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Month: July 2013
“You ready?” The press of men is too close for him and his hand can’t wander up my dress to my panty-less pussy like he wants. I still have beer left and want to watch the girls dance, but I’m more than ready if he is. Minutes later we’re out into the humid night for …
I’m sweet, aren’t I? Candy-cane Spoonful of sugar Milk chocolate, melt in your mouth Sweet, sweet, sweet Mm, syrupy good for you Painting your lips Open up Lap me up On the tip of your tongue I’ll slide down your throat So enjoy each drop Savor me
Your tongue dancing arches my back Fingers dipping inside as I moan This pleasure so acute I can barely breathe You render me senseless as you send me over Drinking my pleasure like wine And as you lift your lips to mine I taste sweet passion, immeasurable delight
I was reading an article earlier in my feeble attempts to help myself get up and ready for work. It was actually pretty thought provoking, something I’m not always big on at 5:20 am. A Message to Women From a Man: You Are Not “Crazy” The points contained within deal with society, men, and how …
Exhausted, but wanted to write this incoherent gibberish before I crashed hard from a few days with so little sleep. “Explore your sexuality, but don’t lose your ideals.” I’d planned to tell you about my date(s). Had every intention of it because I enjoy sharing myself with everyone and writing helps me process. Except… After …
Had no plans on posting, but I just hit 100 followers. So here’s another decent photo for you (I just like the way it looks). Thanks for reading my musings, you marvelous person, you. As for the date… 😀 I’ll tell ya about it soon, yea? Just don’t let me forget!
So, for all my frank exploration and talk of sex, what you don’t know is I’ve been pretty sheltered. Some of it comes from an upbringing with an over protective mother (aggravated by the early loss of my father and an older sister who got pregnant young). I just didn’t get out much. There’s more …
Got my posts mixed up because I didn’t have the song of the week ready yesterday. Decided to combine it with Andy’s prompt. Prompt: Permanent Marker Word count: 199 (ish? I rearranged some things) “What. The fuck?!” The roar of his voice vibrating the bedroom walls made Vivian freeze. As if in slow motion, she …
Man, it’s been a long week. Lazy day for me. Everything in me focused on getting home though I couldn’t help checking out each person that stepped on the train. Fatigue slowed my mind down, but the longer I watched people, the more my creativity tried to sit up and took notice. He’s a naughty …