Confession is always weakness. The grave soul keeps its own secrets, and takes its own punishment in silence.
If passion drives you, let reason hold the reins.
“Not all of us can do great things. But we can do small things with great love.”
“The universe doesn’t like secrets. It conspires to reveal the truth, to lead you to it.”
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
“You see what power is – holding someone else’s fear in your hand and showing it to them”
The torture of a bad conscience is the hell of a living soul.
“I am not concerned that you have fallen- I am concerned that you arise”
“I’m not afraid of death. It’s the stake one puts up in order to play the game of life.”
“No man’s level of intelligence should be measured by the color of his skin, his words shall always lead him above those that judge him harshly.” Kimberly
“any man more right than his neighbors constitutes a majority of one already.”
The greatest good you can do for another is not just to share your riches but to reveal to him his own.
He had planned a trip to visit his mistress for quite some time. The weather was great for travel and his wife was out of town for several days. He had spoken to his mistress daily and he always thought about what they would do as far as playing.
His mistress had been extremely busy with school as she had returned to college to keep busy and keep her mind sharp. She had two temporary ischemic attacks which affected her short term memory.
She thought about her sub and she was always concerned about his health but she had difficulty remembering dates and times of important appointments. When she first told her sub about the memory loss he wasn’t so sure she was being honest with him.
He did some research and found it true about short term memory loss as a possible side affect of a t.i.a. His mistress hated the memory loss and she always felt like a failure when she would forget something important like her subs dr. appointment.
The sub could buy her beautiful gifts of candy, flowers, diamonds and he would take her out to dinner and to a show. He also enjoyed going to the local bdsm public parties and he watched over his mistress like a hawk over its babies.
The mistress wanted to do something special for her sub so she planned on making him a lovely homemade dinner with desert. This was something that no one could ever put a price tag on as it was a heart felt gesture.
She was also planning on sending her son out for several hours so she could play with her sub. She was hoping that her sub brought the stand for her stockade as she had planned on using the stockade during their play time.
She was planning on positioning her sub on the spanking bench so she had easy access to his ass. She was planning on giving him a good spanking and then she was going to take his virgin ass with a strapon.
Her sub had purchased a small strapon cock that would slide up his ass perfectly without pain. He watched her with anticipation as she changed the cock she had in her strapon to the smaller one.
This is something he had wanted to try for a very long time but he was always afraid it would be extremely painful. His mistress would never hurt him and he knew that but in the back of his mind the fear hung on.
She grabbed the bottle of lubricant and lubed up his ass as well as the strapon and she positioned herself behind him. She slipped the strapon into his ass ever so slowly and she took her sweet time in inserting the entire cock into his ass.
She had rendered her sub helpless as she had him strapped down to the spanking bench and she had put a blindfold on him as well. He was left at her mercy and he was enjoying himself so much.
She grabbed his hips and she slowly worked the strapon in and out of his tight ass until he was loosened up. She then began to fuck him deep and quickened her pace and her sub was so enjoying the experience.
She took a break from his ass and attached a parachute to his cock and added weights. The pulling down on his balls would make his orgasm so much more intense than anything he had ever felt.
She turned back to his ass and his cock and balls were fitting nicely through the hole on the spanking bench. She had added quite a few weights to the parachute and he could feel the pulling which felt quite exciting.
As she slipped the cock back into his ass and fucked him good his cock got rock hard and he could feel an orgasm building. She kept thrusting into his ass and finally a rush of an immense orgasm took over his body.
His entire body shook with the strongest orgasm he had ever felt and his mistress kept fucking his ass until he was left with nothing to expel. She undid the straps and removed the blindfold and took her sub to her jacuzzi bathtub.
She ran the hot water and the bubble bath and she sat on the toilet as her sub stepped into the tub. She took the loofah and soaped it up and washed her sub and then she washed his hair.
She rinsed him off and then helped him out of the tub and dried him off. She then lead her sub to her bed and had him slip under the covers for a well needed nap. He was used to running all day but today he would allow himself to fall into a wonderfully relaxing nap. He closed his eyes and drifted off into a dream which mirrored his playtime earlier that day.
“People think a soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants. But a true soul mate is a mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life.
A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they tear down your walls and smack you awake.Soul mates, they come into your life just to reveal another layer of yourself to you.
A soul mates purpose is to shake you up, tear apart your ego a little bit, show you your obstacles and addictions, break your heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master…”
“If you can make a woman laugh, you can make her do anything.”
“Love is that condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own.”
“Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage.”
“There is never a time or place for true love. It happens accidentally, in a heartbeat, in a single flashing, throbbing moment.”
“Surround yourself with the dreamers and the doers, the believers and the thinkers, but most of all, surround yourself with those who see the greatness within you, even when you don’t see it yourself.”
The timing of death, like the ending of a story, gives a changed meaning to what preceded it.
All things truly wicked start from innocence.
“What though the radiance which was once so bright
Be now for ever taken from my sight,
Though nothing can bring back the hour
Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the flower;
We will grieve not, rather find
Strength in what remains behind;
In the primal sympathy
Which having been must ever be;
In the soothing thoughts that spring
Out of human suffering;
In the faith that looks through death,
In years that bring the philosophic mind.”
We accomplish so much in our lifetime and some of us have accomplished great things. Being famous for writing a book, being an excellent sports player, drawing and painting wonderful art is not accomplishing much in this life of ours but so many thing so.
Fame comes to so few and what have they learned from it? How to be self absorbed? How to be arrogant fucks? How to be selfish bastards? Yes, yes and yes to all three and many more undesirable traits or acts.
I look in the mirror and I wonder who am I? I was once someone’s wife, someone’s employee, someone’s friend, someone’s lover. Of those things I am proud of none but I am proud of being a mother to my children.
I have had a damn hard life and my kids have watched me struggle and hopefully they have learned the hard lessons of life by watching me. I am a strong woman who wishes she werent so strong as strength has kept me alone.
“If there must be trouble, let it be in my day, that my child may have peace.”
“Nothing is permanent in this wicked world, not even our troubles.”
The tears fall off my chin as I clutch my fists to my chest in memory of your last breath, in memory of your skin turning cold. Memories, they tear me apart, they make me want you back, they make me want what once was mine. Life turns into death which turns into another life in another place, another time and we sit and watch ourselves drift away on the white caps of the ocean, good bye to you good bye to me maybe one day we will reunite and maybe one day you will be me and I will be you, we will be each other and understand what we each felt.
“The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.”
“Tragedy is a tool for the living to gain wisdom, not a guide by which to live.”
“Our life is made by the death of others.”
There is certainly no righteous man on the earth who does good and never sins.
It was a lazy day as we were recovering from a night of serious sexual intercourse. We had toys, oils, food, camera and vids we were recording. It was a naughty night of adult play with lots of passion. He had never experienced anyone like her before, her touch so gentle it gave him goosebumps but felt so good.
She was invigorating, extremely honest, sassy, sarcastic yet she was also funny and wild in a fun way as well as smart, this woman was extremely intelligent. She was so gentle and he could feel the love right through her hands as she massaged him with warm scented oils and a room full of wonderfully fragrant candles. They got up and showered together as they did almost every day.
They did their morning ritual and as she stood there brushing her teeth, she could hear him peeing and she wondered if he was writing his name, don’t guys do that when they get bored? lol, he flushed and washed his hands, this is something he learned early on with all of his traveling.
She was listening to sting and brushing my teeth to the beat as he just looked at me and shook his head and smiled. He seemed to always be smiling and she constantly tickled him. They were only together several times a month and he had only seen her three times and he was comfortable taking a piss in her presence.
This felt odd to him to be so attracted to a woman he would never have pictured himself with. This woman had more bad luck than anyone he had ever known and she pulled on his heart-strings like something he had never experienced. He couldn’t sleep at times or think straight because of her.
Last night was the first time that they had been physical and the fit was like a hand and glove. He felt as if he had met her before and moments of dejavu what flash before him. He knew this woman from somewhere, he could read her mind, he knew when she was going to go right and he would go left, he remembered her favorite tea, he knew she like wild flowers and he couldn’t believe she was so simple.
She didn’t have a bit of pretension within her and she was just a delight to be around. She would talk endlessly about something was bothering her until she felt she had resolved the issue. She worked hard and she played harder and when it came to being open and free she certainly was.
This woman was fun, really fun and romantic, she was just such a turn on because she was erotic and he couldn’t wait for the evening to come as his time was so limited he treasured every second of her presence. He had to fly off to India and then Canada and then to France.
He was used to all the traveling but this woman made him crazy and he couldn’t wait to see her again, be with her again, touch her and make love to her again. Tonight he was going to teach her a thing or two and the thoughts going through his head totally distracted him from the paperwork before him.
She had a typical day of running errands, reading emails, filling orders and shopping for dinner. She wanted him to come home to a stellar dinner and afterwards relax and have some wine and talk. The one thing about her that attracted him to her is when she would ask how his day was she actually listened.
He was having some difficulty with a situation and he was letting of steam at a pretty good clip and she stood there and listened intently until he was done. When he finally finished, he looked at her and she had a small smile on her face and she said hon why don’t you try this and she proceeded to share her idea.
He was flabbergasted that she had the perfect solution and he believed he was falling into serious love with her. Their plan for the day was he would do his business and she would do her usual and they would have a nice quiet dinner and relax. His day had drug on but it was finally over and he was walking in the door when the aroma hit him like a ton of bricks and he followed his nose.
She was in the kitchen cleaning up when he walked in and he asked her what she was cooking. She told him a standing rib roast with new potatoes and sweet baby carrots. She also had young white asparagus and sweet brussel spouts and rich creamy butter and a salad that had walnuts and pomegranate, chick peas, kale, vine ripe potatoes and romaine lettuce.
She had made a vinaigrette with olive oil and balsamic vinegar and spices. The roast was in the oven almost done and the chocolate Torte was in the fridge. He grabbed a soda out of the fridge and couldn’t help but take a swipe of the chocolate cake.
She had made a six layer chocolate tort that was to die for. She filled the layers with rich ganache and the frosting was the original buttercream made with egg whites and creamy butter. This woman knocked his sox off and he was not letting her get away. He walked over to her and she took a bite of carrot and said “what’s up doc?” as he got closer to her she put her hand on his crotch and she could feel his erection.
He grew larger with each stroke and his balls were aching so much, he anxiously awaited the touch of her hand and as he kissed her she set him free. He removed his pants and ripped open her blouse and began to run his hands over her breasts and gently taking one nipple into his mouth.
She was running her fingers through his hair and she would tighten her hand which slightly pulled his hair but he didn’t mind. He actually got turned on by it because he was giving her pleasure, he was the man who was making her moan. He picked her up and sat her down on the granite counter and he leaned her back and he leaned over the counter on top of her.
“This is a nice kitchen” he said as he spread her legs and french kissed her while fingering her. She was moaning and talking dirty to him and then she told him what she wanted him to do to her. She was not shy in the least and he loved that about her. He kissed her breasts and played with her nipples and he kissed his way to the center of her being.
She was actually dripping wet and she had bent her knees so he could fit comfortably between her legs. He kissed, sucked and fingered as she begged him to make love to her. He inserted a finger into her as and had a dildo put into her hot body as he played with her clit. She started saying “o yes hon, that’s it, yes, please make love to me, I’m cummmmmminnnnnnnggggggggg”
The sound of her in the throws of an orgasm made his cock so hard he ached and he guided himself into and held onto her knees as he entered her inch by inch. She was so tight for her age and that felt so good to him and as he submerged his cock into the deep she would talk dirty to him which made him slightly crazy.
Once in he made two slow strokes and then he took off, he was in her as deep as he would go and he would slam in and out and then he came with a thunderous roar which knocked him practically out. The second he quit coming he grabbed a chair and sat down because the wave of dizziness was really something.
This woman was remarkable and so perfect in every way and he was afraid to lose her. He had never met anyone like this woman and she was so damn fascinating. She talked about losing her husband and never wanting to marry again and that scared him. He wanted her 24/7 and he didn’t want anyone else with her.
He was already jealous and this didn’t sit well with him at all and he had to stop thinking about her. She welcomed their time together but she seemed to like being alone too. It was starting out as a nice relationship because she never pressured him and when he had to cancel meeting her several times she understood and there was no bitching, he liked that.
She would miss him and he could tell by her voice and instead of saying I love you or I like you a lot she would say “ditto”. He loved looking her to her eyes and her smiled knocked him out. Where had she been his whole life? He was determined to make her want him so bad that when he did ask her to marry him she would scream yes.
“Thus, the ultimate choice for a man, inasmuch as he is driven to transcend himself, is to create or to destroy, to love or to hate.”
“Man is least himself when he talks of his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.”
“We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.”