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Posted:Feb 21, 2016 11:11 am
Last Updated:Feb 21, 2016 12:10 pm 68697 Views
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Nekkid laying on the sofa with your arms wrapped tightly around me. Or bodies close. Laying there hearing you breath peacefully your heart beating slowly. Your fingers roaming my soft skin up and down. Our bodies warmed by the roaring fireplace. Softly moans as your fingers circle my exposed nipples. The raise in your fingers. I squirm in your arms. You hands roam down my smooth silky legs. You push them open so you can slide between them. As I spread them open your fingers push into the heat. My red lips let out a groan. I push myself back into you. Our bodies grow in heat. As our hearts beat faster. I feel your fingers pushing further and further in. My body reacts by pushing onto your fingers. I rock back and forth, our bodies moving together. Then you kiss my neck nibble my ear. As your fingers dance inside of my hot wet pussy. Your teeth scraping my neck as you bite my flesh. Then you release my body I stand in front of you. You grab me take me in your arms. You open the front door the cold breeze hits my heated flesh. I feel it burn as the wind catches me. Then you walk outside and place me in the snow The cold hitting the heat of my body send shivers through me. You look down and smile as I lay there in the white snow. Shivering wet wanting the heat from you. Then the door closes your gone.
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why, why
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Posted:Feb 18, 2016 5:48 pm
Last Updated:Feb 20, 2016 8:14 am 59087 Views
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I am right in front of you, am I chopped liver. Do you not see me.
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Rather be alone
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Posted:Feb 15, 2016 5:25 pm
Last Updated:Feb 19, 2016 7:50 am 56173 Views
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Rather be alone then with one who cant communicate. Rather be alone then with one who thinks shallow is better then communication. Rather be alone then thought as a piece of meat. Rather be alone then to be with someone who wants some else.
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The communication walk
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Posted:Feb 15, 2016 2:50 pm
Last Updated:Feb 15, 2016 2:56 pm 52876 Views
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Communication is the key, one who lacks it makes it hard to know there feelings...
Even miscommunication is better then none.
I smile a hug a look would be a start.
If one walks to slow they may miss the chance at the smile if that's what they are walking too.
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Sweet Valentine
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Posted:Feb 13, 2016 5:03 pm
Last Updated:Feb 13, 2016 6:50 pm 54709 Views
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The red luscious satin rope in your one hand, the other held both my soft white wrists. Looking into your eyes smiling as my blue eyes twinkled with delight of being in your hands. I feel the smooth silk being wrapped around my hands. You tightly wrapping it around and around tighter it gets. Then you pull my hands up above my head stretching my body upwards. My body rippling as you tighten the rope. Looking at me your eyes looking into my soul seeing the fear the shyness. Your fingers tracing my ripples of my body. Slowly moving across my body your fingers roaming as I watch you move around me. Then you circle my nipples. Your fingers gently rolling my nipple watching as it grows under your touch. Then you begin to squeeze it between your fingers slowly putting pressure on it. I feel the blood rushing to the tip I take a breath as I look down at you playing. Your squeezing harder twisting puling on it. I feel my heart beating fast the pain building. Its tingling throbbing in your fingers. A moan leaves my mouth as you twist and pull dropping my nipple I gasp. You grin looking at me. My rippling body squirming wiggling hanging in front of you helpless. Your fingers grip my breast squeezing them digging your nails into the soft flesh. My breast in pain burning from your grip. Looking down at you my eyes full of pain. You press your body against me, your lips touch mine. I feel you against me hard and hot. My mouth pressing to yours. My red wet lips part my tongue moving between my lips to meet yours. I push my body into yours. Your hands needing my breast squeezing twisting them. Your mouth and tongue moving in and out to mine. Our bodies on fire. Your mouth breaks away and your wet lips move down my soft flesh. You squeeze my nipple and take your hot tongue licking the swollen nipple. Watching as your tongue flicks the nipple. Then your lips move over and begin to suck my harden nipple. The heat of your mouth and the pressure of you sucking my body melts into yours. Moan and wiggling as my nipples grow in delight. Then your teeth take hold of my harden nipple biting down. I let out a scream and gasp in pain. Tears falling down hitting your face you look up at me. Then you release my breast moving up to my face kissing my tears as they fall. Then our lips meet. The heat as they press together. Your fingers roaming my body down between my legs roaming over my lips. My body moving into your hand pressing myself into you. I feel your fingers playing between my lips rubbing circling my clit Then I feel you pushing your fingers into me. The pressure as you work them deeper then pulling them out. Your hot wet tongue pushing in and out of my mouth. Your fingers going in deeper you place more of your hand in me. I open wider for you wanting more of you. My heart beats faster my body heats up more. Your lips break away from my wet red lips to whisper " my sweet valentine cum for me sweet valentine cum valentine" Your hand plunges deep into me you thrust fast and hard yell " SWEET VALENTINE" Then you take your dripping hand out of me and place it to our lips and our tongues lick the dripping juices of your "Sweet Valentine"
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Beautifully Rose
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Posted:Feb 8, 2016 8:03 pm
Last Updated:May 29, 2024 5:39 pm 55692 Views
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A rose is beautifully as it grows. One must nature it caress it softly. One must feed it with kindness and energy from the soul. With each petal emerges trust faith hope. Each petal unfolds to let in the light and energy from the one who holds the thorns. As the rose blossoms the gift shows more and more. The petals fill the heart with joy as the thorns fill the soil with pleasure. The rose fully shows her strength in the hands of the thorns the heart of man who takes the time and energy to help it blossom in his hands. The soft smooth sweet petal is his for the taking. The beautifully rose of his.
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Empty wanting needing
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Posted:Feb 5, 2016 6:50 pm
Last Updated:Feb 6, 2016 5:58 am 58876 Views
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You walk into the bar. I see you walking towards me. You approach as I look at you. Your smiling. Then you take your finger run it across my soft red lips. I shift my body in the chair, as your hand moves to my shoulders. I feel you grip on my shoulders then you press down massaging my neck my shoulders. My body melts into your hands. Your hands roam around my neck into my hair you grip a hand full. You pull my head backwards into you my neck tight as you grip my hair. Then you bend down your lips pressing to mine our tongues sliding into each others hot wet mouths to dance together. My heart beats fasted I gasp for air. I moan as we passionately kiss. You other hand begins to move a crossed my firm breast. I feel myself reacting to your warm touch. My nipples harden stiffen in your fingers.Then you twirl them in your fingers. I feel a sharp pain as you pinch my harden nipple between your fingers. My teeth capture your lip to bite as your fingers tighten on my nipple. Then you twist and pull my mouth groans releasing your lip. My body squirming in the chair you tighten your grip holding me tight. Then you press your lips harder to mine as your hand wanders down my body. My breast still tingling from the pinch. Your fingers roaming down my soft flesh. I feel you moving down between my legs. I move my legs open allowing you to move between my lips to press and rub the wetness forming in your hand. Breathing faster and faster wanting more and more from you. My heart beating my body pushes up towards your hand wanting more of your touch. Feeling myself letting go to you again. Then I feel empty your gone once again, im left wanting needing for your touch only to be alone.
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Valentine
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Posted:Jan 16, 2016 7:44 pm
Last Updated:Feb 5, 2016 5:12 am 75655 Views
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A wonderful women in hopes to find a Sir
To teach all one should know
To rescue her from the failure she is
She wanted a teacher
A man who cared for her
A man who cherished her
A man who knows her mind
One to bend her not smoother her
One who makes her free inside
One to let her fly high.
One to make her his Valentine.
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Posted:Jan 14, 2016 12:35 pm
Last Updated:Feb 15, 2016 6:31 pm 74750 Views
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You like someone in chat, but their a flirt
Do you stalk them ? Do you let them know you like them? Do you walk away?
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Auction
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Posted:Jan 8, 2016 3:52 pm
Last Updated:Feb 5, 2016 5:12 am 69928 Views
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Slow walks to the stage, my legs shaking. Looking down as I approach the steps. Walking up I feel the butter flies in my stomach. Then the man takes my hand. He directs me to the center of the stage. He whispers don't be shy there here for you. Then I hear him say the bidding will start at 10. I slightly raise my eyes to see who's out in the crowd. The lights shinning in my face can only see shadows. My body slightly trembles with the unknown. Then the music starts. My body tightens up, then I feel your hands moving along my body. Your voice whispers I need to remove some clothes to get a bid. I gasp in thought of my clothes being taken off in front of a crowd. Then I feel your hands pulling on my material. So I slowly move my body and your hands drop and you step away. Then I hear the crowd howling. I slowly unbutton my blouse looking down the whole time. My cheeks heating up turning red blushing as my fingers tremble trying to undo my buttons. Then my blouse opens up a cool breeze hits my flesh, the crowd howls and whistles. Then my body sways to the music I hear a man yell I will give you 10 for her. Then another one says 20. I glances up trying to see who is talking but cant. Then I feel you grab my blouse and tug on it taking it off my shoulders and my body. You expose my white flesh and my pink satin bra. I quick try to cover up but you slap my hands down telling me to show them off. They want to see what there buying slut. My heart beats fast I gasp as im exposed to them. Then I hear you asked for 30 for the slut. Then I hear you asked for 40.Then someone yells out they want to see more flesh of the slut. You walk up telling me to take off my skirt now. I look up shake me head no. You grab my chin lift it up. I stare into your cold eyes. You look into my soul and say off with it now or you were going to rip it off and I wouldn't like it. You dropped my chin. I took a deep breath and trembled. Then I felt your hand on my skirt and I jerked away. I looked at you as I unzipped my skirt slowly sliding it down over my butt to expose my pink panties. The crowd hollering yelling as my skirt fell to the ground. Then I heard 60 for the slut. I quickly looked up, my body shaking. My legs trembling . You stepped back to me telling me to remove all my clothes. I stood there staring out into the crowd. My hands slowly removing my satin bra one shoulder at a time. Then dropping it to the floor. Then placing my fingers in my panties pushing them over my firm ass down my legs to the floor. I hear 90 then a quietness over the room. I spread my legs facing the crowd I slide my hands over my soft flesh of my breast my fingers circling my nipples they begin to harden as I pull them out towards the crowd. I pinch them as I hear 100 for the slut. Then I hear you say SOLD. My mind stops what SOLD to who for what oh no please. Who bought me what will he do to me please no. Who would pay 100 for me? Why im not worth it.
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