Words of Seduction Continued.....
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Posted:Jun 10, 2016 1:25 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2024 2:30 pm
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I didn't realize I would run out of space for the blog....learning. Now I am not sure which writings I posted!! lol. I'm treating myself to a vacation to Lake Tahoe for my birthday...happy birthday me!
Chapter 1: Fingers
I fell asleep tonight after a long weary day, The last image upon my mind was my gorgeous love. Rapidly I am dreaming of an exhilarating tale. My beauty laying in my strong arms, her back arching against my firm chest, her smooth legs brushing lightly upon my muscular legs. Her long radiant hair running along my shoulder, down my body, tickling here and there. We lay in a soft bed of grass, bright green, yet darken my shadows of a softly light night. Yet, no stars shine above, no moon near in sight, just a soft haze, a sprinkling lights of a nebula known only to my mind and the mind of my lover in my arms. We lay together watching the cosmos display a light show for the two of us. Only, I am more interesting in the woman in my arms, far more attractive then wonders high above me.
I look into her stimulating eyes, as my hands run along her face, cupping her check and neck as our lips meet. How such sweet lips can spark such energy is beyond my understanding, but the sweetness of lips, the flick of her tongue upon mine drives me wild, a flood of passion rises into my body, my mind losing all thoughts save her, and her every desire. We kiss as our bodies unwind, legs caressing the length of each, her hack arching, teasing me, until she pulls away, smiles mischievously leans back into arms, and takes my hands into hers.
As one we lay under the spiraling nebula of colors that have yet to be named, my love holds mine, are fingers intertwined caressing the lengths of her soft fingers, circling her lovely palm. Wonderfully, with each stroke I find myself closer to her soul, closer to her thoughts, our palms guiding us to each other, to the pleasure desire by both. She leads my hand up to her shoulders, as one we trace the length on her body, our fingers stoking from her shoulders down breasts, along her hips down her outer thighs, the up her inner thighs, stroking along her pussy lips, over her swollen clit, up her stomach, arching over her curves of breasts, caressing her nipples, rounding her shoulders to start the process over again.
For hours it seems, I lay with her, caressing her perfect body, enjoying her every curve, adoring her lush full breasts, the swell of each mound, the hardness of her nipples, the sway of her hips, how they swing out from her hips, beckoning me to come near, how her enticing ass arches out, begging to be spanked. I gaze upon her thighs, how she moved them to draw my attention, the smoothness of her skin, the whole enchantment create a spellbinding effect upon me, as I become lost in her ecstasy, a slave to her every desire, willing and wishing to fulfill her every fantasizing and command.
Our fingers meet at her pussy, I can feel wet pussy, how much cum drips, our fingers circling her clit together. I watch it swell as we circling as tease, fingers bringing her pleasure, her moans in my ears. Our cum soaked fingers intertwine as we each slip a finger insider her, the silkiness, the warm wetness is simply intoxicating. Our fingers circling together deep inside her, only to slide back out to her clit, tease, and slowly slide back in. I feel her panting and back arching more, her hips thrusting as as push deeper inside her.
Fingers intertwine, all four hands on her soaking wet pussy, fingers circling her clit, fingers slipping inside, fingers caressing fingers, fingers pushing limits, fingers covered in cum. I become obsessed with the sensation of my lover cumming on our fingers, time and time again, I feel her squeeze, bite down on my neck, and cum erupt onto our fingers. Our fingers push limits, unknown, and never to be known, yet desires fulfilled and pushed further.
At the climax of her dozen of orgasms, I have fingers of both our hands intertwined, pounding hard, pulling deeper and deeper inside, her body lifting up in the rush, screams of pleasure escaping my love as we drive yet deeper, then suddenly I feel her legs trembling madly, her nails digging into my back, an explosion occurs, cum rushing from her, cover our hands, and legs, and again she explodes, cum soaking us together, a non-stop pulsating orgasm, by the end my lover and I are laying in a puddle of her cum, legs trembling resting upon my, breathe panting, nails releasing from my back, her eyes admiring me, her smile inviting me as me lay under the unimaginable wonders a nebula from deep with in the cosmos. Here we lay, lost in ecstasy until my lover rolls overs, looks deep into my eyes, and begs for more.....
Chapter Two: Tongue and lips.
Under the spiraling nebula of colors forever unimaginable, of beauty words cannot describe, I pleasure my lover until after what seemed an ever-lasting ecstasy she only looked into my brilliant blue eyes, matched by the heavens sparking above to beg for more.
I passionately pull my seductress closer, my arms now wrapped around her waist, her full curvy breasts pressed firmly against my chest, her erected nipples I feel enticingly penetrating my sensitive skin. I gaze deep into her eyes, reflecting the wonders of above, yet capturing the passion of our love. I can't resist smiling as I adore her beauty, for even in this setting I'm captivated by only her.
How can I find myself surround by wonders no eyes but god's has seen, yet only truly see her? Stars clustering together of all shades and colors, in clouds of gases resembling a shimmering rainbow of an everlasting heaven, constantly changing, forming into a new wonder as we travel through an unknown universe. Alas, the beauty of my lover knows no match in the enchantment of my eyes, I'm captivated by her and her alone. For the awe-inspiring backdrop is merely that, a backdrop to the perfect creation before my eyes.
I gently trace my fingers upon her smooth check, fingers running down her neck, and back up to trace her lips. She leans forward, placing her soft lush lips upon mine. I swear, the stars above began to shine brighter, stars exploding to match the intensity of our passions, the heavens literally changing to represent our blessed adoration of each other. Our lips pleasing each other, our tongues intertwined, circling, creating seductive naughty thoughts. She places her hands upon my shoulders and pressing me down, lying upon my back. I watch the curves of her breasts bounce as she straddles me, smiling mischievously.
She leans over, letting her soft curves caress me, her lips finding my body, teasingly exploring, first my lips, then my neck, my chest only to find my lips again. How her eyes light up as she enjoys every moment, nibbling me here and there, occasionally biting just hard enough to keep me on guard. I love the sensation of her hands exploring my body, occasionally running the length of my long thick manhood.
As I stare up at the wonders spiraling above as she continues to tease me with her lips. I gasp in pleasure as she places my engorged head in her mouth, sucking just enough to make my whole body tense up in ecstasy. My hands run through her hair as she slowly takes more of me into her. Never before has she been able to take all me, yet, I'm pulling her hair as she swallows me whole, inch by slow inch, until my back is arched, toes curled as she somehow manages to squeeze all of me inside her.
I can feel every muscle of hers working to bring me to a climax, both of her hands caressing my long shaft with each stroke, moving as she slowly swallows all of me time and time again. However, I fight the urge to climax for I desire more, and then only more. How the pleasure she bestows upon me is so fitting for our surroundings, heavenly. At some point, I pulled her back up to me.. I kiss her feverishly, Intensely, and then began to whisper into her ear. I desire to taste her.
She smiles and happily gives me what I wish, straddling my face as she faces my manhood. I feel her grip my throbbing manhood, stroking me a little and I hear her demanding me to taste her sweet honeydew. Immediately I do, starting at her swollen clit. I tease her, circling her clit with my tongue several times, occasionally changing strokes only to return to circling her. I love the sensation of feeling her become soaking wet, dripping upon me.
I start to lick her vortex of pleasure, a greater wonder than the nebula above me. I can feel her sucking and stroking my manhood, both of us moaning in ecstasy, cum pumping from both of us. I let my tongue plunge deep in her, licking as deep as I can, long smooth strokes bringer her closer to climax. As I feel her tightening on my tongue, I move up and start sucking vigorously on her clit and throbbing vortex at once, pushing her over the edge. Her honeydew exploding onto me, the sheer sensation drives me wild and I begin throbbing wildly.
I can feel myself near the point of no return... And so can my lover as well. She swallows me whole down to my balls, suckling all of my enormous manhood at once. The sensation overwhelms all my body's control, my legs tremble as I erupt. As I begin to climax, so does my lover begin to as well, her vortex squeezing right then pulsating as her whole body is lost in pure heavenly ecstasy for several moments.
Her overpowering pleasure immediately sends me right back to verge of cumming and I know my lover can sense the opportunity. I feel her tighten her grip on my shaft, both hands hammering down on my ever growing rod, her tongue circling my head until I'm about to explode, except this time she aims my hot cum on to her breasts, letting me cover her perfect curves. As she is caressing my throbbing head along her nipples, I feel her climaxing again... An impossible length of time passes as she simply won't stop cumming. The unimaginable ferociousness of the orgasm excites me beyond any point of my life, the mere act of my lover's pleasure sends me into an all volcanic eruption, my lover and I sharing an orgasmic moment of momentous proportions.
After several minutes of what seemed a lifetime of pleasure my lover curls into my arms, body purring like an excited kitty, smiles of pleasures we wear, under the shooting stars enter the rainbow vortex in the sky far above. I lay in sheer bless as our bodies beat in sync, my lover sleeping soundly in my arms...until she whispers into my ear.....
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Capturing your Fantasy
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Posted:Jun 8, 2016 1:50 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2024 2:30 pm
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Every thought of putting a fantasy of yours to words? I think I would like to try to paint another's fantasy with our words. Any ideas?
Chapter 1: Fingers
I fell asleep tonight after a long weary day, The last image upon my mind was my gorgeous love. Rapidly I am dreaming of an exhilarating tale. My beauty laying in my strong arms, her back arching against my firm chest, her smooth legs brushing lightly upon my muscular legs. Her long radiant hair running along my shoulder, down my body, tickling here and there. We lay in a soft bed of grass, bright green, yet darken my shadows of a softly light night. Yet, no stars shine above, no moon near in sight, just a soft haze, a sprinkling lights of a nebula known only to my mind and the mind of my lover in my arms. We lay together watching the cosmos display a light show for the two of us. Only, I am more interesting in the woman in my arms, far more attractive then wonders high above me.
I look into her stimulating eyes, as my hands run along her face, cupping her check and neck as our lips meet. How such sweet lips can spark such energy is beyond my understanding, but the sweetness of lips, the flick of her tongue upon mine drives me wild, a flood of passion rises into my body, my mind losing all thoughts save her, and her every desire. We kiss as our bodies unwind, legs caressing the length of each, her hack arching, teasing me, until she pulls away, smiles mischievously leans back into arms, and takes my hands into hers.
As one we lay under the spiraling nebula of colors that have yet to be named, my love holds mine, are fingers intertwined caressing the lengths of her soft fingers, circling her lovely palm. Wonderfully, with each stroke I find myself closer to her soul, closer to her thoughts, our palms guiding us to each other, to the pleasure desire by both. She leads my hand up to her shoulders, as one we trace the length on her body, our fingers stoking from her shoulders down breasts, along her hips down her outer thighs, the up her inner thighs, stroking along her pussy lips, over her swollen clit, up her stomach, arching over her curves of breasts, caressing her nipples, rounding her shoulders to start the process over again.
For hours it seems, I lay with her, caressing her perfect body, enjoying her every curve, adoring her lush full breasts, the swell of each mound, the hardness of her nipples, the sway of her hips, how they swing out from her hips, beckoning me to come near, how her enticing ass arches out, begging to be spanked. I gaze upon her thighs, how she moved them to draw my attention, the smoothness of her skin, the whole enchantment create a spellbinding effect upon me, as I become lost in her ecstasy, a slave to her every desire, willing and wishing to fulfill her every fantasizing and command.
Our fingers meet at her pussy, I can feel wet pussy, how much cum drips, our fingers circling her clit together. I watch it swell as we circling as tease, fingers bringing her pleasure, her moans in my ears. Our cum soaked fingers intertwine as we each slip a finger insider her, the silkiness, the warm wetness is simply intoxicating. Our fingers circling together deep inside her, only to slide back out to her clit, tease, and slowly slide back in. I feel her panting and back arching more, her hips thrusting as as push deeper inside her.
Fingers intertwine, all four hands on her soaking wet pussy, fingers circling her clit, fingers slipping inside, fingers caressing fingers, fingers pushing limits, fingers covered in cum. I become obsessed with the sensation of my lover cumming on our fingers, time and time again, I feel her squeeze, bite down on my neck, and cum erupt onto our fingers. Our fingers push limits, unknown, and never to be known, yet desires fulfilled and pushed further.
At the climax of her dozen of orgasms, I have fingers of both our hands intertwined, pounding hard, pulling deeper and deeper inside, her body lifting up in the rush, screams of pleasure escaping my love as we drive yet deeper, then suddenly I feel her legs trembling madly, her nails digging into my back, an explosion occurs, cum rushing from her, cover our hands, and legs, and again she explodes, cum soaking us together, a non-stop pulsating orgasm, by the end my lover and I are laying in a puddle of her cum, legs trembling resting upon my, breathe panting, nails releasing from my back, her eyes admiring me, her smile inviting me as me lay under the unimaginable wonders a nebula from deep with in the cosmos. Here we lay, lost in ecstasy until my lover rolls overs, looks deep into my eyes, and begs for more.....
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For the Fallen on Memorial Day
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Posted:May 30, 2016 9:35 pm
Last Updated:May 30, 2016 9:36 pm
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To the Fallen and your families. Today, I put my thoughts and prayers to you.
"Years and Memories"
"Ironically, throughout time the mere silent soldier's fortitude of forging ahead, not the outspoken reporter's enticing words gifted us our freedom of press.
Again, the unyielding soldier raising our flag, not the flamboyant poet waving his pen bestowed upon us our freedom of speech.
Yet, now the lonely soldier represents a tragedy as our country's thousands of Veterans somehow have become the forgotten treasure in our society.
He is the local in his corner of bar room, boasting loudly of his favorite stories. Yet, it's his unspoken bravery near the 38th parallel that outshines any story by a hundred times. However, the story will remain forever unheard, for he feels he was only trying to protect his brothers, who freely done the same for him.
She is the diligent nurse caring for the wounded in Da Nang, who fell asleep weeping tears of sorrow in a hard cold bed each night, thinking, missing her , forever memories lost. Yet, it's that very love for her that drives her each day, trying to return sons to their mothers, fathers to their daughters.
He is the polite old man, surely but slowly bagging groceries with his prosthetic hand. Palsied and aggravatingly slow, we impatiently wait. How he wishes his wife were still alive, to hold him close when the night came, bringing the haunting dreams of souls lost.
He is the simple, ordinary yet extraordinary human being. A young man who wished to make a difference, not to be remembered, but to protect those he loved. A man who risked his life's most vital years...so you and I wouldn't have to.
They are our saviors, our saints, and our sword against the endless darkness. They are nothing less than the finest, greatest testimony of the finest greatest country throughout endless time.
He is your loving , or she is your brave . They are my brothers and sisters. So when you see one of our country's veterans, thank them. In so many cases, the simple act would mean more than you will ever know.
Reminding that unyielding soldier why he would gladly still raise our flag, the boastful local why he risked all for his brothers, the diligent nurse why she lost so many memories, the lonely elderly man he still has friends, or the ordinary young man or woman why they willingly sacrifice so many years and memories, so those they love may forever have more."
"A Soldier's Life"
"In the middle of crystal clear night,
In the middle nowhere, heading somewhere,
In the middle of what seems to be a never ending fight,
Fighting to survive, fighting to stay alive,
That is just the beginning of a soldier's life.
Fighting a war of colliding prides,
Our greatest enemy is not the man who hides,
But the refusal to see each other's sins,
The refusal to see from the other's eyes,
Nobody is ever going to be completely right,
Until everyone accepts these simply facts,
Peace will always be just out of sight,
Yet, even knowing all of this,
I still choose to live a soldier's life.
It's not easy to watch any man die,
When you think of the lives who feel the pain,
A sonless mother asking why,
A grieving wife who will never hold her lover again,
An innocent who will never begin to understand,
Yet we still choose to live a soldier's life,
To protect those precious few who we love,
For it's their love that keeps us alive,
It's for those precious few
Whom we stand up for and fight."
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