Welcome to my lil corner of the world where I can throw all the hissy fits I want or I can share my most erotic passions with you. It totally depends on my mood.
I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out.
MUNICH, Germany - A woman was stopped at Munich airport after baggage control handlers found the skeleton of her brother sealed in a plastic bag in her luggage, police said Wednesday.
The 62-year-old woman and her 63-year-old friend, who both live in Italy, were hauled in by airport police Tuesday after a scan of the bag showed a human skull and other bones. The women were traveling to Italy from Brazil.
It turned out that the woman was trying to fulfill the last wish of her brother — who died 11 years ago in Sao Paulo, Brazil — to be buried in Italy.
The travelers produced the appropriate papers from Brazilian authorities for the unusual transport, and were allowed to carry on their way to Naples — bones and all.
Hmmmm.. so Im thinking, the woman's brother has been in a suitcase for 11 years?? Ewwww freakin ewwwww!
This morning it was cold. I awoke before the sun rose to the sound of thunder far off in the distance. The wind and rain were beating against my window panes. I couldn't seem to force myself to get out of bed. I couldn't think of a reason to leave my warm nest with you away.
I had our toy box sitting beside the bed so I started looking through it. I rummaged through the assortment of toys that we've played with over the last two years. I pushed aside the panties and the hose, the garters with their lace and elastic. The anal plugs and the bullet vibrator that we play with when I'm at work. I was looking for one toy specifically.
I wanted to find the first vibrator that I had ever used with you. The first vibrator that I had purchased on my own for the sole purpose of cumming for you over the phone. The pink vibrator. I wanted to fuck myself with it again. I wanted to fuck myself with it whilst remembering the first time that we fucked over the phone.
The first time you were in your cubicle at work. Do you remember that my love? Everyone else was leaving for the day when you called to tell me to have my vibrator ready. That you would be staying late. That you would have the entire building to yourself. That finally we would have time alone.
With these memories swimming through my head I took the pink vibrator out of the box and lubed it. I pushed it deep inside of me. In my head I heard the echo of your words from the past. Those words of fuck that are now so familiar whispered to me for the first time. The fuck voice you now use with me is demanding. Then it was not quite so certain. You were testing those boundaries for the first time. Pausing. Waiting. Reassured when I reciprocated your desires.
I pushed the vibrator in deep, pressing it against my gspot. Feeling those first spasms as my pussy started to come alive. I started rubbing my clit with my fingers as my other hand worked the vibrator in and out. Faster. Harder. Deeper.
I could hear you in my head. Your voice drowning out the cacophony outside my bedroom window. I heard you as you came for me. That gasping, groaning sound that seems to come from deep inside of you as you stroke the cum out for me. The first time it sounded to me as if it pained you. Your orgasm lasted so long. You came so hard. That's the sound I heard in my head as I started to cum. Then I heard my own voice. My own gasping, wrenching pants as I came. My pussy was soaked. My fingers were slippery with cum. My thighs trembled from the hard release.
I lay there for a while, my vibrator still inside me. Reluctant to remove it. My pussy always feels so empty when I take it out. As if that void, once filled, is all the more empty for having been filled. Finally I removed the vibrator and put it on the bedside table. I reached over and turned on the tv. I lay in bed, the first light of an overcast gray day creeping through the blinds. I listened to the announcers voice. Today it was a woman, not the preferred young man who usually soothes me into quite slumber.
But still the words, familiar and comforting, filled the room.
Sex acts like a natural antihistamine, in can clear up a stuffy nose. Who needs Nyquil?!
During the female orgasm, endorphines are released, which are powerful painkillers. So headaches are in fact a bad excuse not to have sex.
There are approximately 100 million acts of sexual intercourse each day. Yea baby!
In the 19th century, it was common practice for a Japanese woman to dye their teeth black. They believed that this enhanced sex appeal and maintained healthier teeth uhhh ewwwww
During World War II, condoms were used to cover rifle barrels from being damaged by salt water as the soldiers swam to shore. ....and the baby boomer generation was born!
Sex burns about 70-120 calories for a 130 pound woman, and 77 to 155 calories for a 170 pound man every hour. And I pay a gym membership for this reason? HA!
The condom made originally of linen was invented in the early 1500's. Casanova, the womanizer, used linen condoms. hmmmm linen vs latex, no brainer
The average amount of time spent kissing for a person in a lifetime is 20,160 minutes. WOW, thats a lotta spit swapping!
Sex is biochemically no different from eating large quantities of chocolate. When I cant have cock, M&M's are the next best thing LOL
Males, on average, think about sex every 7 seconds. *checking for a penis*
There are men in Guam whose job is to travel the countryside and deflower young virgins, who pay them for the privilege of having sex for the 1st time. I think there are men in NJ just like them!
“Formicophilia” is the fetish for having small insects crawl on your genitals. Gross!!
“Ithyphallophobia” is a morbid fear of seeing, thinking about or having an erect penis. What I would give to have a penis for just a day, sigh.
When swans go on a date, they’ll put their heads together. Then they stick together for life. On the first date?? really??
Sex is the safest tranquilizer in the world. It is 10 times more effective than valium! Thats what Im talkin about!
And My Favorite.... Women who read romance novels have sex twice as often as those who don’t. Did happen to mention my current read??
I kneel, supplicant before you my will offered up in quiet acquiescence awaiting your approval or reproach the fine line between pleasure and pain becomes ever sweeter with your control with every touch, kiss, word smoldering embers are kindled tormenting desires awakened I quiver captured by heat and hunger bend me to your will My Lord show me what you most desire my purpose but to serve through your dominion I find myself You, the Master of many my only
Yay! I cant wait for summer and that heat! The thought of the sunning beating on my skin sends shivers up my spine!
The daffodils and tulips are starting to peek up from the ground and it just makes me wanna get dirty!! I think I'll go for a run in the park and dream of that special someone *sigh*
This is how I imagine it would be; First lust, tearing at each other’s clothes, tumbling onto the bed, hungry for sex but embarrassed by the stranger next to me, yet wanting to know how you can make me feel. Your hands on my body. Trailing along my skin, across my breasts. Pausing for a moment to tease my nipples. Then onward. Wanting to explore me, everywhere Part of me wants to resist you, but I'm lost to your touch insistant intimacy Then alive, my entire body awake new sensations, myself forgotten Finally I succumb to you. Let you enter me. Forcefully Fuck me, Vigorously. Until we collapse. Spent.
....So, I stopped by VS (Victoria's Secret for you men who dont know the lingo) last night on my way home from work, just browsing, when I saw it!!!
It was the cutest bathing suit and with summer just around a couple corners, I thought, "What the hell?" So, I tried it on and loved it! It made me feel so damn sexy. The only problem I had with it, was my boobs we're kinda spilling out a little too much on top, if ya kow what I mean. So, I asked the salesgirl (who couldnt have been more than 20) if she could grab a top that was a little bit bigger and she said, "why??? you look awesome in that suit." Well, that did it for me! That girl was my best friend from there on out... and I bought the suit on the spot! So.. the question is... do you think she was just trying to get a sale or...can a 37 yr old Mom of 1 still look HOT?!
Through the pulsating crowd of attractive young bodies on the dance floor, Doug caught a flash of silver out of the corner of his eye. Despite the flashing strobe lights, he could make out the wearer of the brilliant silver collar. She stood out against her group of friends. She was the only raven-haired beauty in a pack of bottle-blonds. Her loose curls spilled over her bare shoulders and grazed the top of her tiny red dress. That glorious dress than showed off even more glorious curves. Lush, thought Doug. This lady is luscious. He paused, caught in a trance by the sight of her freely running her hands up and down her curves, undulating in time with the music. She looked up, and caught him watching her. Their gazes locked, and her deep black eyes were full of fire. With a slow, sultry smile, she maintained eye contact with him and continued to dance.
Doug watched, mesmerized, as this beautiful woman rocked and swayed her near-perfect body in time with the beat. She seemed oblivious to everyone and everything around her. Everything but him. This enchanting woman slid one hand down her leg and back up again, briefly hiking up her skirt in the process. Doug caught only the briefest glimpse of pale creamy skin, but it was enough for him to know that she wasn’t wearing any panties. Doug could feel the faint stirrings of interest in his groin.
Doug stepped towards her. She grinned and moved away from him, still shaking and gyrating to the beat. With every step he took towards her, this beautiful woman shimmeyed one step further from him. Doug knew that she was luring him somewhere, but where?
His question was answered soon enough. Winking, the mystery lady walked through a door labeled “coat check.” Without any hesitation, Doug followed. He found himself in a large, messy storage closet. Alone, except for the presence of one hot-blooded lady. Doug fumbled for something to say. She stepped towards him and placed her fingers over his mouth. Silence, the gesture begged.
He stepped towards her, but she had other plans. She suddenly pushed him down into a chair. From this vantage point, in what little light shone from the half-closed door, the mystery lady looked even hotter. Her large black eyes were the same shade as her thick, shiny hair. Her red lips matched her long nails. Best of all, her tiny red dress strained to hold in her perky, round breasts and generous ass. She put her hands on her tiny waist and watched him look her up and down. Doug didn’t realize he was holding his breath.
She turned away from him and then looked back over her shoulder to make sure he was still watching. He was. Ever so slowly, she grasped the zipper on the back of her dress and began to pull it down. Little by little, her soft bare back came into view. Dug gasped as the zipper reached her ass and the mystery lady kept going. The dress fell to the ground, leaving her naked before him. She waved at him over her shoulder, her arm and hair protecting her front from his view.
Doug couldn’t stay in the chair. He jumped up and spun her around to face him. A delighted gasp escaped her lips. Doug held her away from his body, so he could memorize the slope of her breasts and the dark rose of her nipples. His eyes traces down to her perfectly smooth pussy. He grabbed her and devoured her with deep, penetrating kisses. He felt her nipples stiffen against him, and he reached up with one hand to tease her nipples. She moaned. His lips and tongue followed where his fingers were, licking and sucking.
Somehow, they ended up on the floor. Doug didn’t care. He was a little tipsy, and he tasted wine on her breath, too. He traced his fingers down her stomach, and across her lips. She arched her back into him. He spread her lips with his fingers and began exploring her clit. She gasped and bit her lip. Hmmmm thought Doug. He spread her lips as wide as he could, and blew gently across her clit. She bucked her hips, obviously electrified by passion.
Doug tore off his shirt. She strted tracing hr long nails all over his back as he kissed her, again and again. His tongue chased hers in a heated dance. She fumbled with his pants until he reached down and undid them. She wasted no time in pulling and kicking them off. Through his boxers, she began to rub his stiffening cock.
Doug moaned. He pulled off his underwear so he, too, was naked. Together, hot skin against hot skin, they rolled and fumbled across the closet floor. He gently inserted a finger into her tight, wet, pussy. More, she whispered. It was the first word spoken between them. With three practiced fingers, Doug penetrated her again and again until he felt her body tense and shake. With a loud groan, she came. Doug pulled his fingers out of her soaking wet pussy and slid them into her mouth. She smiled as she tasted herself.
Quick as a flash, she bent her head to his penis. Her soft breath caressed his stiff cock. She teased him with her soft, moist lips and then licked him up and down like a lollypop. With long, hard nails, she gently traced and teased his balls and ass cheeks. Doug gasped, and as he bucked upwards, she took him into her mouth. It was a glorious sight, wet red lips on such a huge hard cock. She slid up and down on his dick, massaging it with her tongue along the way. She took him deeply into her mouth and seemed to love it. Sucking him furiously, she reached down to play with herself. Doug was thrilled with how turned on she was. He had no idea how absoloutely amazing his body looked, stretched naked in the half-lit room. His stomach muscles rippled as he fucked her face. Strong, muscular arms and hands guided her head. She was as enthralled with his hot, sexy body as he was with hers.
Doug reached over to his jeans pocket and fumbled for a condom. He had to fuck this lady, soon. She took the condom from him and, without missing a beat, rolled it onto his penis using her mouth. Doug took that as an invitation.
He stood up and pulled her from the floor. He leaned her against the wall, facing it. She understood and braced her hands against the wall. Doug spread her legs and entered her from behind. She was so hot and wet and tight. Doug groaned, not wanting to come too soon. He moved slowly and used shallow thrusts to tease her. It was working. He could feel her arching her body against him. Doug watched his cock slip in and out of her pussy. It was dripping wet from her natural juices. He slapped her firm ass as he fucked her with all his might.
Not wanting to come just yet, Doug paused long enough to sit in the chair. He pulled her into his lap, facing him. Now she was fucking him, riding his cock furiously. He grabbed her hair from behind her and pulled her head back, the better to display her shaking breasts as she bounced up and down on his dick. He licked and sucked her nipples as he felt her tense and begin to tighten around him. They were both sweating and moaning loudly at this point.
Doug pushed her to the ground and toppled on top of her. Urgently, he pushed her right leg up over his shoulder so he could penetrate her even deeper. She cried out and raked those long nails across his back. Doug fucked her wildly, losing all control. He felt her quiver and shake an instant before his own roaring orgasm. It seemed to last forever. They lay, spent, on the floor for several moments before Doug remembered where they were. And that he didn’t even know the name of the naked woman in his arms.
