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Blogging while nekkid! Bare ass naked under my covers. Picture, if you will, a curvy brown skinned girl with a pierced nipple and her thighs spread so you can see her other piercing, lounging here thinking of ( ) as she blogs. Can you picture it? Would you like a photo to go with it? …
Restless, aroused, and unbelievably needy. My mind conjures a moment from the past. It floats through my mind as my hand slips between my thighs… “Go to the bathroom and take off your panties.” Neither of us looked away from the girl moving across the stage. Her breasts bounced as she swayed, her hips moved …
If you’re following along, you’ll remember I’d decided to post an ad on Craigslist. It was done mostly as a dare with the end result being the mother lode of blog fodder. So not serious, low expectations, ready for a good laugh. Case in point is the gentleman who took offense to my height “requirements”. …
Kayla suggested I put yesterday’s blog post up on Craigslist just to see what I’d get. Out of sheer curiosity (of course), I did. One thing I put is a height requirement because I am tall and this is one of the responses I got: Are you 5’9″ or something. Fuck you bitches with your …
Short on stories today. So I give you a dating ad instead. SBF seeking: A man brave enough to breach uncharted parts Willing to conquer my obstinate heart To explore with me Engaging mind, body Willing to accept my quirks Loves looking as much as I love to show And really sees me Must love …
I am gently romantic Damnit! Give me roses, wine Finer things Tell me you care for me Say it But mean it every time Deeply Take me ever so sweetly I’m yours And I’ll make you mine
To want me requires keen sense. Gazing at me and seeing brown skin, breasts to fill your palms, the curve of hip and thighs, and my ass plentiful. I give of tremendous heat, engulfed by my need But to have me takes a stout heart and a quick hand — “I’m not playing hard to …
On my stomach, naked, trembling. Reading things with no plot, but plenty of sex Of course I’m thinking about my cunt and the cream flowing. Slowly at first, it trickles and tickles lips that are plumping up. Then more comes as I race headlong into the end, the climax of the “story”. I flip to …
There’s a weird sort of detached intimacy on the train. Few instances require such long periods of closeness with complete strangers. Eyes pretending to stare into space as you absorb the body heat of the person next to you. A thigh pressed to yours, a back against yours, a crotch at eye level inspiring lewd …