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She did not come thru the bathroom window, she flew in on a five hour flight... Part V
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She did not come thru the bathroom window, she flew in on a five hour flight... Part V She did not come thru the bathroom window, she flew in on a five hour flight... Part V... There is no way we were going to take a quick shower and it was 8:00 pm with our dinner reservations being for the same time at 'Five Sixty by Wolfgang Puck', in the Dallas Reunion tower ball... That being said, and my Aphrodite, the goddess from out of town, that had flown in on her own nickel, that had just made passionate love to me 2 hours ago in the front seat of my car at the Ft. Worth Botanic Gardens, had other ideas... So, I extended our dinner reservation for another hour to 9:00 pm... They served dinner till 10:00 PM during the week... and, the hotel is connected to the Dallas Reunion tower ball, so, no worries... She had come prepared... If you could call it a mission, then, it was a mission from God on my behalf... and, this heavenly creature was in her own element... When I'm with a woman, for me it is like the first time and it will always be like that... For me, there is no such thing as a 'cum and run'... or, 'a get your rocks off', or 'a charity fuck' (Let me be clear on this one item... if you are Hannah Reid from 'London Grammar' or Sofia Karlberg or one of my sliding top 30, please, please ignore this blog and all of it's installments as it is pure fiction from the mind of a weak, naïve soul that is writing this... otherwise, please continue reading at your own risk) now, on the charity fuck, I might have to recant this if under oath, because some of you on this site might see me as a charity fuck, and then, I would have to reconsider what I am writing... but, only under those circumstances... just sayin'... My lover, as I've stated, has come prepared to take me there... and, although she has taken me there once before, earlier today... she is ready for another first with me... and, I will entertain whatever she has in store... (within reason, most of you know, I'm not into bondage or chains, or crazy stuff... just raw, gentle, easy going intimacy with a lover, a woman that has her motor running....). She asks me to put in a cd, that she has borrowed from my car... (it's ok, she likes my music, most of the women that I've been with have liked my music, but, that is not a deal breaker for me....).... So, I pop one in the cd player and she takes it into the bathroom... I can only follow her inside... Joy Williams starts singing 'We can never go back...' It is a song from her first cd since ending one of the most beautiful duets I've ever listened to her... Yes, I knocked her out of my sliding top 30 for that... She and John Paul White of 'The Civil Wars' broke up their act three years ago... I was so upset... Anyway, this song is so sweet, that it is a potential for the February cd I'll create... "remember when you loved me remember when i let remember when it hurt like nothing else wanna try that again..." -- Joy Williams - "We can never go back"... So, while she is belting out this song of love lost, and the chance to start again, we begin undressing. Unlike our other first intimate moment, we will take our time, starting with slow, gentle kisses... and, the embracing of two bodies that already know the scent of each other, but, will now slowly remove the covers leading to the erotic sensations that are already causing me to breathe slower and her to let me admire the beauty of a woman who wants to please and be pleased... I unbutton her shirt and slowly take it off, while her eyes never leave my vision... and she is taking my shirt off... and, we kiss, I put my hands to her face and tilt her head to the side and run my lips down her neck while her bra is unbuckled and my pants are removed as she swallows... and we take turns kissing and nibbling on a shoulder, a nipple, and our tongues are licking and our hands are wandering... not aimlessly, with a subtle purpose, an intent to experience every inch of our bodies, and like a wonderful symphony, we are in a rhythm with the music... and, then Ingrid Michaelson starts singing 'Parachute' to us... not just to me... but, to two lovers that are in the middle of a bathroom as the shower is turned on, and we each step in... "I don't need a parachute, baby, if I've got you Baby, if I've got you, I don't need a<b> parachute </font></b>You're gonna catch me, you're gonna catch if I fall (Down, down, down)..." Ingrid Michaelson - "Parachute" Our underwears come off... and are flung onto the floor... the temperature of the water is warm, but, not hot... just the way we want it... Her breasts are melonlicious... I begin kissing them and she arches her head back as if to say, please, please, please suck on them... want me... touch me... take me... be with me now... and, I know that she wants me... I go to my knees and arch her leg on the side of the tub while I proceed to kiss her other set of lips... and she screams... she knows what she wants and she is getting that right now... not later, forget about earlier today... am I tired... fuck no, I'm not tired, is she sore... maybe, but, like the Predator movie, she doesn't have time to bleed, she's occupied with her man... and, not in a chore kind of way, but, totally absorbed by someone who wants her to enjoy every moment that she is in big 'D', and now, she is getting set for a first passionate, erotic moment... I can feel her juices in my mouth as she utters a scream of contentment... listen ladies, if this doesn't do it for you... please stop reading my blogs, 'cause this is the easy going way... this is a series of nano seconds of pleasure registering in each other's minds... we are ready for this... there is no guessing... will he please me? will she find me attractive? no doubt... the meeting of the minds has already happened thru our blogs, messages, emails, Christmas postcards... this is not a chance happening... yes, some of you embrace that... I'd rather know that when our two souls come together, that we are on the same page... the same heart beating as one... Vaults begins singing 'Premonitions' "Let's take it right back to where it all began But we never look back, no we only look forward To all the new shame and waste of what we gain Still we never look back, no we only look forward... We don't need no premonitions, no" -- Vaults - "Premonitions"... Her body is still shuttering and she takes a finger to her mouth and bites on it, as she is there... and, now I get up... maybe, she wants to reciprocate and suck on my dick... I'll not know from this adventure... all I can say is that I slid her to the side of the shower, the water hitting both of us, and she was able to plant a foot for support as I slowly inserted myself into her body... she was so hot, and so ready... oh my goddess, any and all of my erogenous zones are pumping full blast... she is going side to side and we are kissing while my dick is going inside and outside of her... her arms locked around me to ensure that she can maneuver so that the right spots are touched on inside her... she begins to nibble on my shoulders while I suck on her nipples and when I put them both in my mouth, she explodes again... this time, her vagina locks up and it's like she's hanging on me for what seems like the most incredible moment of time... yes, yes, yes... she says... Oh my god... "I believe, I believe there's love in you Grid locked on the dusty avenues Inside your heart, just afraid to go I am more, I am more than innocent But just take a chance and let me in And I'll show you ways that you don't know..." -- Skylar Grey - "I know you" yes... Skylar Grey is now singing to us, about knowing a person, as we continue moving as one... I can honestly say, that this woman is wonderful, she is so passionate, she is so understanding, we have shared wants, needs, desires over the past few months... it's like we know each other, and, yet, it is so special... as skylar climaxes with one of the lyrics, I am catapulted into an orgasm at the same time my lover cums again, and we both shiver... and moan, and thank god that this moment has happened... I let out a long slow sigh... as she hugs me and kisses me... oh what a feeling... I grab some of her body wash and begin cleaning her, as she does the same to me... gazing into each others eyes... we wash off... we kiss... I thank her for being here... for this moment... and, now we must get dressed for our dinner... more is still to come... please let me know your thoughts... thanks, in advance for the read... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!  |
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Out on the wiley, windy moors We'd roll and fall in green. You had a temper like my jealousy: Too hot, too greedy. How could you leave me, When I needed to possess you? I hated you. I loved you, too. Bad dreams in the night. They told me I was going to lose the fight, Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering Wuthering Heights. Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy. I've come home. I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window. Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy. I've come home. I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window. Ooh, it gets dark! It gets lonely, On the other side from you. I pine a lot. I find the lot Falls through without you. I'm coming back, love. Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream, My only master. Too long I roam in the night. I'm coming back to his side, to put it right. I'm coming home to wuthering, wuthering, Wuthering Heights, Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy. I've come home. I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window. Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy. I've come home. I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window. Ooh! Let me have it. Let me grab your soul away. Ooh! Let me have it. Let me grab your soul away. You know it's me Cathy! Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy. I've come home. I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window. Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy. I've come home. I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window. Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy. I've come home. I'm so cold!/:> thanks for visiting and commenting on my blog. I listened to the 'Kate Bush' - "Wuthering Heights" song... Thanks for posting the lyrics... Have a great day!!! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Out on the wiley, windy moors We'd roll and fall in green. You had a temper like my jealousy: Too hot, too greedy. How could you leave me, When I needed to possess you? I hated you. I loved you, too. Bad dreams in the night. They told me I was going to lose the fight, Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering Wuthering Heights. Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy. I've come home. I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window. Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy. I've come home. I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window. Ooh, it gets dark! It gets lonely, On the other side from you. I pine a lot. I find the lot Falls through without you. I'm coming back, love. Cruel Heathcliff, my one dream, My only master. Too long I roam in the night. I'm coming back to his side, to put it right. I'm coming home to wuthering, wuthering, Wuthering Heights, Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy. I've come home. I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window. Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy. I've come home. I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window. Ooh! Let me have it. Let me grab your soul away. Ooh! Let me have it. Let me grab your soul away. You know it's me Cathy! Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy. I've come home. I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window. Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy. I've come home. I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window. Heathcliff, it's me, your Cathy. I've come home. I'm so cold!/:> I read some of your blogs, and was going to post a comment, but, you don't allow them... so, I liked your David Bowie tribute... thanks again, for the read! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi Joy. thanks for your comments... I really appreciate that you took the time to read thru it like I've done yours... As I was writing this episode I continued with my 'pull out all of the stops' rhetoric, using the lyrics to enhance the part of the brain that gets stimulated as much as the touching and smelling and tasting receptors... I thought it worked, but, you never know until you get feedback... the shower part was interesting and is definitely the way I like it... thanks for the wonderful compliments... and, I picked the songs out of my most recent finds for my listening pleasure to share... Parachute is sweet... have a great weekend... stay warm... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Hi sweet0necter... thanks for reading and commenting on my blogs... I like mixing up the songs with different musicians... that way, I can envision the sounds, smells, touches, tastes all wrapped together for a sense memory that registers on all of my brain waves that could be in tune for such moments... Well, that's what I like to believe... thanks again... maybe, you'll find some new music to listen to as well... have a great week! To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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Without a doubt, slowly undressing each other and then sharing a shower is one of the most erotic and intimate encounters you can have with your lover. It can be a great prelude, an intermission or finale....it depends on the mood and desires of the participants. Your description is what every woman desires. 
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Without a doubt, slowly undressing each other and then sharing a shower is one of the most erotic and intimate encounters you can have with your lover. It can be a great prelude, an intermission or finale....it depends on the mood and desires of the participants. Your description is what every woman desires. thanks for reading and posting on my blog... I agree... taking your time undressing and showering and making luv are extremely erotic moments... I would rather take it nice and easy... although, sometimes, it can't be helped... you touch me, by stating that what I write is what every woman desires... thanks for your kind words... hmmm... To leave private messages, please use my confidential mailbox at my blog: Good luck!!!
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