the soft mounded treasure I crave so intensely. My tongue darts out eagerly and I take my first taste of your hot, swollen little clit. Starbursts of pleasure explode inside of me, I begin to squirm in my thong panties as I give in to my carnal hunger and bury my face and tongue between your thighs.
The feeling of your hips bucking against my lips and tongue only cause wave after wave of excitement in me. Your moans encourage me to lick harder and faster against the perky little nub of ecstasy. I wrap my arms beneath your legs, pull you into me as I feel the warm wetness begin to seep from your pussy. I know you have cum, but I am still enjoying the feast.
As you reach down and take chunks of my red hair into your hands, I know this will prove to be long and pleasurable evening.
I really miss women.
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Hidden Understandings?
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Posted:Oct 19, 2011 8:03 pm
Last Updated:May 11, 2024 4:30 am
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I created a couple profile because I was told that I can have any or all the women I want. I devlishly asked if I could bring one home to share in my ultimate bisexual pleasure fantasy. He of course agreed.
Now, I am being grilled about the women I contact, if any takers or candidates have answered "our ad" for a threesome. How the hell did this happen? How did it go from me being free to be with a woman to me interviewing candidates for a threesome? Did we take a left turn while I was sleeping?
GAH!!! Okay, so now I suppose I have to "talk" to the boyfriend and readdress my bisexuality and his comfort level with it AGAIN. Does this kind of thing happen to anyone else?
You get it all worked out, think things are going perfectly and then somewhere along the line BAM! somebody hits you from outside the ring. I hate these kinds of talks.
Any advice?
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A Lack of explaination.
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Posted:Oct 18, 2011 8:50 am
Last Updated:Oct 18, 2011 8:54 am
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Okay, out of respect for old friends and the relationships I have built on this site ... I guess it's time to stop the avoidance and actually post something of substance ...
I have explained why I was gone. I have even explained the how and why of the youngest two 's biological father (this site has certainly done more than just entertain me LO . I have explained my own psychosis on more than one occassion. So really I am all out of explanations.
I have moved across the country from my friends and family. I now live in GA, can anyone picture ME as a GA peach. LMAO! I am still me, horny, seductive, insatiable and well ... bisexual.
My boyfriend is an old flame. He knows me well enough to call my bluffs and tell me to blow it out my ass on occassion too. He also understands. He knows I need/crave/love attention. He knows I am a shameless flirt. He knows I love him, but still want/desire women too and he is willing to let me keep those parts of my life alive and healthy. I dont have to hide them like some shameful secret that must be denied.
I am back. I am still me. Haven't changed much in my absence ... maybe I wasn't gone long enough for that. LOL
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Yee Haw!
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Posted:Sep 23, 2009 12:48 am
Last Updated:Nov 19, 2011 10:07 am
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Ever wish you could feel someone's touch from far away?
Do you dream at night of beng kissed awake?
Have fantasized about meeting for a rendezvous?
Ready to travel and be anything they want of you?
Touch me, tease me,
Taste me, please me
Slip it in nice and slow
Make my body match your flow
Harder, faster fill my pussy
cum inside and drench and wet me
I want it all
The hard the slow
rough and soft
a private strip show
Give it to me
Unleash it all
I want it now
you make the call
in my cunt or on my tits
spray it over my swollen slit
I'm hot, I'm ready
I'm yours tonight
Tie me, spank me
I won't bite.
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A detour from the ordinary...
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Posted:Sep 21, 2009 10:15 pm
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2011 8:54 am
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To those of you who have read my meanderings before you are well aware of the gaggle of I have (mom really should have preached birth control better. j/k)
So, in addtion to my 5 sons (ages 12 yrs, 7 yrs, 6 yrs, 3yrs, and 1yr) and the step that I have raised for the last five years (age 6 yrs); I have now been blessed (insert sarcastic tone of voice here) with inheriting my neice (age 1 yr) because my sister just doesn't want to do it anymore. Here I am, 32 years old with now 7 to raise. I am soon to be single again and will be left with 6 to rear on my own and all I keep thinking is ... WTF did I do to deserve this!!!
I've been married twice to men and from those two marriages I have 3 boys. Then I got into a retarded assed relationship with someone I can barely stand just because I wanted to sleep next to pussy and titties every night. That got old when the drama came through and I went searching for someone with a nice hard cock. Whoopsie! Mr. Hard Cock was also Mr Fertile and BAM! 2 more litle boys thanks to the success of this site.
I have raised my so called step- since I got together with the woman I am with now and quite frankly was glad when the birth mother began to actually care for her own . Then, whack, right out of left field my mentally unbalanced, mildly handicapped sister (no joke, it's true) decides that playing mommy for real isn't really as fun as she thougt and drops off baby niece for the weekend and decides I should just keep her. Oh joy.
I want sex. I got my tubes tied for the sole purpose of eliminating the possiblity of additional and I am horny, lonely most of the time and have a whole lot of pent of sex drive dying to get out and molest somebody. Only, now I have to figure out what to do with 7 just so I can go out and get laid.
I am beginning to forget what carefree, spontaneous sex is actually like. I missed being fucked and tore apart by a horny man. I miss being licked and sucked head to toe by a ravenous female. Life got completely complicated and all I want is a chance to meet a guy, get some dick ... or maybe meet a girl, get some pussy. Is this really so much to ask?
Don't answer that. I've become cynical and viscious. I've managed to figure out how to give myself explosive orgasms with a damn toy and now I am completely impatient with others attempts to do what I can manage on my own.
Does anyone out there know where I can find a bottle of sanity and a jug of lost time? I think I lost mine and I am offering a reward to get them both back.
Other than that, I just have thse wicked awesome fantasies that haunt my mind during my sleep, while at he office and even when I am simply cooking dinner. All I need is someone to read the scripts of my fantasies, run in with enthusiasm and make them all come true before bolting back out the door again.
Alas, it did happen today. But, maybe it will tomorrow.
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Just thinking dirty...
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Posted:Sep 19, 2009 2:04 am
Last Updated:May 3, 2012 5:07 pm
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I want to offer my honor as payment, you honor. I'm sure I could make valuable restitution if you'd just give me the chance. I follow to the judges chambers as he honorable Gleason sits in his seat, robes resting on his thighs;I crawl from the door after locking it behind me and make my way to where he sat. The opening of his robe fell away from him and I beheld his mighty gift of judgement, his large and demanding presence made my body quivver with excitement. I drew my hand across his legs making my way slowly toward his groin. The low sigh he let out as I reached for his trousers caused me to hesitate before unzipping his pants. Judge Gleason called me closer as my hand edged my way into his pants to grab his stiffening member. He grabbed my wrist and began to guide me in a stroking rhythm that brought a smile to his face I licked my lips at the thought of having this imposing man's cock n my mouth. I leaned in and felt him tug at the back of my neck pushing my mouth onto him, taking him quickly down my throat. His moans sent waves of heat to my pussy. I knew that I must be good in order to avoid a sentencing. But my mind was consumed by the thought of feeling him take control of me. I stood up in front of him nervous and excited. As I slowly unbuttoned my blouse, he told me to dance. Startled by his request I looked around for a stereo and saw none. He began to hum; the song reminded of days that I knew in a different life My hips began to sway, my eyes closed, and I began to strip for this man that was quickly becoming my most lustful fantasy Climbing into his lap, pressing my breasts to his face, I began to roll my thong panties over my hips. They were only half way off when he reached up and ripped them off tossing them to the floor like discarded garbage. He grabbed my hips, lifted his own and before my mind could catch up to the events he was inside of me; my pussy clenching around him as he jammed himself inside deeper and deeper. Holding me by the waist, he stood and allowed my body to fall back onto the cold hard surface of his desk. Standing now, he was able to touch my entire body. I was open to him and writhing with passion. His fingers found my little nub and pressed firmly as he rubbed against it making me lift off the desk to meet his fingers. I knew I was gonig to cum, but this was about him; I had to stay focused. He felt amazing. Someone began to knock at the door and the look that he gave told me that no door would be answered now. As the knocking became more persistent, his thrusts grew more fierce. Grabbing me by the hips and slamming me into his hard shaft as he unleashed inside of me, he said he wanted to drink my cum. He told me not to move. I wanted to do what I was told. My freedom was hanging on his pleasure; he pushed me back on the desk and spread my legs as he lowered himself back into his chair. The moment his tongue flicked across my clit I thought for certain I would lose control. Not yet, he mumbled with his mouth full of my pussy. He nibbled, and licked at me until my mind ceased to function. I pulled at his hair, willing him to continue as I begged him to stop. My legs wrapped around his head, my hips thrusting against his face. "I want to cum, please sir..." He paused, I thought it was over; then without a bit of notice he forced three of his long, strong fingers deep inside of me as he drew my clit into his mouth. I exploded; drenching his fingers, soaking the top of the desk, my screams echoing through his chambers and my body went weak. I was panting, breathless; watching him as he rose from his seat to look at me, and then he smiled. I knew I had paid my penance. My freedom had been purchased and this amazing sexual creature had taken what was due.
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Pretty please ...
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Posted:Sep 17, 2009 10:40 pm
Last Updated:Sep 21, 2009 10:18 pm
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Kiss me behind the ear
Let me feel your desire
Bring me to the bed
I'll lift your spirits higher
Bring you deep inside of me
As waves of pleasure flow
Rocking, pushing, fucking me
Until both of us explode
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Daydreaming
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Posted:Sep 15, 2009 11:26 pm
Last Updated:Sep 17, 2009 10:22 pm
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Noticing that I am all alone; I begin to dream of you. I imagine your fingertips as they drag slowly over my skin. I get so lost in my thoughts of you that I can feel your touch as it traces over the curves of my hips and waist. Exhaling slowly, I concentrate only on the thoughts of our time together. My body gets flushed and warm as I bring your body to life before me. I want you with me so badly. I want to surround you, feel your very heartbeat inside of me. As my breath becomes heavy and my mind runs wild with images of you, I reach into the nightstand drawer and grab the only thing that has kept me from running rampant after every man that meets my eye.
The base is flat and wide, the tip a rounded bulb that stretches me open when it enters. Its smooth translucent purple surface winks at me in the room light. I draw my tongue over the tip, wetting it for me. I only wanted it wet enough so that it served its purpose; to dispel my hunger for you, but as my tongue ring caught on the crease of the bulb I was overcome with the desire to satisfy my need to taste you. Slipping it past my lips, I pushed my temporary lover right down my throat. I could think of nothing but how much I wanted you. I wanted to feel your cum slide down the back of my throat. Pulling it back out and using my tongue to caress every inch of it, I daydream about kneeling before you with your hands tangled in my hair.
Wet and slick now from my lips I trace your substitute down my body. It glides over my nipples, across my belly, pauses for just a moment at the top of my mound before I guide it between the lips and begin to use it to stroke my clit. I am already so sensitive from my fantasies of you that my body jumps and lurches at the very touch of the toy on my swollen little nub. My pussy lips are wet and opening, ready for me to fill myself with it. My mind wanders to the shape of your shaft, wishing I could feel every inch of it, every curve and crevice of your cock as it invades my hot, wet little hole. The rounded ball pushes its way inside causing me to hold my breath as it forces its way inside. I envelope it inside of me with a hunger only you could quench.
Pushing and pulling the toy in and out of me I close my eyes and enjoy being filled up by your temporary place keeper as my dreams are flowing freely. Licking my lips I imagine your shoulders above me, flexing and taut as you thrust your way inside of me. I want you deep, so I push my little friend even deeper. I want you faster so I being to pump faster and deeper as the image of being pinned beneath you drive me insane. My body clenches and tightens, my pussy squeezes against the hard silicone of my toy as my body begins to climax. I want you with me more than ever now. Maintaining rhythm with my hand, I begin to rock against my image of you. My cum bursts out of me, dripping onto the bed sheets, covering the toy with creamy white desire.
Panting, moist with perspiration, sore from exertion, I drop my little friend to the floor. As I roll to my side to try and bring myself back to reality, the phone rings … it’s you. I can’t wait to tell you everything I have just done.
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meet me in the lobby...
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Posted:Sep 10, 2009 9:01 pm
Last Updated:Sep 17, 2009 10:31 pm
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I greet you in the lobby of the hotel and wonder if you are anywhere near as excited as I am. I kiss your cheek as we embrace as friends and follow you to the elevator. I was so nervous getting ready for you that I forgot to slip on my lucky purple panties and could feel the cool air of the hotel between my thighs on my bare, freshly shaved pussy.
You press the call button for floor 11 and the moment the doors close I take my chance. I swing around in front of you, kissing you forcefully, pressing you into the back of the elevator cabin. I reach down and fumble with the zipper to your pants as you reach out toward the button panel to press the emergency stop. The elevator lurches to a halt and an alarm begins to sound but I don’t hear it as I begin to nibble on your ears and neck. You smell so wonderful and your body feels so strong that I can already feel the wetness spread between my legs.
Changing positions and lifting me against the metal handle that wraps around the entire enclosure, I spread my legs and pull you closer to me. Quickly and hungrily you push yourself inside of me as the lift car phone begins to ring. Pounding and thrusting inside of me, my back slamming into the thin walls of the mobile cube I moan breathlessly for you to fill me with your cum.
You unload inside of me as my body shakes and shivers in your arms. Pulling my skirt down and watching as you zip your softening cock back into your pants, you release the emergency stop and continue our ascent to the 11th floor. We step off in a carpeted silence and I follow you to your room still hot with desire. You unlock the door just as the hotel security comes through the stairwell door and we hurry to lock the door behind us.
Laughing and giddy with anticipation, I drop to my knees right in the doorway as I release you from behind your zipper yet again. I take you into my mouth completely and revel in the flavor of my wetness on your shaft. Gently coercing your manhood to an erection, you pull me up by my shoulders and kiss my lips. Leading me by the hand, we walk to your temporary bed. I begin to crawl toward the pillows as I feel you grab my hips from behind and pull me back onto your rock hard member. I squeal with pleasure and surprise as you thrust deeper and deeper inside. The slight curve of your cock hits my g-spot with every stroke causing me to cum quickly and forcefully. Using every ounce of concentration I have, I try to hold out and wait until you are close to orgasm.
I can hear your moans, low and guttural as you push harder and faster inside of me. My pussy walls are clenching and tightening around you with every stroke. I beg you to cum, let me feel your heat inside of me. I scream with delight as you unleash deep inside of me. Your body falls on top of me as we both collapse to the bed. Panting and breathless we finally hear the incessant knocking at the door. In your deep, sexy voice you turn to me and say, “Maybe next time we should start with hello”.
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