Not your everyday Mom...or is she???
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Posted:Aug 25, 2007 6:16 pm
Last Updated:Jan 20, 2012 9:19 am
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Sometimes it's hard being a wife and mother when you are working during the day one has ballet, two have football and a fourth has cheerleading. Well struggling as a mother and multi-tasking all the time started to take it's toll on Carol. She was 38 with two in high school; one in middle school and one in elementary school...See Carol loved sex but after the fourth her husband was working all the time (not like she didn't work and run around the world, cook dinner, do homework and have everyone in bed on time everyday though)Marty said with all the stress from work and all that most of the time he just wasn't in the mood that much anymore (they avereaged sex once maybe twice a week)Carol is in her second sexual prime and horny all the time but Marty is always too tired. They have been swingers for years but mostly go to clubs and parties then play and come home, they never really went out without the other even though it was okay in their relationship. Carol's hormones are going crazy she looks hot for her age and started dressing like the teenagers. She took her little girls to cheerleading and ballet and dropped them off Marty would be picking them up on his way home. Then off to Football with the two boys at the high school. It was a hot August afternoon almost too hot to breathe outside so she went into the coaches office to sit in the air conditioning while the boys practiced football. She was wearing a short skirt and a halter top for 38 she looked barely legal. She never wore panties though; thinking she was alone in the office she bent over to find a book on the shelf to read to help pass the time. Two male teachers come in one is the driver's ed coach and the other is the anatomy and physics teacher. They had a carry cooler with them with ice and water in it; the driver's ed coach took an ice cold bottled water and held it just above her ass that was showing it dripped on it and startled her. Carol immediately stood and turned around swiftly her nipples were perky right through that white halter top. The driver's ed coach said, "sorry miss, you just looked hot" she smiled and told both of them that she was really hot....the anatomy teacher told her he had a Doctorate and to let him examine her for heat exhaustion. He layed her across the desk face down first examining her shoulders and back area while the coach dribbled an ice cube down her spine you could hear her moan. The teacher worked his way down to her nice, firm tight ass massaging the cheeks he asked her if it hurt anywhere and she said no that it felt good. Spreading her legs apart he continued examinng her while coach was rubbing an ice cube on her ass and letting it drip down her crack. The teacher ran his finger across her clit and rubbed it making sure it was ok and told her this was normal practice for heat exaustion and she nodded and agreed... her pussy was beginning to get very wet so the teacher said he needed a taste to make sure it was ok, he then started licking and sucking her sweet pussy and then suckled on her clit while inserting two fingers into her pussy massaging her g-spot. Carol was moaning with pleasure; coach helped her out of her halter top and stood in awe at her big, firm erect nipples that were saying hello to him as they swept across the cold desk. Coach stepped away and locked the door so no one would walk in on this exam. He went back to her and pulled one of her breasts to his mouth he licked. suckled and teased it while massaging the other with his other hand; teacher was still studying her lower anatomy he was examinging the clit with his tongue and her g-spot with his fingers to his surprise she had started squirting all over his face this turned him on more and more. Both men told her this could be serious we must do an idepth exam right away to make sure you are truly ok; Carol agreed. The men then took off their clothes they had big hard cocks and told Carol that they were thermometers and that she needed dual thermometers to check her heat level. She was then assisted to her knees where they told her to wet them up for easier insertion. She sucked deep and long on these two hard cocks, Ahhhh yes the men moaned as she deep throated their cocks they both applied ice cubes to her nipples with their hands. They had her stand up and the teacher said this is serious look at how hard her nipples are and just watching her pussy drip from squirting earlier; coach agreed and sat on the desk while the teacher helped Carol straddle coaches thermometer; he started bouncing her up and down on it and you could see the cum coming out of her sweet pussy; then teacher stuck his big hard cock in her pussy and they both fucked her for almost an hour in and out of both holes; she squirted all over their cocks. The teacher suckling those rock hard nipples and kissing her ever so passionate lips. Carol was finally being relieved of some built up sexual frustration and I mean who was she to argue when it came to professionals.Coach pulled out of her ass and jerked off on her face and tits as the anatomy teacher was finishing up he starte to pull out to cum all over her when the football players started banging on the door he had no choice but to dump his load inside her hot pussy. Coach hollard give me a minute on the phone. They scurried to find clothes and get dressed and a paper towel to clean Carol's face; Carol and the anatomy teacher sat at the student desks to look like they were having a conversation and coach went to open the door. Carol thanked the gentlemen for their help and hurried home with her boys to start dinner before Marty and the girls got home. She ran to the bathroom and cleaned up real quick and started dinner...Marty and the girls arrived they ate dinner and the went to bed....Marty had been thinking about Carol all day and the discussion she had with him about their sex life and he decided to change it.....Stay tuned for the contiuation of Carol and Marty.
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New short story coming soon!
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Posted:Aug 14, 2007 8:42 pm
Last Updated:Apr 14, 2010 9:27 am
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It's been a while and my creative wheels are turning another erotic story coming soon...it won't be long until the thought of the plot is complete and I can write for you once again.
Sorry for not blogging any sooner but you see; my life has been busy since last November and lots of things have happened. I just wanted my blog fan club to know that I am coming back with some more deep, erotic stories just for you....Stay tuned
Bella
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Rainy Nights
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Posted:Nov 19, 2006 7:23 pm
Last Updated:Nov 19, 2010 6:36 pm
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It was a rainy night in the spring, they were driving down a dark deserted road, when their car broke down with no cell signal there was no way he was going to leave her in the car as he went for help. They started walking down the road getting soaked in the rain, leaving the headlights on to help guide their way they continue for help. He looks at her as she is shivering he stops and holds her close, her firm, rock hard nipples showing through her thin white dress he feels them as he holds her close. He can't help himself he takes her breasts into his hands and starts kissing her in the rain with a dim glimmer from the headlights of their car in the distance. Their kisses get deeper and more passionate. He unbuttons a few buttons on her dress exposing her breasts to the pouring rain. He leans down and begins to suckle on one while teasing the other with his fingers. He rotates between each breast and nipple he bites with pleasure that sends passionate signals through her body. He takes one hand and runs it up under her dress up her thigh to her wanting, throbbing clit. They stop for a few moments and walks her back to the car and props her up on the hood where he puts her legs over his shoulders where he proceeds to licking and sucking on her clit, making her moan in ecstacy. He slides two fingers up into her warm, wet pussy massaging her g-spot while sucking her clit. All of a sudden there is a gush of warmness as she squirts all over his fingers and face he continues without hesitation making her cum and squirt over and over again. When he pulls his fingers out she gushes so hard it splatters his face. At this moment he has to have her and he pulls down his pants showing her his rock hard cock as the rain continue's to pour over them.He takes his thick, throbbing cock and thrusts it deep inside her wanting pussy. He fucks her hard while biting and nibbling on her rock hard nipples. She moans loudly with ecstacy, they get closer to the big orgasm with each thrust. Just as they were about to cum out of nowhere comes a big truck that pulls behind the car. A man gets out and walks around to them. He asks if he can help, that he is a tow truck driver. Laying there exposed they said they really needed the help but they didn't have the funds to pay him. The rain gets harder and the man offers the driver a piece of his wife in exchange for a tow. The man accepts the offer and drops his pants putting his semi-hard cock in the wife's mouth telling her to suck it hard, while her husband finished on his end fucking her. She sucks the stranger's cock making it rock hard while he is playing with her breasts, the husband is pounding her pussy hard until he cums. Then the stranger says let's all go to the flat bed of the tow truck and so they all move to his truck. The truck driver lays on his back and tells the man he wants his wife to ride him. The wife eagerly agrees after having is big cock in her mouth and she straddles him, she rides the truck driver on the back of the truck in the pouring rain, her husband comes and sticks his cock in her mouth and tells her to get him hard again. She rides and grinds into that truck driver while sucking her husband hard again. The husband pulls out of her mouth and kisses her while the truck driver his pulling on her hard nipples. The husband then goes around and mounts her ass and fingers it first to stretch it with the truck driver's cock in her pussy, the husband then sticks is cock into her ass giving her double penetration. Moans of pleasure coming from all involved, they fill both her holes with their cocks fucking her like she has never been fucked before in the rain. They all cum and when both the men pull out she squirts everywhere. Once done the truck driver tows them to the nearest town and tells them that he wasn't going to charge them for the tow but they offered the exchange and he could not resists. He asks the husband if he and his wife could come play with the couple one night and the husband and wife agreed.....
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Fate
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Posted:Aug 27, 2006 7:31 pm
Last Updated:Nov 19, 2010 6:36 pm
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Do you believe in fate? I do now. Life has dealt me turmoil over the last few years. I lost and never thought I would find that kind of love again. I dated, lived with others and the usual playing around. I had no emotions or feelings other than friendly love. Until recently, I have discovered that I can love again and there are people in this world that can love you unconditionally. I never found myself beautiful or sexy and if I heard those words I figured it to be charm or kindness to either be friendly or to get into my pants. I have recently discovered that someone out in this world really loves me for me. One who loves me unconditionally and adores me for the person I am. They see beyond my flaws and to them I am truly a beautiful person. Still hard to fathom but I know that they mean it when they say it. Do you know what it feels like, to leave their presence and just feel so sad and blue, like as if you had just lost your best friend but it was really just your heart aching and yearning to be in their arms one moment longer. To miss them so much that it is all you can think about is when is the next time we are going to be together again. Afraid that you have already lost so much time with this person because you did not take the time to get to know them sooner. To miss the cuddles, the kisses, the tender touches and the strong arms that hold you and keep you safe always. Always take time in your busy life to let the one's close to you know that you love them and appreciate them. Let them know what they mean to you and open your heart wide and show them the love they deserve. Life is worth living and giving it all you got because the next day may be to late. Give your heart and soul to all in which you believe and care and let fate take care of the rest. To all my friends that I hold dear, I want each and everyone of you to know that I love you and think that you are all special to me.
Eleven years ago, I had to say goodbye to my best friend and the love of my life. The first man to teach me what it really meant to be in love, one who adored me and cherished me with his whole being. I never thought I would find that kind of love again, so unconditionally and true until now. I Love you!
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Live, Life,Love
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Posted:Aug 20, 2006 8:05 am
Last Updated:Nov 19, 2010 6:35 pm
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Life is a beautiful thing, from birth until your time is through on earth. In the beginning you enter this place so sweet and innocent ready to learn all that life has to offer. You learn how to crawl, walk and talk. Then as you get older you have so much knowledge of life and the things around you. Then you learn how to love, other than your immediate family. You learn how to fall in love with someone that is so special to you. It gives you a warm fuzzy feeling all over and you don't like to spend your days apart from them. Then marriage, if you are lucky you will marry your soulmate for an everlasting, loving relationship. A little ways down the road you may have and you get to teach them all the life has to offer. You start to grow older with your partner in life and maybe you even have some grandchildren and retire from a job that you have worked for thirty years. Before you know it you are celebrating your 50th wedding anniversary, What a milestone to complete in life. All these things happen because of love... Live, Life, Love...Always
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A garden hose and an Ice cream truck!
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Posted:Jul 18, 2006 7:26 pm
Last Updated:Nov 19, 2010 6:37 pm
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It was a hot summer's day, the sun was shinning and I was out in the front yard working on my tan. I went to the garden hose and showered myself with the cool, refreshing water. It made my nipples so hard through my thin swimsuit. I get back in my chair taking in some more sun. Soaking wet, I catch myself rubbing my erect nipples. My left hand wandered down my tummy to the crease of my bathing suit leg, where it eased it's way in there and started rubbing my enlarged clit. So I am outside rubbing my nipples and my clit. I take one breast out of the suit and pull it towards my mouth so that I can suck on it. The intensity builds as I am sucking on my breast and rub my clit. I stop only for a second to fetch that garden hose. I sit down with the hose and start letting it drizzle over my erect clit through my suit. The sensations are so overwhelming, I start moaning and put a little more force on the spray, I slide the leg of my bathing suit over and let the direct spray it my clit and labia area. I moan louder, squirming all over my chair. Multiple orgasms one by one. What I didn't notice during all of this was the ice cream man in his truck across the street. While I was all into myself and my orgasms I felt it get a little colder around my throbbing clit, nice and cold sliding up and down my pulsing clit then the coldness entered my hot, wet wanting pussy. I looked up and saw that the ice cream man had seen how hot I was and took out a bomb pop and was cooling my hot, wet pussy with it. I gasped when I realized what was happening and he just went shhhhh....with a slight smile.
It was melting in my pussy, dripping cold down my ass. It was the most amazing sensation I had ever felt. When the popsicle had melted he pulled the stick out and brought it to my mouth where I licked and sucked it clean. He insisted that he clean up the mess he made so he eased his way down between my thighs where he started sucking and licking my clit and hot, wet honey hole. My orgasms continued one after the other and I squirted his face several times. He told me how excited it made him when I was cumming like that. He took my hand and led me to his truck of fun. He propped me up on top of the freezer and took out another pop, he used it to make me squirt again. I soaked the pop with my juices he then brought it up to my lips and we tasted it together. I saw a can of reddi whip and I grabbed it and unzipped his pants and pulled out his throbbing cock. I sprayed it with the cold whip topping and licked it off and sucked him deep into my throat. Sucking, licking, teasing him with my tongue until he couldn't stand it no more. He guided me up and bent me over the freezer and thrusted his hard, throbbing cock deep into my hot, wet, wanting pussy. He thrusted harder and harder as we both moaned in orgasmic pleasure. We both finally came hard at the same time, breathless and satisfied.
I looked at him and said thank you and he said, no, thank you! Now that you have been such a good girl I found a long lost favorite of yours from your childhood and he gave me a Cherry bomb and kissed me good bye he had to go finish his route. Now everytime I hear the music of an ice cream truck, I get wet just thinking about it.
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PASSIONATE WINDS
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Posted:Jul 2, 2006 9:43 pm
Last Updated:Nov 19, 2010 6:38 pm
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PASSIONATE WINDS
Violent waves from an angry ocean, crash upon the sands at the base of a small beach house which sits precariously on the edge of a shoreline. A dangerous storm which has moved into the area batters down strong winds, menacing lightning, and destructive waves onto this delicate domicile. Inside this questionable shelter are two people who, after becoming stranded on this beach, decided to take refuge. Two strangers thrown together, either by fate or coincidence, who would embrace each other through desperation and the desire to hold someone in a time of crisis.
The first of the two is a young woman, somewhere in her twenties, who was jogging when the brunt of the storm caught her on the beach. Her hair, though drenched, was almost black, her skin barely tan. She wore a drenched sweat suit which clung closely to her fit body.
The other was a young man in his late twenties who was out in the ocean doing some snorkeling. He became so engrossed in it, that he swam about a quarter of a mile from his own beach house. The lightning and winds became so intense that he decided to hold up here until they calmed enough for him to make it home. All he wore were some boxers in which he swam, which were of course soaked.
It had been several hours that the two had been held up in this house. The storm had grown progressively worse since they had fled into someone else's home. Whoever owned the place hadn't come home and considering the force of the storm probably would not soon. It was mid-morning when these two accidental strangers met, relatively clear, though now, it was nearly black outside. With the exception of the many flashes of lightning, in this time period together, the two hadn't really spoke, aside from the man telling, coaxing her into this house which was not his.
The power had been out since the two had entered the house, and they had candles and flashlights in use. Since the storm had gotten worse, the house quickly became littered with soft, flickering, yellow light from the many candles they had lit. Each had hoped silently that the storm would have subsided by this time, and they would be home. Now, however, with the storm worsening, fear of not escaping this crisis was quickly bringing them together. The young woman, who had been pacing incessantly for the past twenty-minutes, finally broke the silence between them.
"It's beginning to look like the storm is never going to go away." Her soft voice was clearly tainted with fear and concern, "this may have been my final jog. I spent years staying in shape, waiting for mister right to come and sweep me off my feet, and what happens...?" With her hands, she gestures at her body, "this beautifully, fit body goes to waste in a storm because I was jogging instead of watching the Weather Channel."
The young man looked her over and tried to lift her spirits by joking, "it's not a total waste... at least when they find our bodies, the coroner that takes possession of yours will be envied by his undertaking friends."
It was clear by her gaze that she was not amused. "Is that all you can do? Sit there and make fun of me when we're about to die. I've never been truly romanced in my life. And in my last moments on Earth, I'm stuck with some who would rather make jokes about me, than to make love to me."
"I would give my life to have you. It's just hard to believe that someone with your beauty could possibly be a virgin." "I never said I was a virgin, I said I've never been romanced. Never met a man who could satisfy me emotionally or sexually. And now it seems I will never know what it's like to be touched both emotionally and physically. Life's a beach, and that's where you die."
"I can touch your heart and I would love to touch your body. I just didn't think that you would be able to appreciate me. I mean, I'm no Mel Gibson."
“Well, if you could touch my heart, you would be better." His eyes met hers and a moment of silent thoughts echoed between them, while outside the storm raged on. And for a moment, the two saw some good from this storm. "Oh, by the way, my name is Marc... it's a pleasure to meet you," he said as he put out his hand. She shook his hand as she replied, "and you. I am Marianne.
So... keeping in mind this could be our last moment to touch someone, will you take me?" Without speaking, Marc nodded his head and put his arms around her waist. "We should really get out of these wet clothes. We wouldn't want to catch a cold." "Yeah... if I'm going to die, I want to die healthy." The moment had finally lightened between them as they both shared a laugh. Marianne put his hands at the tail of her sweat shirt and asked him to help her pull it off. Marc did so willingly and watched it slide over her small firm breasts, his eyes widened as her firm nipples snapped as the tight clothing slid past them.
She smiled at his reaction and stifled a giggle. Marianne then put his hands on her hips and with her head gestured at her sweat pants. He knelt before her and gently pulled them down her slim hips, past her knees, and finally over her petite feet one by one. As he sat on his knees, his eyes were level with her womanhood and he leaned in slowly, placing the side of his face against her tuft.
Again a smile etched over her lips, and this time she placed her hands on his head and stroked his hair with her fingers. Some how or another, she was sure that this would be his first time. And with that in mind, she knew that it would be an experience for her as well. She decided that she might have to talk him through the first few moments. "Now, Marc, lift me in your arms and carry me into the next room. Then gently lay me on the floor near the candles." Marc did as she asked and carried her into the den, and lovingly placed her gently on the floor.
As this was about to be his first time, and that he had never touched a woman before, he wanted so much just to feel every inch of her skin. Just to run his hands and fingers over every contour. Just to feel in his heart as well as his palms what a woman was like. But she would probably think that's weird and tried to put it out of his mind. Seeing the curiosity in his eyes, she smiled lightly, "what do you want to do? I know this is your first time. Do it, no matter what it is. Tell me." Though the candles only put forth a minimal amount of light, she clearly saw his face flush red.
His voice became vulnerable and timid, "I want to touch you, but not just your breasts or... your womanhood. I just want to run my hands over every inch of your skin. To feel every muscle, every contour. Your body is just so beautiful, I want to appreciate it in every way." Inside her, she could feel not only excitement, but she was flattered by his honesty and his desire to experience her the way that she always wanted a man to.
Marc was definitely not only amazed, but also fascinated with her, and this was the ultimate aphrodisiac for her. "Then please do." Marianne took his hands in hers and placed his palms against her stomach. "Feel every inch of me. Touch me anywhere that you wish. I want you to know desire, because once you know it, we can embrace it together." Marc's hands slowly moved from her stomach, to her breasts, gently caressing them and with his fingertips fondling her nipples. Slowly and reluctantly he moved back down towards her stomach, over it and into the sparse hairs which covered her womanhood. Marianne felt erotic sensations within her as his fingers teased her lips and rubbed over her clit. However, his hands then moved to her hips, feeling as much of her cheeks that weren't touching the floor. Then on down her legs he moved, slowly feeling and touching them. When reaching her feet, he gently caressed them and placed them against the sides of his face. For a few moments his kissed the bottoms of her feet, his tongue playing over the wrinkles as her feet curled with anticipation. As much as she was enjoying his curiosity, she wished Marc would pay more attention to other parts of her body. And almost as if he'd heard her thoughts, he began to move up the insides of her legs, placing kisses barely inches apart. Perhaps she could speed him up by telling him how to take her. 'Nah,' she thought. Of all the men she'd had, this was the first who actually spent time exploring her body. The others were in and out, getting what they wanted and pushing her aside when they were done. Finally she would experience passion as it was meant to be. Though the storm raged relentlessly outside, its rains resounding through the roof, for the moment, her only thoughts were on the pleasure which was building within her. Marianne embraced her feelings as she felt his smooth wet tongue moving up the inside of her legs. Slowly moving past her knees, up her thighs, and finally reaching her eager womanhood, which was barely wet in anticipation. Her eyes rolled into the backs of her eyelids as he gently slid it between her lips and could feel as he swirled around her clit. As he probed her with his tongue, he also inserted his right fore finger and gently probed within her. As her back began to arch she placed her fingers on either side of her lips and spread them open so that he could dip deeper within her womanhood. And plunge deeper he did, till soon his mouth was in full embrace with her womanhood. Her lips touching his, the sweet nectar of her flower enticing his appetite for her. Her tiny hairs caressing his face as it undulated with the movement of his tongue. Where had he been all her life, why had no other brought her this close to true passion? Though years older than he, she felt as if she were experiencing her youth once more. Feeling desire as it was meant to be felt, holding on to each second, savoring every sensation. Drinking in every ounce of pleasure which flowed from within his being. Of all those who had made love to her before, none other had truly made her feel the love which she felt now. Marc discovered new sensations within her that even she had yet to find. His tongue licking over the rim of her lips, plunging between them, his lips engulfing hers and sucking them for every drop of juice within her. Tasting at her, savoring her, partaking of this fruit of passion, devouring every inch of her flesh. She was the only morsel of food that could satisfy his hunger. And he hadn't even begun to experience all that was part of her buffet of love. Soon, no matter how much he devoured of her, he became more and more hungry for her. And his tongue licked up over the corner between her lips, through her forest of hairs, over her firm stomach, around the rims of her breasts till it reached the tips of her nipples. Marianne quivered as she felt his lips massaging her breasts and nipples, his gentle touch bringing her to the edge of climax, and yet she had only experienced his inexperience. It was his curiosity that had taken her beyond what she perceived as passion. Since he didn't know what she wanted or exactly what to do, he did everything that he could think to do. And it was that which was so enticing to her. Marianne watched not only in anticipation but also smiled supportively as his body loomed over hers. His hands at her sides, his arms supporting his body, his waist lowered and his bottom resting on his heels which were between her legs. She could feel his manhood resting within the fibers covering her womanhood. It wasn't erect, but she could feel it pulsating faster and faster as his heartbeat raced. She could feel tiny strands of saliva streaming along the edges of her small but firm breasts, as he engulfed them within his mouth. How much more could he do, she thought, would he ever grow tired of her. She hoped that his curiosity would go until her last breath. As he continued to feel her small firm breasts, she began to run her hands through his hair. Gently she stroked his hair, urging to stroke him, and let him find that which he has never found. Show him the path to desire, the door to passion, and the shelter of love. And fate willing, if they were to survive the storm outside, she could have him again and again. But for now she would take him to new heights, and hopefully she would feel new depths. Within her rose the intensity of an orgasm, his touches of exploration had almost delivered her something she had never truly experienced with a man. He would soon give her a gift that no other man had given her. Not only was that gift his virginity, but the fact that no man had given her this type of orgasm. Every other man had only inspired one, one that she had to give herself after they had gotten and gone. But not this time. Marc was still here, and he hadn't even dipped the length of his manhood within her sweet womanhood. And yet, the orgasm was here. Marianne wanted Marc to feel it with her, to embrace him as it filled her heart and soul. So quickly, as it welled up within her, she took his face within her hands and plunged his lips down to meet hers. Juices flowing from both her mouth and her womanhood. And within his throat he could feel her moans as they echoed between. Within himself he could feel more desire, more hunger, and in his mouth he could taste satisfaction. As he encountered her tongue, it danced about his mouth, his joined it's orgasmic frolic and his hands surged over her face. His fingers just behind her ears, as he leaned deeper into her kiss. "Ohhh... you've given me more than you know... now... let me take you... show you things you never thought existed... mmm...?" Marianne's body lifted from the floor, her back arched and her breasts projecting her large nipples into the midst of candlelight which surrounded them. She gently nudged him backwards till he was laying on his back. And though, as his body went back and she felt his manhood barely peer between her lips, she decided to show him the same courtesy that he showed her. Her hands reached down to his manhood, and stroked it gently till it was at its peak. Placing one hand under his sack, she lowered her head and began to tease his tip with her tongue. Playing around it's rim, wetting it with her tongue before engulfing it. Slowly her tongue licked the side of his shaft, slowly down one side and quickly up the other. Then with her hands, she gently spread her liquids over it, a few strokes to temp it, before devouring him. Marc's body surged with sensations he'd never known before, his back arched a little as her lips wrapped around his rod. He could feel the warm skin of her lips and their soft pressure massaging him with each stroke. At first she started slow, just fast enough to keep his attention. This being his first time with a woman, she knew that he couldn't handle a fast pace. She would ease him into desire, and push him beyond the threshold of pleasure. With one hand at the base of his manhood as she began to increase her pace, while the other hand gripped tightly at his sack. His large testicles subsiding from the light pressure of her fingers as she rolled them around their home. Within moments she could feel his body getting tense, she knew as she had known many times before, he was on the verge of his orgasm. But it was too soon, what if he really was like the others. Once he cums he rolls over and goes to sleep. So, out of fear of fleeting passion, she pulled away, his manhood throbbing, eagerly awaiting its release. Her mouth moved over his rippled stomach and over his smooth, hairless chest. She took his nipples in her mouth, played with them with her tongue, and nibbled at them with her teeth. After several minutes of licking his chest she ran her tongue up his neck, over his chin, and slid it between his tightly pressed lips. Although she did not place her lips on his, he appreciated how experienced she was. Her tongue played over his lips, she could taste her own flavor over their surfaces. Marc smiled at her as their eyes met, a smile which she returned. He was ready. They had selflessly primed each other, and now they were both ready to experience each other. Though she knew that he probably wouldn't last more than a few moments, she figured that if she were on top, that she could go until she wanted to stop. And that he would let her. Marianne grasped his manhood with one hand and with her other balanced herself as she slid him within her gates of flesh. She could feel him pulsing within, even before she began to stroke. For a moment, she sat there, just sharing the moment with him, letting his manhood throb within her. Of all the men she had been with, she had never had the opportunity to actually feel them pulsing within her. They were so concerned with getting it and getting out, that she never got to feel the pleasure of not doing anything. Marianne's body leaned forward, her small breasts surging forward as she took a deep breath, "now I'm going to start out real slow. So you can last a little longer. You probably won't last than a few minutes, if that... but that's natural... if you're willing, and I hope you will be... after you've shot your last strand within me... you will allow me to keep going... believe me, you won't regret it..." Marc said nothing, as the moment was too overwhelming for him, just nodded.
"Here we go..." Marianne placed her hands on his chest and Marc watched with delight as her hips surged forward. He could feel himself going deeper with her, and felt her breath as she released a deep sigh. "While I stroke, I want to feel your hands over my body... anywhere you want to put them..." Marianne was an angel, she had taken him to heaven and delivered him to paradise. He watched with excitement as she stroked at his manhood. His eyes caressed her form, and his hands frolicked over her contours. His eyes closed and his mind concentrated on the feeling which he had never known before. Her warm wet flesh and muscles gently devouring him, bathing him in orgasmic waters which washed away his virginity as he swam deep within their seas of passion. Marianne's breasts began to bob as she stroked a little faster, she could tell he was about to cross the line. His eyes closed and his back began to arch. She could feel his fingertips closing tightly around her breasts. Her nipples suffocating from the pressure, flushing deep red. Pain, but once he came, the pain would pass... for the moment. From his mouth sounded a moan, it was involuntary, and he couldn't stop it. She could feel his liquids, as the force from the pressure of thirteen years of celibacy thrust them deep within her. And she felt his manhood growing softer and softer. Marianne hoped that it wouldn't take long for him to recuperate, for she knew that it would take him much longer to reach a second orgasm. With her hand she removed him from her womanhood and watched as tiny strands of white liquid dribbled from its head. It slowly pulsed, and for the moment it didn't seem as though he would recover. This was his first time, she thought, 'I was too much for him.' Her body still straddled his and when he looked at her to complement her, he saw streams of liquid hanging from between her lips. Marianne watched in delight as his manhood began to surge once more. Her fingers wrapped around it and she felt it grow until it filled her hand. Her eyes sought out his for approval, and he gently nodded, and she smiled as his head dropped back to the floor. Soft yellow candlelight reflected from the sheets of sweat which covered them. On the walls, silhouettes of their bodies danced about as the candles flickered, for soon they would burn out. Outside, the storm raged on, the rain splashing on the windows, the flashes of lightning lighting the room as she was to once more embrace her new love. Once more was he fully erect, and she parted her lips with his manhood. This time, however, she started out at her pace. Marc watched, though tired, was still aroused at the undulations of her hips. Each thrust was both long and short, each equal to the one before. For the moment, he belonged to her, and he was willing to be taken. Never before with any other man, had she ever been in control. It felt very liberating. And it was in that alone that her desires flowed deeper than ever before. Marc wasn't being submissive, nor did she want him to be. Their feelings were mutual, the only difference was that she could do it how she wanted, and because he wanted to please her, she knew he would. As she stroked at him, she rubbed her clit with her fingers, taking her over the top of ecstasy. If she continued at this pace, and in this manner, she wouldn't be able to last. But the moment was so intense, that she couldn't stop. She had become so used to pleasuring herself, and knowing how good it felt, and now she did it in conjunction with a man. Her appetite grew, her hunger for Marc expanded, and her pleasure intensified as she neared her climax. However, she would go until Marc could no longer. Marc's body was tired, and even though he could feel her thrusting faster and harder, he could feel his arousal heightening beyond what it was the first time he came. Reluctantly his arms responded to his desires to feel her body as she took what he offered to her. His hands flat against her stomach, moved up and down her chest with each stroke. He could feel her nipples against his palms as they passed over her smooth breasts. They were no more than a handful, but that's all that he wanted. If nothing else, just being able to stare at her perfect breasts, would push him to strive to be everything that she needed. Quickly he realized that she was near her next climax, as not only did her pace increase, but he could feel her fingernails as they dug into his chest. The moans and coos slowly became audible as she approached it. But as she neared, he became so enthralled in pleasing her, that his desire to overtake the situation became overwhelming. Marc quickly but gently rolled her to her back, her legs spread and her knees resting on her breasts. His body now atop hers, his arms at her sides providing the needed balance as he plunged deep within her, driven by carnal desires. His eyes focused on her breasts as they rippled with each thrust of his manhood. And in a moment, he could feel her liquids erupting from within and his flowing from between her lips and him. Seeing the pleasure in her eyes, he pushed on, even past her orgasm. "are you willing to go farther... I hope so, because I really want to..." Marianne nodded, realizing that she had finally found the man of her dreams. The man who desired to please her at every turn. His thrusts were fast and deep, and he could feel her womanhood tightening around him. Its wet texture arousing him even more, and she could feel him grow yet even harder. Both of them began to moan, almost rhythmically, each one singing carnal choruses up to the fates which brought them together. And as they each reached their final orgasms, they could hear the storm gently subsiding, the rain drops becoming more infrequent, thunder falling off into the distance, and the light of the sun peering curiously through the dark clouds down upon them through the window. And just as their bodies relaxed they felt the warm rays on their sweating naked bodies. Together, hand in hand, they stood, tiny strands of love dripping from each of their bodies, dangling precariously as they walked towards the sliding door which faces the ocean. They stared out upon the fierce clouds as they fled towards the horizon, knowing that with every storm it could return. And knowing that the storm of passion could also rain over them, once again bathing them in the desire to please each other. They smiled at each other, realizing that the storm had brought them together, and that now, each had found what they were each seeking before they met. Marc was seeking something to pass his time, and now had someone to pass eternity with. Marianne was seeking someone who would please her with the same drive as she had, yet found one who was driven by curiosity and exceeded that which she sought. And now each had someone, to share life with, to share the experience of ultimate pleasure. Each generous enough to seek to pleasure the other, and that alone would keep them together. So when they departed from this house, they walked along the weather beaten sands beneath their feet towards their destiny with each other. When they met, each was one, now they are two who have become one... one which will never be two again.
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Posted:Jun 13, 2006 3:06 pm
Last Updated:Jul 19, 2006 4:20 am
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I want you to close your eyes for a minute and clear your mind... I'm going to take you to a very special place, my favorite; we are going on a picnic. Its real deep in the woods, there is a beautiful water fall; the water is cool but not cold. Behind the water fall is an open flat landing.
You and I get there early one morning; we are hot by the time we get there so we decide to cool off. Both of us strip and dive into the water taking the cooler with us. We are going to have our lunch behind the water fall. We are standing under the water, as we kiss the water is cascading over our bodies. As cold as the water is we are getting so hot. I push you back on the landing; your cock is already so hard. I lay out a blanket from the cooler and gently push you onto it. You think we are going to make love now but we aren't.
I reach over and pull out a couple of scarves, you get a little worried but you let me do what I want to do. I take one and gently tie your hands together over your head. I pull the other one thru my hands; you are thinking what the hell is she going to do with that one. I start kissing your face, eyes, mouth. I slip the scarf over your eyes blindfolding you. You keep asking me what I'm going to do to you, I don't say a word. I just start kissing your chest. I back off looking at you I almost wish you could see my eyes, the look of pure lust and love I am giving you but you can't see that all you have is a feeling of anticipation of what is to come. I don't want you be able to touch or see me, for once in your life I just want you to feel.
I take an ice cube out of the cooler and put it into my mouth then go back to your nipples sucking and gently biting them they are almost as hard as your cock. I can feel you shiver as I run my nails up your sides and the underside of your arms, putting little butterfly kisses all over you as I work my way up to your hands. I put your figures into my mouth and suck on them one at a time. You are begging me to suck on your cock instead!
But I just roll you over and start rubbing your back kissing it all over, moving down to your ass. I love your body I could spend hours just looking and tasting you. You are beautiful I take my tongue and run it down the crack of your ass, as I do I reach under you and start playing with your balls. You arch your ass up to my mouth, I'm laying on my stomach in-between your legs, sucking on your ass running my tongue around your hole and sucking on the small area under your balls. You are going nuts!!!! I roll you back over onto your back and start kissing the inside of your legs, I put your cock in my mouth sucking on the head for just a second then move off, I hear your say O My God don't stop! I get a piece of ice to cool my mouth off, then I go back down on you. As I move your cock in and out of my mouth you are begging me to untie your hands so you can touch me.
But I have no intention of doing it. As much as you want to touch me I'm so enjoying this. Somewhere in the back of my mind I realize if you really wanted loose you could get loose, but you realize I'm enjoying the feeling of control. Just the though of having a man like you, so perfect in every way, trusting me like this is in it's self a turn on for me. I have never loved any one like I love you.
I gently scrape my teeth up and down your cock; it doesn't hurt. I then suck real hard on the head of your cock enjoying the taste of your pre cum. As I'm sucking on your cock my tongue is playing on the underside of it, one hand on your balls rolling them in my hand. The other hand is playing with your nipples, you keep asking me to stop, you want to fuck me but I don't stop. I want you to cum in my mouth; I need to taste you, all of you. As I squeeze your nipples and suck on your cock you let go...and cum, it seams to last forever. I don't think you have ever cum so hard in my mouth as your cum hits the back of my throat time after time.
I love it, you taste salty but great as you cum I reach down and put my finger inside my pussy feeling the wetness, I then put my finger to your nose, you can smell the sex and the need I have for you. You open your mouth I slide my finger in and let you suck on it. You tell me how sweet, like nothing you have ever tasted.
After you relax a few minutes you start begging me to untie you again. You don't know it yet but I'm not finished with you. I move off and open the cooler reach inside and take out some stuff, first I open a bottle of wine taking a drink then filling my mouth with wine, I start to kiss you, you think but instead you find your mouth filling up with cold wine. You’re thirsty and as you drink from my mouth it starts to turn you on. I watch as your cock starts getting hard again. I start feeding you; I don't tell you what I make you tell me what I am putting into your mouth. In between feeding you I'm running my hands over your chest playing with your nipples, rubbing my tits all over you. I take some chocolate syrup and pore it on my nipples letting you eat it off. God it feels so good I don't know how much more I can take.
By now your cock is rock hard again and I still haven't touched you. You’re begging me to let you loose so we can have intercourse; I'm telling you how much I want you inside me. As I move over you I reach up and take off the blindfold letting you watch me as I slide my pussy over your chest. Moving down on you to give your cock one last kiss before I untie your hands, I want to look into your eyes as you slide into me. As I slip my tongue into your mouth your cock is slipping into my pussy, I'm wet, hot and tight...before I start moving on you I whisper into your ear, “You have no ideal now much I want and need you. You reach up and caress my tits as I start moving on your cock you’re telling me how great it feels to be inside me at last. Holding me down on your cock I can feel myself starting to climax, it feels like the top of my head is coming off. I can feel my body tremble as wave after wave of pure pleasure washes over me.
Somewhere I hear you telling me Baby I can't hold on much longer. You cradle my face in your hands as you explore my mouth. I can feel your kisses to the core of my being. All of a sudden you slide one arm around my ass and we roll over together never leaving my pussy you land on top of me and start sliding in and out of me real slow letting me feel every inch of your cock. I hear a pop as you slide out of me, I start to rise up but you push me back down. With one last kiss you start moving down my body, setting me on fire again. I can feel your hands sliding under my ass, squeezing me in your hands. As I move my legs apart you kiss each thigh blowing gently on my skin teasing me.
This is pay back in the best way, making me wait. I can feel your breath on my pussy then finely thank god I feel your tongue as you lick my pussy lips. I think I have died and gone to heaven as your mouth and hands start working there magic on me. I can feel my climax building up as I try to get you to start sucking on my clit all of a sudden I feel you push your middle finger inside me. You know exactly where my g-spot is and when you find it I feel your mouth latch on my clit. My ass comes off of the ground as I try to push your mouth into me holding your head against my pussy as I climax again. You start gently licking me as I start coming down leaving a trail of wetness as you move up to my mouth. You slip your tongue into my mouth letting me taste what you have been tasting. You back off a little grinning and tell me how much you love the way I taste. I can feel how hard your cock is as you slide into me and start moving in and out of me. I hear you say "Baby tell me what you want?" I want you to fuck me hard I say.
You turn me onto my hands and knees, I can feel your cock on my ass and I reach between my legs and grab your cock gilding it into my pussy. You start slowly pushing your cock all the way in then pulling out until just the head is still inside me. I reach under me grabbing your balls playing with them for a second. You tell me you’re almost ready to cum. I can feel my own climax building up as I tell you to fuck me harder. I can feel your cock growing as you hold on to my hips slamming into me. As you hit my ass I can feel your hot cum squirting inside me. OMG I go off, my climax is so hard all I see is stars.
As you fall on to me you roll us over onto our sides still inside me. We are both so hot I feel you pull my hair up and blow onto my neck to help cool me off. You whisper "I'm so happy" and you are because you are where you belong, with me together..."The measure of life is not the number of breaths that we take, but in the number of moments that take our breaths away" and this one just did.
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She may not be
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Posted:May 22, 2006 6:56 pm
Last Updated:Aug 14, 2007 8:42 pm
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She may not be the dream that you dreamed of.
She's not perfect
Nor is she beautiful
She doesn't have an hour glass figure
Nothing about her says perfection.
She does however; have a heart of gold
Strength to survive
Waterproof shoulders
She's loving, caring and affectionate
She can teach you new things
and spice up the old.
She can make you smile
She can make you laugh
She's a wonderful person.
She can walk away from disasters
She can pick up the pieces and start again
But one thing she can't get enough of is friends.
I'm glad you are mine.
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My little black cloud
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Posted:May 15, 2006 8:14 pm
Last Updated:Nov 19, 2010 6:40 pm
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I am one of those people that if it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have any luck at all. I have been married and then found myself amongst the divorce group. The best thing that came from that was my wonderful . Later on after that I met the most wonderful man in the world. He was surely to be my soulmate. He taught me the difference between loving someone and being in love with someone. Our relationship blossomed over time. We fell in love and eventually got engaged. He was a dream come true, he admired me and loved me unconditionally. He told me to spare no expense on the wedding and to make sure every detail was perfect so that I could have that childhood fairytale wedding that every little girl dreams hers will be one day. I did, I planned the perfect wedding the only thing left was to walk down the isle with three short weeks left. I had my future husband, his , my , the house and a dog. The family was almost complete just waiting to say, "I do." Three weeks to the day before the wedding my fiancee' was in an accident, which later in the day he passed away. I remember the call I got at work that morning telling me I needed to get to the hospital to say good-bye. I left work in a rush and hurried to the hospital. It was horrible his face was hardly recognizable and he was paralized. Upset and in tears a few hours passed and so did he. At 26 years old I had to grow up real fast and cancel a wedding I had only dreamed of and plan a funeral for the one that I loved. For two years I had nothing to do with anybody but my and his I had shut myself out from the world. After about two years of grieving I finally started going out and moving on. I dated a few people and it wasn't the same until one day I met a special someone, we had a great time when we were together. We eventually moved in together and over time realized that we were better friends than lovers and to this day he is my best friend. To me he is one of the girls and to him I am just one of the guys but the friendship was the best way for that one to go. I eventually met someone else. He was the official bullshit artist, he put on the charm thick hooked me in and eventually moved his way into my home on the beach in Florida. Everything was grand until he finally got settled and then all he ever thought about was computer gaming. Now don't get me wrong I was very much an online gamer myself, but I did have a life outside of gaming. He was a mama's boy that was use to being waited on hand and foot. He expected me to get him a drink when he asked for it. He didn't cook that was the woman's job. I tolerated it because I loved him, yes loved him not in love with him. His mother passed away and he said he needed to go back home to help his dad and that he would get a job there and get us a place and move my and myslef up there with him. I had faith and believed in him. During the mean time while he was doing that supposedly. I lost my beautiful beach house to hurricane Ivan on September 16, 2004. While I was out of state during the evacuation when I would talk to him on the phone he didn't really seem concerned. I returned home to find I had lost almost everything I owned. I joined everyone else in picking up debris and such stuggling to find that little something that I might be able to salvage. Well my hutch was against the wall that the steps backed up to and my entire glass collection was still in tact. The tears that rolled down my eyes that there was some hope that I might find a few more of my belongings. I did however lose a jewelry box which had my jewelry from my fiancee' that had passed away. I lost all of it and it wasn't found by me anyways. Six long weeks of cleaning up debris and finding what I could to salvage. At the park the post office had put up mailboxes for the homes that were lost. One day in October I went to the mail box to get my mail and my cell bill was in there. This guy that I was waiting on to get us a home up north his phone was on my plan and it had a bunch of calls to a certain number. I called it to find out that he had been seeing this 19yr old for a couple of months and that he no longer wanted anything to do with me. It was all just a "let's tell her what she wants to hear B.S. call when he would call me." So once again on my own, mind you before I was married I have also survived being trapped in a fire, several tornadoes and a flood. I have lived through disaster after disaster. Just how much can one person take in their life. I often wonder why I am being punished. I picked up the pieces from the hurricane put them in storage and made my way back home to central Alabama where I was raised most of my life. I still to this day live in a hotel suite after the hurricane. Katrina victims make me sick with complaining about what they haven't received when they got a hell of a lot more than I did. I pay for my suite every week not Fema. I was never offered temporary shelter and they gave me only 600.00 for my total loss which was barely enough to get me back here. Am I a victim? Or a survivor? I tend to wonder that from time to time. Can my life possibly get any worse? Guess we will have to wait and see. On the positive note though I want to thank all my new friends here on Affairlook for your friendship and support I love you guys. I have a special friend in my life that I met from here and I want to personally thank you for all the happiness you have given me and keep giving me. You make me smile on my cloudy days and my strength to move on you will never know how much you have changed my life and I just want to say Thank You. I have a black cloud and it doesn't seem to go away one day I look forward to seeing sunny days.....Bella
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