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Posted:Jun 9, 2012 4:37 pm
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He entered me with the hardness of granite and started thrusting ever so slowly. Cupping my large breast, circling my erect nipple with his tongue. His mouth then bent to capture my lips, his tongue seeking out mine.
I could feel the heat of my wet pussy pulsating against his hard cock. I wanted to him to thrust into me deep, hard and fast! Arching my hips up to meet his every thrust, clutching at his ass cheeks to make sure he never missed a stroke.
Mid thrust I pushed him off of me..I wanted to control this ride!! Laying on his back his erection standing at attention, I straddled him sliding down his cock. The desire within me was great... my nipples are hard, to turn him on more I lift my breast to suck my own nipple. He moans, I chuckle to myself. I have him where I want him. Truly we women sit on a goldmine every day and I don't mean a man's cock!! lol
Too Bee Continued....
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An entering...
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Posted:Jun 8, 2012 10:18 pm
Last Updated:Jun 9, 2012 10:06 am
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Glistening, pulsating, aching with anticipation. My pearl has pushed the silken folds of her cloak aside and pushing forward for attention. She has been waiting and anticipating the attention of her long distance lover. Knowing his cock will be rock hard and more then willing to fulfill her greatest desires.
As expected his cock is rock hard, pre cum mixing with the juices of pearl. Nipples hardening, hips arching pearl is saying "enter me already". The teasing from the head of his cock is maddening... He parts the silken folds and enters.
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Arrival
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Posted:Jun 5, 2012 4:12 am
Last Updated:Jun 8, 2012 9:58 pm
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After what seemed like forever (4 wks really) I was finally going to see my special someone. With nerves a plenty, the plane turbulance didn't help!
Making my way through the airport, my heart was racing was it going to be because soon I would be seeing him or anxiety because of the airports size? lol
Finally I see him, our eyes lock and I can feel my pearl "awakening"... I knew instantly as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me...we better hurry up and get the hell to hotel. Pearl was DEFINETLEY awake, her silken cloak starting to part with anticipation as she pushed forward. Nipples hard and tingling awaiting the attention of his lips.
Getting into the room of the hotel..WELL....clothes were off in a flash! Pearl was pulsating, glistening ....
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Hard to Believe
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Posted:Apr 23, 2012 7:04 pm
Last Updated:Jun 8, 2012 7:08 pm
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How many times have you said to yourself..."I won't let it happen again?" That could be from a conversation, overeating, not finishing something you've started, or allowing yourself to love again.
The last for years I have been adamant about protecting my heart, not allowing my feelings for someone to get out of control, guess what...I LOST!. By allowing myself to get involved with someone whom I truly believed loved me, I let him take down my defensive walls and expose my heart. A task I know for him was not easy to do.
I woke everyday with feelings of joy, a smile, anticipation even for hearing from or seeing that special "man". I went against my own rules and allowed him to meet my who still lives at home with me, meet my eldest and even my grandchildren. Involved him meeting people that are important in MY life, only to have it be thrown out like crumpled trash.
How easily it seems to be for him to just say to my "I'm sorry"...well sorry sometimes just isn't enough...not this time anyway. Its been a long time since I have cried as hard as I did tonight..over a man anyway, but tonight will be THE last time that tears will fall because of a man.
I guess you could say it was "good" while it lasted...but that's just it, it wasn't "good" it was "great"...I knew the other shoe was/would drop just was hoping that THIS time love had truly found me and I love.
Time to rebuild I guess..chaulk it up to another life lesson. A well learned one.
NEXT...on to the next chapter of adulthood.
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Crap!
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Posted:Apr 16, 2012 7:19 am
Last Updated:Apr 23, 2012 6:53 pm
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Its been a few days, and I am still feeling like crap! Having a cold usually doesn't take me down, HOWEVER...this one is doing a good job! Chest,ears,throat, head,sinuses...why couldn't it pick ONE area to invade? lol
So when my stuffiness clears, I will be back at it...full force 
Till then...stay healthy everyone!
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A thought
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Posted:Apr 13, 2012 8:21 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2012 7:08 am
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With the recent loss of a loved one, it always brings reality back to the forefront, and places somethings in perspective. I try to be a good friend, a good mother,a good Mema (grandmother), a good and am trying to become an AWESOME lover lol.
Sweating over the small things and things I can not change only uses up a lot of my time and energy. I can't blame things that have gone wrong in my life on other people,places or things...but have just had to learn to move past it. One of the hardest things I am working through is not shutting down and shutting people out of my life, especially those that love me.
My reality is that I am 44yrs old, not getting any younger but certainly getting older AND somewhat wiser  . I have never had nor will I EVER have a "10" body...but hey...I am who I am Learning to enjoy each day as it happens,being grateful for the things I do have (which in dimes and nickles isn't a lot). Learning that you can't drink purple kool-aid and expect to have a red tongue!But most importantly...putting away my sniper bag. You know we all have one...its that place in our mind where when in the middle of an argument we will say "remember when you said/did ....."
Life is too short. That is why I play hard and love even harder!
Remember to be grateful for what you have today, because tomorrow it may be gone!
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The end...
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Posted:Apr 11, 2012 7:38 am
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2012 9:49 am
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With each thrust my desire continues to build. He reaches beneath me to stroke my pearl. My mind is screaming "how much more"? And as if on cue...the thrusting stops. My mouth opens to protest, but then I feel a new sensation.
Cold...its, Ice. My body is feverish with desire and the ice is melting on contact. Trickles of little cold rivers are running down my body. Once more I am untied and repositioned. Being returned to my back the "icing" continues. Every nerve is standing on end. The cold cube is being put up against my pearl. That's it...I start pleading for him to take me. His only answer is a slow,deep chuckle.
He is kissing me,stroking me,biting me. My arms are untied, but I am told to not take the blindfold off. I grasp for his manhood, but my hands are pushed away. Not for you to touch I am told.
He enters me, but not before another ice cube is placed inside me. The sheer pleasure of hot and cold mixed together makes me tremble, and quiver.
His strokes are deep,hard and in the beginning slow. But as his desire grows, the thrusting becomes even harder, more intense. I through my arms around him and grind in unison.
I can feel the orgasm that has been building start to spill. Then it starts, like the release of a dam. Its intense, and comes in huge waves. Mid way through, he starts to orgasm. His manhood is insanely hard, the cum is hot, the mixture of both is truly a turn on!! Gripping him tighter our bodies become one, and the explosion is like that of something I have never experienced before.
My blindfold is removed, we are both covered in beads of sweat. I look into the eyes of my sexual teaser. Kissing the tip of my nose he says ... "ready for round 2"?....
Can you guess what my answer would be? Never mind, I'll tell you.
"HELL YA"!!
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Posted:Apr 7, 2012 7:45 pm
Last Updated:Jun 6, 2017 3:25 pm
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How horrible it has gotten! It is now long, slow, swirling licks against my clit. No longer is there the crazed sucking and licking (which i was enjoying I might add ) soft kisses on the inside of my thighs and knees, down my legs massaging the skin. Kneading it like a cat does when its content. My breathing has slowed down as well, coming in little pants and soft moans once again.
I can tell I am being untied, but only to be told to roll over onto my belly. My legs are once again spread apart and retied to the bed posts. Not quite sure if I'm liking this, I mean bare assed to the world! Then I feel it, warm and trickling across my back. Hands are upon me and I feel his breath near my ears. Its massage oil, and once again the strong hands are kneading my skin.
Along with the oil I am being bitten, not hard, but hard enough to arouse me further. I can feel his hardness against my ass cheeks I push my ass into the air, only to have it slapped! The sound of it echoes throughout the room. Mmmm what can I say...I liked it
The tip of his manhood is slowly stroking my clit...making me wetter then I was already. Trying to shift once more so that he can enter me, my ass is slapped once again. I am thinking...I guess that means no?...
Rubbing,kneading,biting..then the licking begins again. Pearl has long since shed her silken cloak and is fully exposed. Wanting, waiting..and not so patiently I might add. Tongue probing continues up my ass cheeks, slowly heading to that little circular muscle area..the one where I have a tattoo that says "exit only"!!
Once again his manhood is stroking my clit, I am quivering inside and out. He enters me deep,hard and throbbing. Thrusting hard then pulling out just enough to make me want to beg for more.
**To be continued*
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A hunger...
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Posted:Apr 5, 2012 1:33 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2012 9:49 am
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Smooth cool sheets my naked body is lying on. The smell of vanilla and roses is in the air. My eyes are covered with a silken scarf, my wrists bound together and tied above my head, my ankles are bound as well and tied to each of the poles of the foot board. My senses are on high alert. Off in the distance I hear a fan blowing and moving back and forth. The longer I listen the more hypnotizing it becomes. Almost lulling me to sleep
I hear the bare feet padding against the hardwood floor..or at least I think its hardwood. Suddenly it is quiet again..nothing but the sound of the fan. At first I don't quite feel it, but there it is again. Its the slightest touch; a feather. Starting around my neck, across my shoulders, down my breasts, circling around my hard nipples. Slowly it starts trailing down my belly, across my mound to the inside of my thighs. I am getting wet and can feel the throbbing of my pear, wanting to shed her silken cloak. The feathering continues, it is driving me silly...I'm ticklish, but at the same time soo turned on.
Suddenly there is a warm tongue flicking the inner part of my knee, kissing and licking up to my pearl. The tongue probes between my wet pussy lips, tasting and licking. I thrust my hips upward as I want to be taken deeply by this tongue. Tenderly, lovingly my pussy is being eaten, the juices being savored like that of a fine wine. My pearl wants nothing more then to be sucked and ravished at this point. Never mind the niceties...lol.
As if my mind had been read, the tongue goes deeper, the sucking becomes harder...my heart is racing. My nipples are hard and aching with desire...I can't touch them...damned ties!! A soft moan starts to escape from my lips, then its the sound of a wild animal. Deep, guttural moans. The feeding continues and I am crazy with a sexual hunger, one that needs feeding!
**To be continued**
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Ummm hello I have a LIFE to you know...
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Posted:Apr 4, 2012 7:42 am
Last Updated:Apr 6, 2012 4:08 pm
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It always makes me wonder how some people can just "assume" you can drop things at their call to go and "fuck". Seriously, the assumption made by some drives me NUTS (not in the good way either )
I understand the concept of this "lifestyle" of this site even,but given the fact that most of us work and have families...it isn't always possible. THEN to be made feel as if it is a "loss" in my life somehow...N O T !! Actually it is THEIR loss lol.
The rant is really about consideration and actually READING a person's profile...not just looking at their pictures and saying "yep I am fucking them"...
What say you?
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Communication
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Posted:Apr 2, 2012 7:51 pm
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2012 9:36 am
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Communication....hmmm, lets see. Well it can be body language, a look, a sound, a comment or a full out conversation. For some talking comes easy, not so much for others. I have had to learn to listen and be willing to also share my thoughts and feelings.
Having had to learn to empty my sniper bag things from past arguments brought up and thrown into present one. In order to be successful in any sort of conversation, communication has to be "real". Why add any of the bullshit to it, by shutting down?
How well do you communicate?
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Passion
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Posted:Apr 1, 2012 4:43 pm
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2012 7:24 pm
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Sitting in the window watching the sun slowly sink beyond the water's edge. A cool breeze stirs the material of my nightie making my dark nipples turn hard. The glow of the evening moon mystifies me and draws me in. Listening to the sound of the waves lazily come and go...its rhythm matching that of my heartbeat.
My lips still slightly swollen from my lover's desire.My tongue tastes of my own sweet juices. My ass cheeks tingle from the slapping of his hands ( how I love that). My "pearl" still wanting more of the deep, hard thrusts they were bestowed upon her.
I trail my fingers down to where I am already moist,hot, wanting. Rubbing my "pearl" gently but with just enough pressure that she grows and is opening her silken cloak for more. I can feel my desire building as I get wetter.
Listening to the waves, my fingers follow their flow and ebb. I stroke with each wave, building. My breasts are heaving with wanting to be released from the material that holds them bound. Continuing to stroke and finger myself my wave starts to climb. My heart is pounding. My tongue darts slowly back and forth across my lips.
The waves are coming in faster now. My stroking is more intense. Rapidly like that of the water. Like a wave crashing against the shore, so does my orgasm.
I am renewed once more.
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