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Writing, blogging and sex...
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Writing, blogging and sex... I have, in some form or another, written my whole life. Ok well not my WHOLE life seeing as how I didn't learn to write until I was 5, but you get what I mean. In high school it was song lyrics (I wanted to be in a band) and after high school I got paid to write smut (sorry guys those penthouse letters and stories are not true) and I even dabbled in poetry a few times. Mostly, my writing has always been for me. A way to express myself without concern for what other people think of it. Then one day after I was blogging here a while I noticed I had started to write to attracted comments and views and gain people who were regularly coming to my blog, so I stopped. My writing had become about getting clicks and not just to express something in writing. Lately I have been on a total internet kick. I live on other sites via my cell phone and spend way too much time communicating with people without seeing their faces or hearing their voices. Today I need to get that under control a bit. I am going to start calling more, actually going through my emails and responding, making dinner dates with friends. I know it will be odd at first since most people probably don't remember what my voice sounds like, but I think I need to spend some less time with my electronics and more time just being alive. She rolled over and checked her phone again. Nothing. No missed calls, no texts, no emails... It had been days since she had heard from him. Should she call? No. She didn't want to seem that desperate. But she was that desperate. She thought she needed him but ultimately, she knew it was over. Slowly got out of bed and headed for the shower. The tile floor was cold under her feet as she slid back the shower door to start the water and waited impatiently for it to get hot. Finally it was warm enough for her to get in and she enjoyed the heat as the water beat down on her skin. She was is no rush this morning. She took her time with each part of this mundane routine. Slowly she lathered up her hair and then rinsed it, feeling the soapy bubbles run down her body. Next she grabbed the soap and started to wash all the important parts. She glanced at the razor sitting on the ledge. "Ya never know... I don't something will happen, if I do it won't... But why risk it?" She made fast work of shaving from her toes to armpits and everything in between. The water was cooling off a bit so she knew if was time to get out. Her fluffy towel was waiting for her to wrap up and dry off. As she stepped out of the shower she glanced at herself in the mirror before wrapping herself up. Heading towards the bedroom to find some clothes, she was surprised to find the door open. She poked her head out in to the hall. "Hello?" She thought she heard a noise downstairs and decided to go investigate. As she turned to corner at the bottom of the stairs she saw someone move out the corner of her eye. She stopped what she was doing, realizing someone was in her house and all she had on was a towel. Deciding to head back upstairs, she quickly reached the door to her room and went to grab her cell just as this intruder started to come up the stairs. Her heart was racing. What should she do? Closing and locking the door, she listened quietly to see if she could hear anything. She was startled by a knock on the door. "Who is it? How did you get in my house?" "Well seeing as how you have never changed where you keep your spare key, it wasn't hard." She threw open the door and stood face to face with a man she had not seen in years. "So I see we have begun breaking and entering in order to scare the hell out of friends?" "Technically it isn't B&E since I used a key and you really should consider moving that around sometimes." "Well I would but then I would forget where I put it." She remarked with a chuckle. She suddenly remember she was only in her towel. He seemed to notice too and his fingers brushed her hair off her bare shoulder. "I like your hair longer, the way it lays on your shoulder... Quite seductive. How long has it been?" "Years, I do believe." "Seems like only yesterday..." He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips. Her towel slipped from her body as his hands found their way to her flesh. He lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bed. "I have thought about you so many times over the years. Wondering, hoping, believing that if I returned you would still want me." "Oh I do, now shut up and kiss me!" His lips pressed hard on hers, parting them with his tongue before kissing her even deeper. She moaned as he pulled away from her. He grinned down at her and slowly began to strip away his clothes. As he pulled down his underwear, her eyes widened to see his cock already hard. Climbing onto the bed beside her, she turned to face him. Lightly she kissed his lips then his chin then down his chest, continuing on until she reached his cock. Her tongue swirled around the head before sucking all the way down the length of his shaft. She heard a groan escape his lips as she continued to suck up and down. "Stop that." He pulled her up to him and flipped her onto her back, pausing to kiss her before slipping between her thighs. He kissed and sucked her breast as her back arched towards him. Her body surrendered to the desire that coursed through her. He entered her and she let out a moan. He grabbed her ass and pulled her tighter to him. Their bodies tangled up together as the moved to an imaginary beat. Her moans became louder and he began to thrust harder. His body became rigid as he neared his climax. She felt his cock pulse as his cum emptied into her sending her over the edge in a mind numbing orgasm. They laid together for some time and caught up on old times, the present and possibly their future. If my boobs were bigger I'd be a BBW!  |
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