Kiss me
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Posted:Dec 22, 2019 10:46 am
Last Updated:Jan 14, 2020 12:16 pm
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She just wants be kissed
feel the brush of lips against her own
the pleasure and heat from the dancing of tongues
the pressure of another’s mouth claiming hers.
She longs for the day when she can feel desire welling up inside her
When she is left breathless
When she yearns for the anticipation of what comes after a kiss
She wants to be kissed
and brought back to life
by the touch of a man
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The Dance
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Posted:Dec 8, 2019 6:24 pm
Last Updated:Jan 1, 2020 7:54 pm
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This showed up as a memory on Facebook page today. It took a moment realize what it was. It’s a piece I wrote for a friend of mine was in love with someone but couldn’t allow herself do anything about it much less believe he loved her, too. It was such a waste of time. If you want someone, go for it. If the answer is no, then move on. But what if the answer is yes? There is no way to make up for all all the wasted time.
"Meet me later" he says
"In the parking lot after dark."
Maybe he's teasing
But then again, maybe he isn't
She responds with something
That could just as easily be a joke
"When you say stuff like that " she says
"You make pussy wet."
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And so it is
And so it goes
And so it shall always be
of them makes a move
That takes them away from the safety
Of the dance they've been dancing
Together.
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He makes her laugh and smile
He Calls her pretty
He adores her
And always has
She doesn't know it
Though everyone else does
He calls her his best friend
And she thinks that's all it is
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She talks about him all the time
Talks to him too for that matter
His voice plays like fingertips over her skin
But she passes it off as though it's nothing
She loves him
She always has
He doesn't know it
Though everyone else does
She talks about how he calls her his best friend
And she thinks that's all it is
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And so it is
And so it goes
And so it shall always be
someone makes a move
That takes them away from the safety
Of the dance they've been dancing
Together...
May 2008
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Never Mine Enough To Matter
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Posted:Jun 24, 2019 5:01 pm
Last Updated:Jan 19, 2020 6:40 pm
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Today has been a day of mixed emotions for me. I fell asleep last night filled with the knowledge that someone I used to see on a regular basis now has a relationship serious enough for the significant other to move from California to Alabama to be with him. The relationship began little more than a month ago. It was April 27 to be exact. Though as recently as June 9, he was still sending me texts, telling me about how he still fantasized about my big tits. Indeed, it was in that same stream of messages that he invited me over, though I did not go. I suppose somewhere along the way I decided my own self respect was more important then a ride on his cock. But I have to admit that I have mixed emotions about his relationship status and more importantly about her moving in with him and sleeping in a bed that I once saw as partly my own. I see her sitting on the couch where I rode him to the loudest orgasm I have ever heard from a man. I picture him cooking me dinner in the kitchen that now belongs to her. And part of me wants to forward those messages to her. Indeed, I really had considered sending the new woman a copy of his time stamped texts, complete with the image of his hand wrapped around his cock. But then I realized I don’t care enough about him to want to cause him suffering, and I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about her to want to keep her from suffering. Let her figure out on her own that her boyfriend is a fuck stick. That’s right, his new name is Fuck Stick Von Douche Canoe. But some of you know him as A.
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Play with my body; ignite my fire...
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Posted:Jun 24, 2019 1:22 pm
Last Updated:Jun 25, 2019 3:27 am
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So, I guess I haven’t been posting much lately. I consider myself a method writer. I immerse myself in a situation and then I have something to write. No experience, no inspiration. So, come on, ...light my fire.
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Sad Day
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Posted:Apr 28, 2019 12:19 pm
Last Updated:Jun 24, 2019 7:59 pm
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Yes, it hurts
It hurts to know I’ve been foolish again
It hurts to know I wasted more time
It hurts to know I was right all along
It hurts to know you were nothing more than I knew you to be.
It hurts to know I should have known better
It hurts to know I did know better
Still I let you in
Still you let me down
Still it hurts to know
it still hurts
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This is why I couldn’t help it
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Posted:Mar 16, 2019 6:07 am
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2019 6:28 pm
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He invited me over for the first time in more than a month. Part of me was surprised because our last real correspondence after that visit didn’t go well. That was when we discussed how much he loved being with me but that our time together was so limited that it wasn’t enough. But he sent me a message telling me that he was missing me, and I replied in kind. I dropped everything and drove to him at once. It was going to be a brief Visit as it was and I wanted every last moment I could get with him. He let me know that the door was open and he was already lying in his bed. I entered his apartment, raced up the stairs, and crawled into bed beside him, stopping long enough to undress. I lay up against him, my head on his shoulder his arm wrapped around me. My hand stroking his chest, and his hand rubbed my back. At once I made a move to check his hardness. Stroking him gently his cock stood at attention. But then I put my hand back down. I am always in such a hurry. I never stop to enjoy these moments. So I just lay there for a while and waited to see what his next move would be. Finally, I could feel his eyes on me, so I tilted my head and asked him what he was staring at me for. He smiled and laughed at me and said “nothing.” And then he rolled me toward my back pressed against me and began kissing me with the sweetest of kisses. The perfect set of lips playing with mine. Before long, my legs opened and the wetness invited him in. It felt far more like lovemaking than any interaction we’ve had before. It felt as though he wanted to savor every moment inside me. No rushing, no hurrying, no crazed position changes for either of is. Sometimes his head was low enough to suckle my nipples, and sometimes he was far from me enough that I could watch his face, expressions of concentration and pleasure as he dove in and out of me. I closed my eyes to just enjoy the moments, thinking how perfectly we fit together. And then I opened my eyes again to see him looking down at me. Again I asked him what he was thinking, taking great delight in the look on his face. Again he smiled and he said he was just enjoying the moment. Finally, I could feel him quickening, and he drew his face down to mine again and began kissing me as his body gave way to release. Again I thought about those perfect lips and about the exquisite pleasure I received every moment they touched mine. After several more minutes, he collapsed next to me, my head found his shoulder again, and we lay there, drifting off to sleep. I awakened early this morning, needing to keep an appointment. He asked if I was really leaving. I replied in the affirmative and reminded him that he could invite me back as often as he wished. As I record this, the tears burn my eyes. My lips are pressed against his lips still, and I’m reliving that feeling of perfection. Why does perfection have to be such a rarity?
@Jennifer S.
For A
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I can’t help it
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Posted:Mar 15, 2019 7:22 pm
Last Updated:Mar 16, 2019 5:03 am
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He told he missed me
Of course he added it was a sexual kind of missing
So I knew his heart and soul weren’t aching
Merely his cock
Nevertheless, I dropped everything and ran to him
I understood that type of desire
My pussy ached with desire since the last time he filled me
But it was also the case that my eyes longed to see his smile
My body yearned just to be near him.
And my heart, if my heart were fully involved, felt full by this invitation
I know it’s a different kind of longing,
The one he asked me to satisfy and the many I felt
still I dropped everything and ran to him
still I gambled on the idea he wanted more
but could only convey a carnal desire
That was merely the false front that hid everything else
For A
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Getting something off my chest...
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Posted:Mar 14, 2019 12:19 pm
Last Updated:Jan 13, 2020 8:42 pm
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It is confession time again. I am currently sleeping with someone for whom I have absolutely no physical attraction. It’s not that I don’t find him drop dead gorgeous or that his earlobes don’t match. No, I mean I have absolutely no physical desire for him at all. I am OK with him doing things to me as long as he does them well, but I have no desire to put my mouth on him. I have no desire to put my hands all over his body. I have no desire to even look at him naked. When I am with him, I completely detach myself from the fact that he is who he is. I’ve been naked with him twice now, well, three times if you count that one time when he gave me a massage and left empty handed. I have had his hands roaming every inch of my body, and I think to myself he can put his hands on me and his mouth on me, and if he does a good job with those things, then maybe he can put his penis in me, but I cannot offer any reciprocity other than to receive his cock in my ever ready pussy. And while I feel slightly guilty about this, he seems to be quite OK with it all, especially since getting off is no issue for him whatsoever...but that’s a whole different story.
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Here and there and massive breasts
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Posted:Mar 8, 2019 4:41 am
Last Updated:Mar 8, 2019 10:29 am
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So, my FriendFinder-x/alt profile is featured in the monthly newsletter. It’s actually pictures from my FriendFinder-x page, the profile name I use for both pages, and a description of my breasts and height. There’s also a list of my kinks. It’s the kinks they got wrong. Manhandled? Sometimes. Tied up? Maybe. Ok. Sure, put some rope around my apparently massive breasts, but leave my hands free. Spanked? Not really unless it’s just for fun. Forced to perform oral sex? Um, no. I mean, I enjoy playing, but that whole thing about forced oral sex...nah. I like controlling stuff like that. That’s too personal to just let anyone have you like that, and while I may have some submissive tendencies, they definitely don’t include allowing anyone to force anything into my mouth much less down my throat. Of course, The true pity in all of this is that they featured pictures of me, but there’s not a mention of my blog anywhere. How sad! What a missed opportunity.
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Let’s play
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Posted:Mar 5, 2019 4:18 pm
Last Updated:May 2, 2019 6:51 pm
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He asked me when I could be free to see him
It turns out I’m free all the times that he’s got to be accounted for
Being with him is likely the most impractical thing I’ve ever done
And I wouldn’t even pursue it but for the rope
He placed the rope with gentle fingers
Around my breasts
And I knew in an instant what my life has been missing all along.
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Is it game on? Or game over before it started?
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Posted:Mar 1, 2019 11:57 am
Last Updated:Mar 6, 2019 2:30 pm
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What a wicked game to play
To lead me on
To take me home
To disrobe me from the waist up
To lick and suck my nipples until the rest of me was ready to submit
To tie up my breasts with the loveliest blue rope
To sit me down on your lap
To rub your hand against the fabric covering my swollen clit
And then to release me from your grasps
And subtle bondage
How wicked of you to tease me until I was ready to let you have it all
To make my pussy wet and dripping, throbbing and aching with need
only to send me home
Unfulfilled and longing for more...
So ummmm, do you think we can do it all again tomorrow?
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Chemistry had me like...
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Posted:Mar 1, 2019 11:05 am
Last Updated:Mar 2, 2019 12:19 am
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I’ve written on this subject before, but chemistry in the sexual sense fascinates me as much as the school science class bored me. Actually, it’s not true. The analogy is off. The fact is that I find chemistry in the sexual sense far more useful than chemistry as a student could ever have been. As a single woman, I use chemistry daily. I rely on chemistry more than I could ever rely on appearance. Indeed, sometimes I realize chemistry is there and undeniable even if I don’t think I’d be attracted to someone. Sometimes I realize I want to play with someone, to explore what he’s got to offer, to participate in his activities and fulfill his fantasies based solely on the chemistry that draws me to him when otherwise, I’d just pass him by. This very thing happened today...
More to follow.
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Shameless plug?
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Posted:Feb 26, 2019 6:22 pm
Last Updated:Jun 5, 2019 4:12 pm
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I posted my first videos on here. I will tell you ahead of time I am completely clothed, so you may be bored. However, I was curious to see what type of reception I would receive. You guys read my posts and back for more, and so grateful. I was having a bit of fun the other day (again, innocent), and I wanted to see if the feedback would be in any way favorable.
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