My Heart Hurt ...
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Posted:Apr 2, 2007 5:28 pm
Last Updated:Apr 4, 2007 9:41 am
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I read this on 62_vintage's blog ... it made me think, it actually made me cry ...
It's through red rimmed eyes and a heavy heart I share this with you ...
This may slow some speeding drivers down….
Read This Slowly
Jack took a long look at his speedometer before slowing down: 73 in a 55 zone.
Fourth time in as many months. How could a guy get caught so often?
When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour, Jack pulled over, but only partially.
Let the cop worry about the potential traffic hazard. Maybe some other car
will tweak his backside with a mirror. The cop was stepping out of his car,
the big pad in hand.
Bob? Bob from Church? Jack sunk farther into his trench coat.
This was worse than the coming ticket. A cop catching a guy from
his own church. A guy who happened to be a little eager to get home
after a long day at the office. A guy he was about to play golf with tomorrow.
Jumping out of the car, he approached a man he saw every Sunday,
a man he'd never seen in uniform.
"Hi, Bob. Fancy meeting you like this."
"Hello, Jack." No smile.
"Guess you caught me red-handed in a rush to see my wife and ."
"Yeah, I guess." Bob seemed uncertain. Good.
"I've seen some long days at the office lately. I'm afraid I bent the rules a bit -just this once."
Jack toed at a pebble on the pavement. "Diane said something about roast
beef and potatoes tonight. Know what I mean?" "I know what you mean.
I also know that you have a reputation in our precinct ." Ouch. This was not
going in the right direction. Time to change tactics.
"What'd you clock me at?"
"Seventy. Would you sit back in your car please?"
"Now wait a minute here, Bob. I checked as soon as I saw you.
I was barely nudging 65." The lie seemed to come easier with every ticket.
"Please, Jack, in the car"
Flustered, Jack hunched himself through the still-open door.
Slamming it shut, he stared at the dashboard. He was in no rush
to open the window.
The minutes ticked by. Bob scribbled away on the pad.
Why hadn't he asked for a driver's license?
Whatever the reason, it would be a month of Sundays before Jack ever
sat near this cop again. A tap on the door jerked his head to the left.
There was Bob, a folded paper in hand Jack rolled down the window
a mere two inches, just enough room for Bob to pass him the slip.
"Thanks." Jack could not quite keep the sneer out of his voice.
Bob returned to his police car without a word. Jack watched his
retreat in the mirror. Jack unfolded the sheet of paper. How much
was this one going to cost?
Wait a minute. What was this? Some kind of joke?
Certainly not a ticket. Jack began to read:
"Dear Jack, Once upon a time I had a . She was six when killed by a car.
You guessed it- a speeding driver. A fine and three months in jail, and the
man was free. Free to hug his daughters, all three of them. I only had one,
and I'm going to have to wait until Heaven before I can ever hug her again.
A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man. A thousand times I thought I had.
Maybe I did, but I need to do it again. Even now. Pray for me. And be careful,
Jack, my is all I have left."
"Bob"
Jack turned around in time to see Bob's car pull away and head down the road.
Jack watched until it disappeared. A full 15 minutes later, he too, pulled away
and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness and hugging a surprised wife and
when he arrived home.
Life is precious. Handle with care. This is an important message; please pass it
along to your friends. Drive safely and carefully. Remember, cars are not the
only things recalled by their maker.
Funny how you can send a thousand jokes through e-mail and they spread
like wildfire, but when you start sending messages regarding the sanctity of life,
people think twice about sharing.
Funny how when you go to forward this message, you will not send it to many
on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they
will think of you for sending it to them.
Pass this on, you may save a life. Maybe not, but we'll never know if we don't try.
May today there be peace within you. May you trust God that you are exactly
where you are meant to be. "I believe that friends are quiet angels who lift us
to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."
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Angel's Pussy...
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Posted:Apr 2, 2007 1:52 pm
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2013 12:07 am
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Hello, I am Angel's Pussy. I have addressed you all once before. Indirectly of course, but I thought I'd take the time to tell you that I was in charge here. There seems to be some confusion on this matter, I am in control, not Angel. I make the decisions, I am the one to impress not her and I tend to be very picky. A bit of a bitch at times. I love attention. A lot of it. I don't feel that I have gotten enough credit nor attention lately. Hence, my little chat with you today. So, allow me to tell you all about myself.
I am luscious, pink, sweet and creamy. I am easy to please. I love to be licked. Touched. Caressed and looked at. I really love it when you tease me. If you enter me, I will wrap tightly around you and sqeeze you gently making you feel warm and snug. I will rub all of the places that need to be rubbed. When you put your tongue inside of me, I will press against you and my juices will flow silkily into your mouth. I get wet quickly. I am beautiful to look at. I always smell good. My clit is like a ripe, pink berry ready to suck on. So sweet. So soft. I am smooth. Angel keeps me completely smooth. I like it that way.
I am tight enough to make you moan with delight, and yet I can open up so that you can pound into me like a wild animal when the mood strikes. Right now, I am wet. I am hot. I am in need of a strong hand to show me that it wants to drive me to orgasm. I am need of someone that can bury themselves deep within me and make me beg for more. I want to be ravaged. I want to be overtaken. I want Angel to forget that she exists, and think only of me.
So, do you know anyone man or woman enough to stand up to me, Angel's Pussy, and conquer this challenge? Serious inquiries only please...
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Damn Superstitions!...
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Posted:Mar 30, 2007 3:49 pm
Last Updated:Apr 11, 2007 8:06 am
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"Once you have read this, there's no turning back. Below are true descriptions of zodiac signs, with traits from a book written 35 years ago by an astrologist predictionist. Read your sign, then repost this in a new bulletin with your zodiac sign and label, or you'll get bad luck for the number of years stated in your sign description.
This is real shit, try ignoring it, and the first thing you'll notice is having a horrible day starting tomorrow morning - and it only gets worse from there."
Okay, I got suckered in by MrGrimshade's post about Superstition ... then once I read it ... I was doomed. So, go no further unless you want the same fate attatched to your own head.
~sigh~
TAURUS:. The .
Aggressive. Freak in bed. Rare to find! Loves being in long relationships. Likes to give a good fight for what they want. Extremely outgoing. Sexy as hell Loves to help people in times of need. Outstanding kisser. Very funny. Awesome personality. Stubborn. Sexual as ......... Most caring person you will ever meet! One of a kind. Not one to fuck with. Are the most sexiest people on earth! 15 years of bad luck if you do not repost.
This is me folks ... I'm a Taurus, loud and clear, whether explicitly in this reading or by the book of most astrological descriptions, I usually fit the Taurean model perfectly.
VIRGO:. The Virgin
Dominant in relationships. Sexy. someone loves them right now. Freak in bed. Always wants the last word. Caring. Smart, Intellectual. Attractive. Loud. Loyal. Easy to talk to. Hard to forget Love at first sight. Everything you ever wanted. Easy to please. The one and only. Ultimate sexiness. 7 years of bad luck if you do not repost.
SCORPIO:. The Sex Addict
Can be mean. EXTREMELY sexy. Intelligent. Energetic. Predict future. Most erotic. Freak in bed. GREAT kisser. Always get what they want. Sexy. Attractive. Easy going. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. The sexiest ever....Romantic. Caring. 4 years of bad luck if you do not repost.
LIBRA:. The Lover
Very pretty. Very romantic. Nice to everyone They meet. Their Love is one of a kind. Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique sexiness. Most caring person you will ever meet! Amazing in Bed..!!! Did I say Amazing in Bed? not the kind of person you wanna fuck with... you might end up crying... the most irresistible. 9 years of bad luck if you do not repost.
ARIES:. The Liar
Outgoing. Lovable. Spontaneous. Not one to mess with. Erotic. Funny. Take you on trips to the moon in bed. Excellent kisser. EXTREMELY sexy. Loves being in long relationships. Addictive. Loud. best in bed. 16 years of bad luck if you do not repost.
AQUARIUS:. Does it in the Water
Trustworthy. Sexy. Great kisser. One of a kind. Loves being in long-term relationships. Extremely energetic. Unpredictable. Will exceed your expectations. Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out. Amazing in bed, THE BEST LOVERS BETTER THAN EVERYONE! 2 years of bad luck if you do not repost.
GEMINI:. Does Twosomes
Nice. Love is one of a kind. Great listeners Very Good in bed. Lover not a fighter, but will still knock you the hell out. Trustworthy. Always happy. Loud. Talkative. Outgoing VERY FORGIVING. Loves to make out. Has a beautiful smile. Generous. Strong. ULTRA SEXY. THE MOST IRRESISTIBLE. 9 years of bad luck if you do not repost.
LEO:. The Lion in Bed
Great talker. Sexy and passionate. Laid back. Knows how to have fun. Is really good at it. Great kisser. Unpredictable. Outgoing. Down to earth. Addictive. Attractive. Loud. Loves being in long relationships. Talkative. Not one to mess with. Rare to find. Good when found. 7 years of bad luck if you do not repost.
CANCER:. The Cutie
MOST AMAZING KISSER. Very high sex appeal. Great in bed!!! Love is one of a kind. Very romantic. Most caring person you will ever meet! Entirely creative. Extremely random and proud of it. Freak in bed. Spontaneous. Great telling stories. Not a Fighter, But will Knock your lights out if it comes down to it. Someone you should hold on to. 12 years of bad luck if you do not repost.
PISCES:. The Piece of Ass
Caring and kind. Smart. Center of attention. Too Sexy, DAMN IT. Very high sex appeal. Has the last word. The best to find, hardest to keep. Fun to be around. Freak in the sheets. Extremely weird but in a good way. Super good in bed. Good Sense of Humor!!! Thoughtful. A partner for life. Always gets what he or she wants. Loves to joke. Very popular. Silly, fun and sweet. 5 years of bad luck if you do not repost.
CAPRICORN:. The Passionate Lover
Love to bust. Nice. Sassy. Intelligent. Sexy. Predict future. Irresistible, awesome kisser. Loves being in long relationships. Great talker. Always gets what he or she wants. BY FAR the BEST in BED. Very sexy. Coolest. Loves to own Gemini's in sports. Extremely fun. Loves to joke. Loves to be your first. So you'll never forget. Smart. 24 years of bad luck if you do not repost.
SAGITTARIUS:. The Sexy One
Spontaneous. Horny. Freak in Bed. High appeal. Rare to find. Great when found. Loves being in long relationships. The one. So much love to give. Not one to mess with. Very pretty. Very romantic. Nice to everyone They meet. Their Love is one of a kind. Silly, fun and sweet. Have own unique sexiness. Most caring person you will ever meet! Amazing in Bed..!!! Did I say Amazing in Bed? Not the kind of person you wanna fuck with. You might end up crying. 4 years of bad luck if you do not repost.
Does yours ring true?
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For Passer58by
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Posted:Mar 30, 2007 12:39 pm
Last Updated:Apr 2, 2007 10:33 am
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I visited someone new today ... passer58by and you know me, I can't stop by a blog with out leaving a comment, I just think it's rude... so this was what his blog was for the day, so here is my dutiful chain blog of passing it along ...
Again, do with it what you will, or just stop by and check him out instead.
passer58by
1. What do you REALLY think of me?
2. Do you think I am genuine?
3. Would you meet me?
4. Do you think I’m sexy?
5. What would like to do to me?
6. Do you think my blog is interesting?
7. Will you post this on your blog to see what I think of you?
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For dz2502...
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Posted:Mar 30, 2007 12:19 pm
Last Updated:Apr 2, 2007 3:45 pm
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I dreamed about you last night. You crept into my thoughts and nestled in for the night with me. It was comfortable... it was erotic...
There was a bloggers convention in Las Vegas, and I had found a way to attend. I was so excited. Bedroomice2003 and I drove up together, we had decided it was a great chance for both of us to meet some fellow bloggers that we were interested in and get out and have some fun away from Arizona. We arrived at the hotel and I went to the desk to check in to my room, he went toward the lobby to meet with a friend. Once settled into my room, I made my way to the conference rooms where the big dinner for the evening was planned. There was a table with name tags available, I wrote me name down in bold red Sweet Darlin Angel so that anyone approaching me could read it easily. Deep breath, Angel, it's time to meet people face to face. The room was full of people mingling about, laughing, talking; the camaraderie was fabulous. I still wasn't sure if you were able to get away. I searched the crowd for your face, but didn't see it.
As I made my way around I ran into many people I recognized, laughed, talked and met so many people I admired and enjoyed but still saw no sign of you. My strapless black dress was beginning to feel constricting, my thong panties were starting to feel tight and my breath was getting a bit heavier with each passing minute. But I smiled and laughed, joked and flirted in true Angel fashion, no one ever the wiser to my torment over your absence.
Dinner passed without a hitch, it was delicious and the friends I met there were wonderful. Several of us made arrangements to meet in a fellow bloggers room for a "slumber party" afterward. God, how I wished you had been able to come. I followed everyone to the elevators, all of us talking excitedly about our little get together. When out of the corner of my eye I spotted a man, alone coming in through the double doors of the hotel. He was vaguely familiar. His face was determined as he headed for the check in desk, his arms full of his luggage and a coat. It was his lips that caught my attention, I knew those lips. I had seen them so many times on the blogs, in my comment posts. I had fantasized about them on my body. When I heard him tell the desk clerk hello, I knew it was you. I stopped the elevator doors and stepped out.
Without explanation to anyone behind me I walked away and straight toward you, my destination in sight. You never saw me coming. I came up behind you, wrapped my arms around your waist, leaned my head onto your shoulder and whispered into your ear "You made it", breathless and relieved all at once. The clerk just looked at us in confusion as you continued to check in while I kissed and nibbled at your neck and ears; my lips covering your cheek and chin as you were trying to do business. My hands sliding over your arms and back, never resting as you fumbled for your wallet. You smiled awkwardly as she gave you your keys and receipt; I grabbed your hands, placed them on my body and kissed you full on the mouth now that I had your attention.
"Where is your room?" I asked. You told me and we walked to elevator arm in arm, my hands traveling over your shoulders and back from behind. The moment the elevator doors closed, you changed. You pinned me to the wall of the box, pressing yourself against me, I could feel the hardness of your cock on my thigh as you thrusted me into the cold steel of the elevator wall. I lifted my legs around you, and you reached down to feel the wetness that spread there. My moans were echoing in the small chamber, bouncing off of the walls like a symphony. Your room was on the 18th floor, we were already at the 11th. You pressed the emergency stop button between the 11th and 12th floors; pulled my panties to the side and unzipped your pants freeing your rock hard cock.
In one smooth thrust you were buried in my pussy. The weight of my body sliding down on your dick kept you so deep inside of me, I screamed with pleasure. My back was banging against the elevator wall, rocking the entire box. You were dripping with sweat from the exertion, the excitement was almost more than either one of us could take. The emergency phone started ringing, we didn't have much time. You tensed, I knew you were close, it felt so good. Oh god, don't stop!
I exploded all over your cock, my cum running down the front of your pants, your cum trying to spill inside of me. You reached over and pressed the emergency button again letting the elevator continue it's ascent to the 18th floor.
We scrambled to assemble ourselves. Not a word was spoken between us, as we stepped off of the elevator and walked to your room. It was a great start to the Bloggers Convention weekend.
Do you think anyone will mind if they don't see us much?
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Who The Hell Invented !
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Posted:Mar 30, 2007 8:58 am
Last Updated:Apr 2, 2007 9:22 am
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It's 2:30am and there I am sleeping, peacefully in my bed when suddenly "The Girl" comes leaping into bed wailing at the top of her 4 year old lungs. She is hysterical. Tears are streaming down her face, her brand new BRatZ nightgown is soaked with only God knows what and neither me nor Alice can understand a word she is saying. "Calm down, weasel" I tell her. "We can't understand you blubberin' like that, for cryin out loud. You are going to wake the baby. What's the matter?" She takes a deep breath, looks me right in the eyes, burries her face into my chest and howls. This of course brings her brothers in.
"What's wrong with Katie!!" screams the 10 year old boy still wiping the sleep from his eyes as he stumbles in. "Where's my sister?" holler's the other "twin" (he is never seperated from his sister long, they are practically a unified person). "QUIET!!!" screams the youngest boy as he sways and stumbles down the hall eyes still closed, making his way with arms outstretched for my bed, "I'm still sleeping". He climbs in over his sister, nestles in beside me and falls right to sleep. The other two boys are at the foot of the bed trying to determine if the drama with the sister is truly urgent enough to require thier attention or if they indeed can go back to bed. Meanwhile, the girl still has her face buried in my chest as Alice has been attempting to coax her into explaining what the problem was.
"Why are you all wet, weasel?" I ask her. She sniffs loudly and lifts her head to me for a moment. She took a deep breath and began "Well, I was sleeping and then I woke up and my mouth was yucky so I wanted to brush my teeth so I got my toothbrush and turned on the water and got my pajamas all wet so I tried to dry them off with a towel and I couldn't find one in the SpongeBob bathroom so I went downstairs and got thirsty and I climbed on the counter to get a cup (at this point she running out of breath) and my foot turned on the kitchen water and I thought it might be good idea to get a water gun out of the drawer so I did and I put water in it and I went outside to squirt your princess and she wasn't outside she was inside and so I came in here to squirt her and I tripped and you woke up so I jumped in bed with you and started crying." Panting, she looked from me to my spouse to her brothers and then back to me and said, "well, are you gonna say sorry for scaring me?"
I bit my lip, looked at my spouse, got out of bed and went to the bathroom to sit for a moment. It took everything in me not to say "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?!?!?!" Then, I came out calmly told her to go to bed, sent the boys back to bed, carried the youngest back to bed and layed down to go to sleep.
Just as the baby began to cry...
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For MzHunyHole...
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Posted:Mar 29, 2007 2:40 pm
Last Updated:Apr 2, 2007 9:18 am
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mzhunyhole
I’ve been dreaming about you for a while now. Your bronze skin looks so soft and delicate, teasing me in the moonlight as you lead me toward the Jacuzzi in the back. I can’t believe I am really here, following you, watching your hips and bottom wiggle provocatively in front of me. You don’t even realize you do it. Your eyes dance with the life and laughter I have come to admire and adore in you. ”The water’s always perfect,” you murmur softly. I walk to you and hug you gently, just glad to be around you. You seem a little nervous; I want to put you at ease. I know you’ve never been with a woman before, but I will take it slow, we will take it slow. I promise you will enjoy yourself. Open up to me Huny, let go, I will be gentle.
You relax a bit as I rub you arms and shoulders, never taking my eyes off of you. You are so beautiful. We can hear the rushing of the jets swirling the water in the tub beside us. I reach for the hem of your shirt, letting my fingertips barely caress your belly across the top of your shorts. “You are so sexy,” I whisper in your ear. I begin to lift the edge of your shirt up over your body, exposing your sides, your stomach, the underneath of your breasts still enclosed in your bra. With my hands, I encourage you to lift your arms bringing your shirt up over your head, leaving you topless, beautiful in your bra and shorts before me. I glance over your body, trying so desperately not to stare. It is so hard for me. It’s easy to lust after you. I lick my lips unconscientiously and move in close to you, lowering the straps to my tank top as I do.
My top rests at my waist, my breasts exposed; I never wear a bra with my tight little tanks. My nipples are erect, my milky white skin almost glowing in the light of the moon as I step toward you and wrap my arms behind you to unfasten your bra. Your eyes are glued to mine. Uncertain if you are ready for me to be close, so naked and so forward with you. I slip your bra off of your shoulders and pull you against me, our bodies pressed against one another, the warmth between us creating a heat that is fast flowing from our chests to our thighs. You feel it just as much as I do. I lift your chin, softly caressing your face as I do and kiss you softly on the side of mouth. My lips are soft and sensuous. Not manly like you are used to. They are wet, delicate, full and sexy, just like yours. A small naughty fire shoots through your body as I dart my tongue over your lips. I lower my head and lay smoldering kisses along your neck and shoulders, nibble at your ears and tell you that I think we should be getting into that water by now. You agree with a breathless nod.
My hands slide over my own hips and roll my cotton shorts off of my curvy body and over my bubbled bottom, showing off my thong panties as you watch with interest and confusion at this new desire I have awakened in you. As I reach down and remove my panties I move closer to you yet again, but this time you back away indicating that you will undress yourself and meet me in the water. I oblige and slowly lower my naked form into the swarming bubbles and coo at the wonderful feeling of the jets massaging my body. Behind me, you lower yourself into the Jacuzzi and move toward your favorite spot and make yourself comfortable, now covered by the rushing water. I pull myself toward you, let my hands follow the flow of your naked leg all the way up to your thigh, watching your eyes grow as I get closer and closer to your pussy. My fingertips gently played with the hair between your legs as you found comfort with a woman being so close to your private areas, and I leaned in and kissed you. Pressed my body against yours, let my thighs press against you, my pussy gently rubbing against your leg, my breasts caressing your own as my lips teased and taunted you. I pulled you toward me, spread your legs apart and sat you on my lap, positioned so that you were open to receive my fingers, then began to stroke your clit. Slowly at first, in soft rhythmic circles, as you moaned and lost sight of who was pleasing you then harder and with more of my palm I pressed against your pussy, willing you to fuck my hand. I curled my finger and let it slip inside of you, your rocking, bouncing motion never ceasing as you brought yourself closer to orgasm, my fingers stroking and massaging you deeper and deeper as you rode them on my lap. My tongue dancing across your breast, pulling your nipples into my mouth, you felt so good.
I could tell you were enjoying it, I wanted more of you, before you made me stop, I wanted to taste you. I lifted you up by your hips and placed you on the Jacuzzi’s edge, leg’s spread wide and lowered myself between them; my tongue coming to rest on your swollen clit, already so excited from being teased and played with. I pushed my fingers inside of your warm, wet pussy as I licked and flicked my tongue over your clit, simply relishing the taste of you, devouring the opportunity to lick and suck upon that wondrous pussy. You began to tighten around my fingers, your hand pressed my head against you, you must be close to cumming. Your moans are echoing in my head, they sound amazing, my tongue moves harder, faster trying to please you completely. Your legs grip my face as you explode onto my fingers. Glorious cum dripping over my hand and tongue, you taste so sweet.
I lift my face to look at you, you’re blushing, never having been pleased by a woman before you are a bit embarrassed. “You are so beautiful,” I tell you. “Angel,” you reply, “that was one great experience!”
inspired by a comment left by mzhunyhole on my post Fantasies Of You... you inspired me baby!
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My Lust For You...
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Posted:Mar 29, 2007 10:28 am
Last Updated:Apr 2, 2007 9:16 am
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Your eyes can cause me to weaken at the knees just by the way they travel over my body from across the room. Your voice can make me wet over a phone line by speaking directly to my pussy in that husky voice you have. You know how much I desire you, you know how much I want you and use it to your advantage. I think you like to tease me.
My mind wanders off with thoughts of your touch when I should be concetrating on day to day life. I find myself stuck in traffic, daydreaming about your tongue nestled on my clit. In the kitchen burning dinner as I fantasize about your dick burried deep down my throat. Why are you always on my mind?
I feel my hand tighten around the shopping cart handle as I remember the last time I stroked your cock. I see a man kissing his wife or girlfriend and wonder if fucks her the way you do me, if he satisfies her as well as you can me in the heat of the moment. I would bet not. Not many men can. You leave me breathless, begging for more, always hoping for one more moment of pleasure. But, never sure I can handle even another second of it.
I miss you, your touch, your passion, your unbridled lust for me and mine for you. Don't you ever just want to throw caution to the wind, pin me down right where I stand and fuck me no matter where or who or what or why? God, I want you!
Are you horny too?
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Fantasies Of You...
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Posted:Mar 28, 2007 11:28 am
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2007 2:39 pm
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It had been so long since I had taken a bubble bath. The sound of the water flowing in the background was almost melodic. I could smell the sweet pea and violet bubbles across the room, as I undressed. Taking my time to pin my hair up on top of my head, I lit a candle of voilet oil and placed it on the tub's edge. The cool air wafted over my skin as I began to lower myself into the hot water, steam rising up to meet me. The crisp white bubbles swimming and swirling around my ankles, then my legs, finally coming up to rest at the crevice between my thighs. It was so warm and relaxing.
I slid myself lower into the water letting the bubbles cover my belly and breasts, letting them play and dance in my cleavage as I closed my eyes and tried to forget all of my worries from the last few weeks. Reaching for the stereo remote on the window ledge next to me, I tuned into my favorite soft rock station, letting the music surround me. The speakers were placed in each corner of the bathroom filling it with sound. Perfect, I thought to myself as I picked up my loofa and began to massage the bubbles into my skin.
I began at my toes and worked my way over my long legs. Gently working the stress out of my calves and shins, it felt so good. I made my way to my thighs and found myself getting a bit excited as my hand slid the puffy roughness along my inner thigh; closer and closer to my pussy. I felt my hips rock a bit beneath the water, willing my hand to touch my pussy lips. Wanting to feel the loofa against them, wanting to tease myself, even if only for a moment. I could see my nipples peeking out above the bubbles, playing peek-a-boo with anyone who might dare walk in on me. I wished I were being watched.
I dropped the loofa in the water and used my fingers to answer the pleas of my begging pussy. I flicked my clit with one finger and whimpered with excitement. Then I gave in to my own desire. Let myself go, my fingers sliding home inside of my hot wet pussy, moaning with pleasure as I wrapped my pussy around my fingers and began to rock against them. It felt so wonderful. The soft, swollen space within me aching for release as I pressed my fingers against my G spot over and over again. Oh what sweet pleasure. I felt my body begin to tremble as I mounted toward orgasm and I didn't want to stop, I knew someone might hear me, but I didn't care. Oh God, it feel good.
I imagined being layed out, open and completely yours, it made me so hot. Waves of cum overtook me, fire shot through me as I thought about all the ways you could take me, all the things you could do to me.
I removed my fingers, panting, satisfied for the moment and wondered if my cheeks would deceive me when I stepped from my bath. I emptied the tub, dried the water from my body, flushed with an after orgasmic glow and walked downstairs. I was determined not to let anyone see on my face the fantasy I just had about you ...
That would be my little secret.
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What My Pussy Wants...
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Posted:Mar 27, 2007 10:10 am
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2007 12:06 pm
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I can hear my pussy calling you, screaming out your name. It loves the way your fingers feel, caressing it. My clit being massaged so gently beneath your fingertip as I grind against your hand. Pulsating pleasure flows through me when you hit that perfect spot. My breath catches in my throat, my chest heaves a bit, it feels so good.
I reach over and begin to stroke your cock in return. Feeling it harden in my hand, I continue to massage it. It grows and stiffens, your moans growing as I grip tighter and stroke faster. I lean over and wrap my warm lips around the head of your dick. You are so swollen and hard. You sigh with contentment as I lower my head over your cock and begin to suck.
My tongue strokes as my lips envelope you, taking you deeper and deeper into my mouth, preparing you for the moment when you push your cock into my pussy. Swirling my tongue over and around your dick in a dance, tasting every inch of you. Listening to your moans of pleasure as you push my face down onto your dick. The farther down my throat you thrust the more you make me moan as I suck your cock. I can tell your excitement is growing immensely. Your cock is rock hard.
You throw me onto my back and without another word, slam your throbbing dick into my pussy. It is dripping wet from my mouth and tongue so it slides between my pussy lips quickly and easily. I scream with delight as you pound into me with force and hunger. I pull my legs up toward your shoulders and open my pussy wide so you can get deeper still. You take full advatage and fuck me even harder. I scream for you. I know I'm going to cum, my body begins to tremble and shake. You tell me to wait, you want to feel it tighten around your cock at the same time that you cum. I don't know if I can hold out that long, but I try. My body is trembling and shaking, my pussy clenching around you so tightly I think I might burst and finally you tell me your ready, your going to cum.
You pound into me hard and fast, deep enough to hit the back wall of my pussy. I wrap my arms, my legs, my pussy, everything tightly around you and pull you into me as I explode around you. Trembling, shivvering, shaking, barely able to move afterward, hoping that I made you feel even half as good. We lie there silently for a while, and then...
You whisper to me ... so, you ready for more?
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For Str8Isis
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Posted:Mar 26, 2007 1:40 pm
Last Updated:Apr 2, 2007 9:14 am
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This was a post I found on Str8Isis's blog... it was one of those things that I read it and responded because she has become someone I really like to read now and I had to say something and it was duty to pass it along, so here it is. Do with it what you will.
Or just visit her for something groovy to to read instead...
1. Can you cook?
2. What was your dream growing up?
3. What talent do you wish you had?
4. Favorite place?
5. Favorite vegetable?
6. What was the last book you read?
7. What zodiac sign are u ?
8. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?
9. Worst Habit?
10. Do we know each other outside of Adult Dating zone?
11. What is your favorite sport?
12. Negative or Optimistic attitude?
13. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14. Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15. Tell me one weird fact about you:
16. Do have any pets?
17. Do u know how to do the macerana?
18. What time is it where u are now?
19. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
20. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be???
21. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
22. What color eyes do you have?
23. Ever been arrested?
24. Bottle or Draft?
25. If you won $10,000 dollars today, what would you do with it?
26. What kind of bubble gum do you prefer to chew?
27. What 's your favorite bar to hang at?
28. Do you believe in ghosts?
29. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
30. Do you swear a lot?
31. Biggest pet peeve?
32. In one word, how would you describe yourself?
33. Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you ?
*kisses*
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Sex
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Posted:Mar 26, 2007 9:50 am
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2011 8:09 am
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I
Want
Some
Really
Great
Sex
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From My Real World...
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Posted:Mar 23, 2007 9:16 am
Last Updated:Mar 27, 2007 9:36 am
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I often put on a happy face and try to pretend like all is okay and everything is just peachy. I married my spouse Alice thinking that if we just could get through the ceremony then maybe things would start to turn around. I know she loves me. I love her too, very very much. But everything she was when we were dating, everything she was when she asked me to marry her, has changed. In turn everything we were as couple has changed. It is difficult to love a miserable person. It is difficult to find happiness and joy in a relationship with someone who is always so negative and unhappy all the time. It is bringing my entire world down, bringing me down. I still love her, I am still in love with her, but she is not making it easy to love her at all. It has become a tedious chore.
I am constantly asking her to fulfill the promises she made to me recently to attempt to improve our marriage. Why? This should be something she is willing to do whole-heartedly. She made these promises on her own, I did not ask for them. She is not goading me into keeping the promises I made to her, they are fulfilled daily. Last week, I began to break them. Last week I began to change into someone I don't like anymore. I can hear myself becoming this nagging, complaining bitch. I hate it.
I am constantly on her to GO TO WORK, TAKE OUT THE TRASH, DISCIPLINE THE , GET OUT OF BED, BE NICE. These to me are simple things to do in a marriage and a family. Not huge requirements of a spouse. But it seems to weigh so heavily on her that we are fighting almost everyday and she ends up moping about like a poor little puppy who has just been punished for peeing on the floor.
I want to have someone who finds me worthy of getting out of bed for, who finds me worthy of raising our together (not resting it soley on my shoulders), who wants to go to work for, whose willing to help out a little around the house (take out the trash, mow the lawn), and who will just be nice to me. After that, I need someone who can attempt to keep up with my sex drive. Alice, used to do these things. She claimed to enjoy them. What happened? Was it some sort of a ploy to get me to marry her? A lie? Now this lazy lump is the real thing.
I am so frusterated and unhappy. I cry myself to sleep more often than not. All of these things are how I ended up here, on this site. Not the most noble of things to do, but I needed to find something. I don't want to be unhappy. I don't want to leave my spouse. I don't want to fight all the time.
What do I do?
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