Friday, January 6
Thursday, January 5
Crazy...
Crazy for You
There are times I feel I'm gonna go crazy. What is it that you do to me? It actually scares me sometimes. The connection so strong, causing the flutters in my tummy. The way your words stroke me, bringing me near tears... That overwelming sensation of emotions that can't be contained. The way you stroke my body, bringing intense desires to the surface. You are all I think about. Everywhere I look , all the voices around me...all remind me of something you would say, or what you would enjoy with me. Then there are the private nights. When I lay in my bed and I see your eyes on me, the smell of you, the textures of your skin and hair. How your touch sets fire to my skin. Nerves all sensitized, ready for you. I feel your hands with their roughness, I love that feeling,it makes me aware of my own softness. Carressing every inch of me. Up my arms, over my shoulders, across my chest, finding my breasts. Massaging, avoiding the center, making me want. Your mouth on my neck in that spot just below my earlobe, that you know drives me crazy... Your thumbs finally finding my nipples. The pressure as you pinch them between your fingers, and kiss my mouth at the same time. Ohhh your kisses... they melt every coherent thought from my mind. Did you know that? Your lips feel just right, as they move over mine. They draw from me, all that I am, you own me right then, lover. As our lips devour, our tongues touch and I soar to new heights. There are times that I feel the moisture pooling there, waiting to be discovered. Your mouth moves, to replace your fingers, over my nipples and I have to wimper in surrender. My breathing becoming ragged and loud in my own ears, chest rising and reaching for more. Your hands slide down, to measure my waist, and to tease my tummy. Skimming lower still , I feel your finger's deep caress and you can finally feel how wet you have made me.... your mouth leaves a path of kisses down my tummy, following your fingers...to my center. You kiss me there and I feel the world slip away...those fingers slide inside me and I moan....so lost in sensation...so aroused... wanting more...needing more, I open to you...my legs ...yes... but also my heart, my soul... as you stroke in and out. With one hand you press ... to find the prize nestled there. You kiss me there and I shudder. You suck me there and I cum......Feel the connection....feel me with you....Now please...I whisper....give yourself to me....and you move to slip inside...my legs wrap around your waist...ohhh baby...so incredible and we dance...together moving ... arching reaching. Again I whisper "give yourself to me" You move my legs to over your shoulders and begin to drive yourself deep ....I am lost in a sea of sensation now...calling your name in a moan... over and over until my body suddenly strains upward and yours drives deep and I cry out long and loud ,your voice low with mine. Oh my love ...there is nothing better in this world....If only it were real.....if only you were here with me....you drive me crazy for you....my love...
by Dee
Wednesday, January 4
Lunch Time Tryst
Lunch Time Tryst
Copyright Don 2005
Jennifer and Doug had met at the annual regional convention of the marketing corporation for which they both worked.
It was obvious right from the first day that each found the other sexually attractive though from a distance. On the third day of the week-long convention, after enduring two days of encrypted smiles and discrete winks, it became obvious that they had to get together, and explore possibilities.
In spite of all this, Doug is quite flustered when she caught up with him at the elevator at lunch break, and suggested that they go out to lunch somewhere outside the convention centre. He quickly recovers and asks her, so where exactly do you have in mind? She laughs, as she evidently had no clue, neither did he, as they are both strangers to this city.
She quickly steals a glance at her watch, seeing that they have no time to go anywhere else. She leans quite close to him and whispers in his ears. His sexy blue eyes bulge out, as if they were going to fall out of his head as the audacity of her suggestion hit him.
As the elevator reached the ground floor, and the doors open, she quickly hit the button for her floor and the doors close again for the ride up to the 12th floor where her room is located.
Upon entering the beautifully appointed room, she quickly orders sandwiches and drinks, room service, while he sits in a reading chair with his back to the desk. Food ordered, she turns to him and kneels before him, turning up her face to meet his lips. They kiss each other with great passionate lust. The urgency of their wanton desire so obvious in the way they groped and fondled each other. His hands are down her shirt, and massaging her voluptuous breasts, feeling the hardness of her nipples against the flat of his palm serves to fuel his lust even more.
Her hand is buried in his open pants, and rubbing his turgid member, feeling it grow even bigger by the second. She brings it out and begins to suck on it, mmmm, how I love to feel a live cock growing even harder in my mouth she thinks to herself.
Soon they are on their feet, kissing, nibble and tugging at each other in a seemingly well-orchestrated sensual dance.
He has his hands on her firm ass and he rubs it down to her thighs and then lifts her leg up placing her left foot on the edge of the chair. Her pleated skirt opens at a convenient angle and he slips his roving hands under it…caressing her silken thigh, steadily moving higher until he finds soft hair of her pubic oasis. He probes beneath it to feel the wetness of her sex.
Touching her there makes her moan deeply and meld herself closer into his form, his rigid cock still in her hand oozing precum. His balls are just visible outside his undone zipper. She feels the heat of his manly breath against her neck as he kissed her earlobes.
He is spreading her passion swollen pussy lips and teasing her pussy, and all this is getting her really hot and breathlessly close to the brink. He slips his forefinger deeper into her hot cunt and starts to finger fuck her pussy. She just let the moment seize her completely, as she thrusts her pussy at his hand, humping it, and moaning really loudly.
Damn he is good, her mind say just as she whispers in his ear…please fuck me right now, please.
He does not wait for another invitation as he gently turns her around, gesturing for her to still keep a foot on the edge of the chair. He shifts her thong to one side thus exposing her sopping wet pussy.
Out of habit, Doug spits in his right hand and rubs it all over the head of his throbbing white cock, and then gently plunges it right past her slippery pussy lips. He feeds her his thick and long meat pole, inch by thick veiny inch until he is buried deep inside of her pussy. Then he holds it right there as her pussy begins to twitch and ripple about his girth. Cries of passion escape her sexy lips, as he pulls back and start to rhythmically fuck her.
He drives his dick in and out of her wetness slowly at first then he begins to pick up speed, going faster, and deeper with each succeeding stroke…
Oh yesssss! Fuck me baby. Faster please! Oh yeahhhhhhh! She cries just loud enough for him to make out her words….as she throws back her ass at him, trying to capture more of his rigid cock.
He feels his control begin to slip away when he feels her pussy muscles begining to alternately clench and unclench about his dick, massaging and kneading his shaft as he fucks her faster.,….and harder…. He begins to groan … oh baby you are so good! Mmmmm…
As her orgasm nears, she begins to rub her clitoris even faster….flicking it with her wet fingers, even as he piles his piston of a cock into her pussy faster…setting her on fire.
The squishy sound of their sex, combines with their moans, groans and love cries to make a beautiful music that neither can hear as the fire of their lusty consumes them both at once…she being the first to succumb to a powerful earth moving orgasm that shakes her world to its very roots. Her whole body begins to convulse and her pussy walls start to spasm wildly as her pussy gushes, drowning his dick in her cum.
The wild spasms of her pussy, and the ecstatic scream of her release, trigger his own soul wracking explosion, forcing him to involuntarily drive his cock deeper into her body where he shoots his stream of hot creamy cum, flooding her cunt until there’s no room anymore. A mixture of their cum runs down the inner side of her thighs as they stand very still holding on to each other in an attempt at mutual reinforcement. Their combined strength keeping them from toppling over from post coital light-headedness.
Each of them lost in their own private thought of how they need to do this again. Just then, there comes a knock on the door, and the words “Room Service” jerk them out of their reverie. Just a moment she shouts back, as she winks at her lover, who has a giveaway silly smile of total sexual satisfaction still glued on his face.
The End
Copyright Don 2005
Jennifer and Doug had met at the annual regional convention of the marketing corporation for which they both worked.
It was obvious right from the first day that each found the other sexually attractive though from a distance. On the third day of the week-long convention, after enduring two days of encrypted smiles and discrete winks, it became obvious that they had to get together, and explore possibilities.
In spite of all this, Doug is quite flustered when she caught up with him at the elevator at lunch break, and suggested that they go out to lunch somewhere outside the convention centre. He quickly recovers and asks her, so where exactly do you have in mind? She laughs, as she evidently had no clue, neither did he, as they are both strangers to this city.
She quickly steals a glance at her watch, seeing that they have no time to go anywhere else. She leans quite close to him and whispers in his ears. His sexy blue eyes bulge out, as if they were going to fall out of his head as the audacity of her suggestion hit him.
As the elevator reached the ground floor, and the doors open, she quickly hit the button for her floor and the doors close again for the ride up to the 12th floor where her room is located.
Upon entering the beautifully appointed room, she quickly orders sandwiches and drinks, room service, while he sits in a reading chair with his back to the desk. Food ordered, she turns to him and kneels before him, turning up her face to meet his lips. They kiss each other with great passionate lust. The urgency of their wanton desire so obvious in the way they groped and fondled each other. His hands are down her shirt, and massaging her voluptuous breasts, feeling the hardness of her nipples against the flat of his palm serves to fuel his lust even more.
Her hand is buried in his open pants, and rubbing his turgid member, feeling it grow even bigger by the second. She brings it out and begins to suck on it, mmmm, how I love to feel a live cock growing even harder in my mouth she thinks to herself.
Soon they are on their feet, kissing, nibble and tugging at each other in a seemingly well-orchestrated sensual dance.
He has his hands on her firm ass and he rubs it down to her thighs and then lifts her leg up placing her left foot on the edge of the chair. Her pleated skirt opens at a convenient angle and he slips his roving hands under it…caressing her silken thigh, steadily moving higher until he finds soft hair of her pubic oasis. He probes beneath it to feel the wetness of her sex.
Touching her there makes her moan deeply and meld herself closer into his form, his rigid cock still in her hand oozing precum. His balls are just visible outside his undone zipper. She feels the heat of his manly breath against her neck as he kissed her earlobes.
He is spreading her passion swollen pussy lips and teasing her pussy, and all this is getting her really hot and breathlessly close to the brink. He slips his forefinger deeper into her hot cunt and starts to finger fuck her pussy. She just let the moment seize her completely, as she thrusts her pussy at his hand, humping it, and moaning really loudly.
Damn he is good, her mind say just as she whispers in his ear…please fuck me right now, please.
He does not wait for another invitation as he gently turns her around, gesturing for her to still keep a foot on the edge of the chair. He shifts her thong to one side thus exposing her sopping wet pussy.
Out of habit, Doug spits in his right hand and rubs it all over the head of his throbbing white cock, and then gently plunges it right past her slippery pussy lips. He feeds her his thick and long meat pole, inch by thick veiny inch until he is buried deep inside of her pussy. Then he holds it right there as her pussy begins to twitch and ripple about his girth. Cries of passion escape her sexy lips, as he pulls back and start to rhythmically fuck her.
He drives his dick in and out of her wetness slowly at first then he begins to pick up speed, going faster, and deeper with each succeeding stroke…
Oh yesssss! Fuck me baby. Faster please! Oh yeahhhhhhh! She cries just loud enough for him to make out her words….as she throws back her ass at him, trying to capture more of his rigid cock.
He feels his control begin to slip away when he feels her pussy muscles begining to alternately clench and unclench about his dick, massaging and kneading his shaft as he fucks her faster.,….and harder…. He begins to groan … oh baby you are so good! Mmmmm…
As her orgasm nears, she begins to rub her clitoris even faster….flicking it with her wet fingers, even as he piles his piston of a cock into her pussy faster…setting her on fire.
The squishy sound of their sex, combines with their moans, groans and love cries to make a beautiful music that neither can hear as the fire of their lusty consumes them both at once…she being the first to succumb to a powerful earth moving orgasm that shakes her world to its very roots. Her whole body begins to convulse and her pussy walls start to spasm wildly as her pussy gushes, drowning his dick in her cum.
The wild spasms of her pussy, and the ecstatic scream of her release, trigger his own soul wracking explosion, forcing him to involuntarily drive his cock deeper into her body where he shoots his stream of hot creamy cum, flooding her cunt until there’s no room anymore. A mixture of their cum runs down the inner side of her thighs as they stand very still holding on to each other in an attempt at mutual reinforcement. Their combined strength keeping them from toppling over from post coital light-headedness.
Each of them lost in their own private thought of how they need to do this again. Just then, there comes a knock on the door, and the words “Room Service” jerk them out of their reverie. Just a moment she shouts back, as she winks at her lover, who has a giveaway silly smile of total sexual satisfaction still glued on his face.
The End
My Dream
My Dream
Dreams are stronger when you have something or someone on your mind.
Seems you have been on my mind alot lately.
I guess it is the thought that I could be there with you now.
The two of us alone, nothing between us, but clothes.
Clothes that could be easily shedded
Then standing there in front of you
feeling your eyes on me
feeling moisture build between my legs.
Melting when you say my name
Trembling when you hold out your hand
Hoping that you will finally take me
Take me to that place only you can take me
The first touch on my skin burns me
Burns me to my most enter core
Now I know how it feels to be yours
Then your lips are so close to me that I feel your breath
I feel faint as you kiss me
Oh better than I ever thought
Your tongue feels at home playing with mine.
OH I feel his hands on my shoulders
they are kneading me
Suddenly the kiss is broke
You say that if we go much farther you will not be able to stop.
I understood what you were saying.
I reached up and placed your hand on my breast.
Letting him know that it was what I wanted also
Then he smiled and kissed me again.
Our hands took on a life of there own.
I was touching his body finally
Rubbing muscles that I had only imagined until that day
Then he touched my special spot
Feeling his fingers entering me
My legs just opened up to him
letting him see what he was doing to me
His fingers were covered with wetness
This was just from fore play
I reached over to find that he was hard and throbbing
My breath left me seeing how much he wanted me also
I whispered for him to take me
I wanted him to make me his
Repeatedly I begged for him to take me
Then I felt him over me and kissing me deeply
I felt him at my opening and I spreaded wider
OH he was entering me with gentle thrusts
I began to thrust with him until we were thrusting so hard
He makes this sweet sound that lets me know he is close
I feel my body starting to spasm and then I'm going over the edge
As I felt him shoot his love into me.
He laid there on top of me breathing hard
He looked at me and kissed me sweetly.
"I knew it would be this way," he said.
Tears begin to fall down my cheek
He kisses them away
He rolls off and pulls me to him
As I lay there listening to his heart beat
I wonder how I could go on without him in my life.
This was a one and only time for us.
Our lives were not where we could be together
As I rise to leave he pulled me down to him one more time.
He whispers, "you are better than any dream I dreamed."
Dreams are stronger when you have something or someone on your mind.
Seems you have been on my mind alot lately.
I guess it is the thought that I could be there with you now.
The two of us alone, nothing between us, but clothes.
Clothes that could be easily shedded
Then standing there in front of you
feeling your eyes on me
feeling moisture build between my legs.
Melting when you say my name
Trembling when you hold out your hand
Hoping that you will finally take me
Take me to that place only you can take me
The first touch on my skin burns me
Burns me to my most enter core
Now I know how it feels to be yours
Then your lips are so close to me that I feel your breath
I feel faint as you kiss me
Oh better than I ever thought
Your tongue feels at home playing with mine.
OH I feel his hands on my shoulders
they are kneading me
Suddenly the kiss is broke
You say that if we go much farther you will not be able to stop.
I understood what you were saying.
I reached up and placed your hand on my breast.
Letting him know that it was what I wanted also
Then he smiled and kissed me again.
Our hands took on a life of there own.
I was touching his body finally
Rubbing muscles that I had only imagined until that day
Then he touched my special spot
Feeling his fingers entering me
My legs just opened up to him
letting him see what he was doing to me
His fingers were covered with wetness
This was just from fore play
I reached over to find that he was hard and throbbing
My breath left me seeing how much he wanted me also
I whispered for him to take me
I wanted him to make me his
Repeatedly I begged for him to take me
Then I felt him over me and kissing me deeply
I felt him at my opening and I spreaded wider
OH he was entering me with gentle thrusts
I began to thrust with him until we were thrusting so hard
He makes this sweet sound that lets me know he is close
I feel my body starting to spasm and then I'm going over the edge
As I felt him shoot his love into me.
He laid there on top of me breathing hard
He looked at me and kissed me sweetly.
"I knew it would be this way," he said.
Tears begin to fall down my cheek
He kisses them away
He rolls off and pulls me to him
As I lay there listening to his heart beat
I wonder how I could go on without him in my life.
This was a one and only time for us.
Our lives were not where we could be together
As I rise to leave he pulled me down to him one more time.
He whispers, "you are better than any dream I dreamed."
-Shadow's Dove
What is Beauty?
Is beauty in the eyes of the beholder?
is it in her poise-the way she carries herself
is it in her smile- the way she brightens a room when she does
is it the sound of her voice- that captures you as she speaks
is it the way she sways her hips- when she walks to and fro
is it the color of her eyes- how they sparkle so when she looks
is it her soft full breasts- the way they bounce when she walks
the length and shape of her legs- toned, that carry her so poised
What makes someone beautiful?
Is it in his smile-as he shows you his happiness
is it in his soft eyes- that show kindness and love
is it in his well formed tush- you like to look at when he walks
is it is six-pack abs- that you like to glide your fingers across
is it his well defined arms- that make you feel safe
perhaps it is in the way he speaks- you can hear his patience
copyright 2005 lac
I have read articles about this subject, one recently by a man. Some men have been quite brutal to woman about us only seeking "hot men". This disturbed me and also made me laugh. It disturbed me because most woman do not choose "hot men" and each women has their own idea or description as to who they would consider a "hot man". Women do not all go after the same type of "hot man", if this were true, the world of dating would be monotonous. Such is not the case. Women now give themselves standards they follow. We are more selective with whom we want to date and we have the right to be. I believe we are following in the males footsteps by doing this. Men for years have always been selective. I remember distinctly growing up that my blonde friends were always getting chosen over me, a brunette. We use to joke about it and we did ask the guys; their reply "blondes have more fun". Well I have proved that theory wrong over the years. Another of the mens most wanted list while growing up was big breasts! Oh yes, something I never had, use to want to have, then I realized the shallowness of it. I am glad I am not big breasted. I understand men have their likes and dislikes of what they seek in a woman so why is it wrong for a woman? Double standard?
As a woman, my standards have changed over the past 14 years. They are not the same they were when I was a teen or young adult. Standards change with maturity. When you are younger (18-23ish) you aren't necessarily looking for a lifemate, but perhaps a guy to date, to see what is out there, what dating is like and enjoy each other and the friendship. You also get a sense of what you want and do not want in a partner. Now I look for maturity, loyality, financial security, if they are kind and loving, and spirituality. To me, those are important. (and others)
Some women want a man to be financially secure (not rich although some women are gold-diggers, but that is not the majority). Some men may disagree with that, I have an explanation. Men who constantly get a gold-digger or high-maintenance woman are looking for them and they may not know it. These woman are gorgeous, perfect-looking, want the best..etc and if that is what you are looking for guys, that is what you will get. I am in no way saying all woman are like that, but that is the profile. Not too hard to understand.
Some people call me picky, I do not mind. I call it being selective as I have the right to be. At least I know what I want and what I do not want. Every women has her own standards and needs and wants. We all arent looking for the "hot man" and if so, like I said before, every women has her own description of what a "hot man" is. For example, I think Enrique Iglesias is perfect, some of my friends agree some disagree.
Truth be told, women still want that chivalrous man and the "nice guy", I know I do. Nice, chivalrous men come in all looks, shapes and sizes. As do women.
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