What bullshit, you are not free so many have a piece of you and one minute you want to be left alone then the next minute you want to be praised. You’re in a relationship that you have to fake it to make it. You’re getting old grandpa and few respect you, how sad.p
You’ve been told for so long how great you are that you actually believe you are. Dump the ego and quit living for others. If you were so happy you wouldn’t be following me now would you????
Please burn that blue suit and get a custom fitted striped double breasted suit. You would look more professional.
Inside each of us is a monster; inside each of us is a saint. The real question is which one we nurture the most, which one will smite the other.
No I am not religious but I am spiritual and have faith that god is part of my life. Everyone believes in something and we must have faith in ourselves as well.
All sins tend to be addictive, and the terminal point of addiction is damnation.
“It is in your moments of decision that your destiny is shaped.”
Don’t forget to show hospitality to strangers, for some who have done this have entertained angels without realizing it! 3 Remember those in prison, as if you were there yourself. Remember also those being mistreated, as if you felt their pain in your own bodies.
A family is a place where minds come in contact with one another. If these minds love one another the home will be as beautiful as a flower garden. But if these minds get out of harmony with one another it is like a storm that plays havoc with the garden.
People often say that this or that person has not yet found himself. But the self is not something one finds, it is something one creates.
The gift of fantasy has meant more to me than my talent for absorbing positive knowledge.
We must remember that Satan has his miracles, too.”
Music can be so healing, so touching, so emotional, so healing. Music stays within my heart and soothes the aching of those gone but never to be forgotten.
He looked up at the dark sky as it parted and the raindrops began to hit the ground. He could hear her high heels hitting the floor as she took step after step closer his way.
He had been standing at the doorway with umbrella in hand awaiting her arrival. His timing was perfect as he pushed open the door and opened up the umbrella.
She walked out the door and under the umbrella as they headed towards the limo. He opened the door for her and helped her into the car and once seated he handed her the leather bound book and briefcase.
She was notorious for writing and she was always jotting down stories and notes. He was responsible for reading her work and making corrections when needed. The stories were good but some were mediocre and he dare not tell her so as he feared repercussions.
She would never punish him for honesty but he wasn’t about to say words that would come back to haunt him. She had a distaste for those that were rich and famous and flaunted it.
Her instagram account was filled with pictures of her work and as she looked at other profiles she ran across a model that was tall with long blonde hair. So many thought the model was pretty but the mistress didnt think so.
No matter how attractive someone may be their actions can easily make them look ugly. The model had turned herself into a very ugly person as she posted pics of her expensive meals, clothing and countries that she worked in.
She was extremely vain and she was always taking selfies and pictures of her expensive purchases such as Chanel and Gucci. Girls like the model needed to have their asses beat and live among the poorest of poor for a day.
Turning away from the computer screen she rested her head on the comfortable padded leather.With her eyes closed, she thought of the upcoming meeting with a new client.
The client was filthy rich and had acted like a fucking moron at their first meeting. He had called her numerous times and she had refused all of his calls until he promised to finance the local animal shelter.
She loved animals and absolutely abhorred animal cruelty of any kind. Yes, she could have easily supported cancer research or the arts but she knew that the arts would always have funds supporting it and cancer research was ran by non profits that used 80 percent of the money to pay themselves as well as all of the perks.
He had called no less than fifty times a day for weeks until she finally gave in and accepted his call. She was polite but firm that she would not see him but he begged and told her he would do anything just to have another meeting with her.
Staying at a suite in the Westin Hotel, he would spare no expense to impress the mistress if he could only talk her into giving him some of her time. Finally, she agreed to see him and meet him at the 24Grille.
Her sissy maid sat next to her in total silence and he only spoke when spoken too. She asked for his opinion many times and she had ordered him to give his honest opinion. She could always tell when he was unsure of his feelings on a subject and she told him she would severely punish him if he didnt answer from the heart.
The limo pulled up in front of the hotel and the sissy maid got out and held her Vintage Birkin 35 Calfskin Handbag bag while she exited the car. She wasn’t one to spend money frivolously and her expensive clothes and accessories were gifts.
She never expected anyone to give her anything and she was always so appreciative for anything anyone gave her. She had received so many presents and most did not impress her or she didnt have a use for them.
She had received Leontine Linens Home Trousseau and she loved the bedding and so enjoyed the feel of it. Diamonds, rubies and emeralds were more often than not given to her and she would put them in her vault, never to be worn.
The sissy followed behind her as the door was opened to the entrance of the hotel. The sissy informed the concierge that the mistress was a guest of the sheik. They were lead to the front desk and the sheik was called and informed of her arrival.
She headed towards the bar and the sissy was to direct him when he arrived. He had dressed down as not to be noticed by others and even had gone as far as arriving in an outfit that made him look average at best.
His religion as well as lifestyle could never be tarnished by his kinky side and no one knew who he really was. He even thought he had fooled the mistress but that was how stupid most men were.
She did background checks on everyone she came in contact with and no one could hide anything from her. She didn’t care what your kink was and she would never divulge her clients to anyone. She guarded her privacy as well as those that worked for her or came to visit her dungeon.
He walked up to her table and was surprised to see the sissy as well as the mistress. Taking her hand and kissing it gently, he gave her a sheepish grin that screamed out his hidden kinky side.
When he attempted to sit down she told him no and pointed next to the sissy. She said “you will sit next to my sissy bitch”. He sat down and feeling quite submissive he looked down until she spoke again.
She asked him why did he want to meet with her again even though she told him she had no desire to spend one second with him. “Rich fuckers, all the same as you feel entitled to anything you want”.
The sissy did all he could to hold back the laugh in his throat as his mistress was always in your face honest. The sheik humbly requested a session with her at any price and he had agreed to finance local animal shelters.
He opened his briefcase and took out an envelope which he handed to her immediately. He asked her if there was anything else she would like him to do or to give her. She was not one you could impress with expensive gifts. She did appreciate the numerous gifts she had received but she was happier to see animals being cared for.
Finally, she agreed to giving him a session and told him he had one hour of her time once they left the hotel. She lived a half hour south of the city which gave him a half hour to get his kink on.
They entered the dungeon and he followed her into a room of comfortable chairs, couches and ottomans. She ordered him to sit on the ottoman and she placed one foot on his lap and told him to remove her shoe.
He gently removed the stiletto and buried his nose into the shoe. He loved the smell of a woman’s shoe and true to form hers was just lovely. She had him do the same to her other foot. Standing up she ordered him to remove her stockings which gave him a chance to touch her upper thigh.
While she was in session her sissy had walked her dogs and was preparing a bubble bath. In the kitchen, there was a lovely Coq Au Vin cooking and fresh homemade rolls rising in the proofing box.
The sissy new there was going to be some painful moments with the mistress when she was done with with her session. Stupid me said the sissy as he thought back to the earlier meeting. He had made the mistake of interrupting the conversation between the mistress and her client.
The mistress was very kind but also very firm and the sissy knew that when the mistress gave the sissy a present it was more likely than not new lingerie. The sissy knew that the mistress would want to see the sissy in the outfit and the sissy always complied.
As the mistress was in session the sissy opened the box and found a lovely set of lingerie made up of soft pink and lace. He touched the lace panties to his cheek and then he rubbed them on his cock.
He loved ladies lingerie and the gift was so appreciated and he couldn’t wait to put them on. Assuming the mistress would be in an hour long session, he snuck into her bedroom and he removed his maids uniform.
Placing his uniform on the mistresses bed he slipped off his shoes, stockings, garter and bra. He then sat on her bed and slipped the panties on then the bra but he was unaware that the mistress was standing in the doorway watching.
She was wrapping up her session with the sheik by allowing him to lick her boots and rub his cock on them. She left him sitting on the ottoman in total bliss as she went looking for her sissy.
She followed the aroma of the cooking food and the only thing in the kitchen was dinner cooking. She walked through her home looking for the sissy and she finally headed toward her bedroom looking for him.
She did not expect to see him admiring himself in her full length mirror but that is where she found him. Hands on his hips he bent this way then that way checking himself out and totally in love with what he saw.
She whistled at him which shocked him as he wasnt expecting her and he turned around so quickly he almost fell. She didnt say a word but her eyes told him all he needed to know.
She turned and walked away without a single word which made things even worse as her silence would always be followed by a severe lashing. He quickly removed the clothing and put back on his uniform.
Once dressed, the sissy headed towards the kitchen to finish dinner. His mistress had returned to the dungeon and the sheik was shooting his wad all over her boots. Once finished, she ordered him to clean and polish her boots.
I enjoy art of all kinds, from sculptures to painting and I do enjoy the visual of the abstract. Enjoy
She glided to the door like the fucking queen that she was. Opening the door, she headed to the other side of the room to her closet. Entering the closet was an adventure in itself like going to an amusement park.
One wall was filled with an assortment of shoes in different colors and styles. She wore a size 12 1/2 shoe and from a distance they reminded her of little boats. On the other wall were her dresses, pant suits, single blouses and trousers. Everything had been separated into colors and cross referenced with other blouses, trousers and skirts.
Another door hid her deepest darkest secrets and she couldn’t help but get hard thinking about the feel of silk stockings up against her cock. She secretly had a pair of silk stockings in her drawer next to her bed and another pair in her office desk.
Leaning against the wall she closed her eyes as she began to rub her cock. Wanting a more comfortable position she slowly slid down the wall and let her knees bend as she sat firmly on her ass. She was able to slip her hand down her pants and she stroked her cock.
Needing more space she undid the zipper and button and open up the front of her trousers. Her swollen member cried for attention and her cock turned a bulbous purple as she stroked herself to the edge and stopped.
She so loved edging and when she finally let herself cum she had ean xplosive orgasm. After her “fun run” she got up and went to the wall with the Monet mounted upon it. To look at it one would never guess that there was a secret room behind it.
She walked up to the wall and hidden into the woodwork was a button that made the door open. Behind the door was an array of wigs in different colors, lengths and cuts and everything a cross dresser could ever want.
She had the best make up, perfumes, jewelry, boobs and vagina that a true crosser dresser would be envious of. She looked like a real woman and no one ever knew that she was a man hidden under “arts and crafts”.
She had dated many men and the fake boobs and vagina made them think they had a beautiful woman to bury their cock into. She liked giving blow jobs and anal sex was a joy for both her and her date.
So many men loved anal sex because the ass is so tight on their cocks and the tightness made them cum so quickly. She didnt have anal sex often because she knew doing so would stretch his asshole and it would no longer give the desired pressure.
She was really good at sucking cock, as a man she knew what she liked and she was able to pass that on through her own experienced hand and mouth. She enjoyed the ability to date men and women and having sex with them became a subject she enjoyed exploring.
She kept a diary of her relationships and she compared men and women in every way. She found women to be better kissers for the most part and all men liked to suck on nipples. Surprisingly, many women didnt like to receive or to give oral sex.
She was shocked to find out how many women she had been with had never experienced an orgasm. She made it her quest to give every woman she was sexually active with an orgasm. She would never break off a relationship until her mate had experienced. When they did finally cum it was hard as hell to dump them.
When a woman has her first orgasm she is like white on rice as wanting it regularly. There was something about how excited a woman got when experiencing the first orgasm. One woman she had been with actually lifted her ass off the bed and her body looked like a plank.
She didnt want to leave the bed as she wanted him to give her more orgasm. She tried like hell to make the relationships work and hopefully taking a woman to a place she had never been would make the relationship totally desirable.
Unfortunately, to her sex was just that sex and she wanted more. She wanted more than several seconds of ecstasy. She wanted that deep soul connection two people reach when they are perfect for each other.
She believed in soul mates and she knew without a doubt that there is that soulmate for everyone. She had known other people who were perfect for each other in every way and that was the soulmate connection he sought.
She picked out items she was going to wear that evening and that included everything that made him appear to be female. She had held onto one relationship strictly for the sex and she was able to be herself totally. She allowed him to try all of his kinky wants and on this particular evening there was to be a threesome.
She had gotten a pedi and mani as well as having her makeup applied professionally. Her wigs had been coifed and her clothing was sexy as hell. She wore a corset, panties, stockings and garter belt, with pink being the dominant color.
She slipped her foot into one stocking working it up her thigh to the garter. Hooking the garter to the stocking she quickly reached for the other stocking and did the same. She picked up her corset and put it on and she admired herself in the full length mirror.
She was totally clean shaven from her face to her toes and not a single hair existed on her chest or crotch areas. She stepped into her skirt, zipped it up the side and she slipped her feet into her high heels.
She put in her two and 1/2 carat diamond earrings and her 20 carat diamond necklace and bracelet. To her jewelry was much needed to pull an ensemble together and her wig was the final piece of her transformation.
She spritz herself with Christian Clive No.1 perfume which wassubtle scents of Indian jasmine and Tahitian vanilla. Tonka bean seeds, sandalwood, cedar wood, musk all together add a touch of delicacy and accuracy. Six months are needed to crystallize the ingredients and then finally get the spice.
She gave herself a once over before leaving her penthouse and she headed towards her Koenigsegg Agera which was parked at the far end of the penthouse property. She got into the car and the platform the car sat on rotated to face the exit.
She sat back and reapplied her lipstick while she waited for the platform to take her to street level. She pushed the button on the remote and and both the inside and outside door opened.
She hid the gas and away she went flying down the street as if she didnt have a care in the world. She was starting to get hard thinking about the coming events of the evening and she so wanted to get kinky.
She sachet into the lounge and headed toward the table with her partner waiting anxiously. She could tell that both of them were overly anxious for the evening to begin but they needed to solidify their plans.
They had agreed on a muscular bisexual male that was in his mid thirties. He was very attractive and he was intelligent as well. Both of them were so excited and they sat down and planned out the evening ahead of them.
They would start with drinks, dinner and go back to her place for the evenings events. He showed up on time which was appreciated by both of them and they sat in a lowly lit corner of the bar and they started with shots of Russian Standard. Platinum vodka.
It was a rich, well rounded vodka that was smooth going down and made an immediate u-turn to the brain. They shared bruschetta and oysters on the half shell and a salad that was to die for.
They laughed, joked and told tales of each of their lives and they got to know each other to the point of comfortability. After 2 hours of “getting to know you” her partner suggested that we go to her place.
They got into their respected automobiles and followed the true female to her place of play. She never, ever brought anyone to her home as that space in her life was sacred. You had to be pretty damn special to be allowed in her home and only 2 men had met her requirements.
She had modified an old warehouse into an awesome dungeon. Starting with the freight elevator and the wooden slats for a door that went up and down. She had walls built and covered with the finest Schumacher Chiang Mai Dragon Aquamarine Wallpaper. As you went from one room to another you could see she appreciated all types of art.
She had favored Monet years back and one room was filled lovely, priceless artwork. She appreciated the talent of sculptures, painters, rug weavers and you name it. She always took in any art form that crossed her path.
She enjoyed photography and nature which she always found something to visually enjoy. Her interests ran from the most mundane evening of sitting back and watching a movie to flying to Paris for desert.
Spirituality was a big part of her life as was astrology. Being a scorpio, she was very intuitive, psychic, sexual, sensual and so much more than the average woman. She was extremely strong mentally as well as physically.
She had done things she wasn’t proud of but it was part of her life and she knew that she was up against the wall so much in her life. She was very classy and driven and no man was allowed to trifle with her emotions.
The evening was going to get wild and crazy and the air was charged with sexual desire.
He had been with his share of women but none of them made him feel like the mistress did. He came to see her and she respected him enough to fulfill his fantasies and he enjoyed his time with her immensely.
He entered her dungeon and she ordered him to put his things on the chair next to the bose radio. She enjoyed music and she always had trance music playing when he saw her. She would turn down the volume as she walked passed the radio and headed towards him to place the handcuffs on each of his wrists.
She hooked his handcuffs together and then hooked them onto the eye hook in the ceiling. She ran a rope through the cuffs and down his back and up his crotch then she pulled the rope through the eye hooks in the ceiling and pulled.
As she pulled on the rope he was forced to stand on his tip toes. There he was with his balls and cock all tied up and no where to go. His calves began to ache from standing on his toes but the pain was inevitable.
He enjoyed pain and he enjoyed receiving pain from her and she was such a pretty woman for her age he so wanted to fuck her. He had hoped that one of his visits would lead him to be in bed with her.
He was only 27 but he just wanted to have one hour with her thats all just one hour. He wanted to suck on her clit and play with her nipples and plunge his cock into her. He so wanted to bring her to orgasm after orgasm.
He wanted to mount her and fuck her like she had never been fucked. He wanted to bury his cock in her as he leaned over and played with her nipples. He knew it wouldn’t take long and she was going to be saying his name over and over. She would beg him to keep fucking her and hearing her cry out would make his cock hard and throbbing.
Yes, the fantasies that danced in his mind turned him on and he couldn’t wait for her to use the “hummingbird” on his throbbing cock. He wanted to release a load of cum and he couldn’t hold back much longer.
The hummingbird was so fucking awesome as it is slipped over the cock and was vibrated by the top of the line vibrator. It is such an awesome feeling that takes you fro 0 to 1000 in literally seconds. Before you know you your cock is spitting like a snake and your body goes limp.
This woman was sexy, everything about her was over the top sexy. It didnt matter if she was wearing jeans or nothing at all she was fucking sexy. She was one of those women that was very attractive without makeup and when she did wear it, she wore a very small amount.
On this day she was wearing a slight bit of blush, pink lipstick and her eyes were outlined in black eyeliner and mascara. She was just stunning for her age and he so wanted to please her sexually.
He wasn’t even aware of the pain in his calves and toes as he hung there dreaming about her. He could feel his cock slipping into her wet, warm mouth and he could feel her apply pressure to his cock with her lips. He could actually feel her stroking his cock as she went up and down his shaft.
She could tell he was getting ready to cum and she would stop all action. She did this over and over until he literally had blue balls. He asked her kindly to let him release but she just laughed at him. She teased his cock in numerous ways and he couldn’t help but get hard when she touched him.
Shibari was one of her specialties and tieing him up like a beef roast was going to be fun. She place a single column rope tie on each wrist and tied the rope to the hooks on either side of him. She did the same with each ankle as well.
His cock throbbed terribly and the rope play would only make it worse. He knew what would come next and the feather / finger tip play across his body was so damn erotic and her light touch made him think of naughty things.
He so wanted to get into queening but he knew that this mistress didn’t play that way. She was attractive, sarcastic, warm, caring, intelligent, kinky, rock solid and independent.
A rare woman indeed and so damn alluring one couldn’t help but be magnetically drawn to her. Her smile reached her eyes as did her kinky thoughts and she knew how powerful she really us.
Her fingers fluttered across his back and down towards his ass and the gentle touch turned into quite the smack on the ass. Her slap stung like a bitch but he so wanted to feel it again and again.
She moved her hands to his hips as she stepped close to him and whispered in his ear. She said ” you’re my bitch to be treated as a bitch should be and you will serve me well my bitch”.
She was so close he could feel her breath right behind his right ear. She gently kissed his ear lobe and she ran her tongue over his ear lobe. He was literally shocked that she was being so physically erotic with him.
Her hands worked their way across his chest and she laid the palms of her hands on his upper chest. She had the music playing low and the lowly lit room was the perfect setting for love making, which he knew would never happen with this mistress, no way, no how not with her.
She dropped her hands and stepped back and she then wrapped her arms around his waste and she moved her body up next to his. He almost had a heart attack when he realized she was naked and he could feel her breasts pushing up against his back.
She then walked around to face him and she moved her face up to his and bit his lip with that sensual, mildly painful kind of lip flirtation. She then kissed him, a deep, throaty kiss that makes you so fucking hard you cant wait to bury your cock into a warm, wet place.
She untied his wrists and ordered him to sit down on the floor and as he did so she pushed him down with her foot. She then walked on him from the groin up to his chest and she squatted.
He could see her lovely clit and her womanly aroma was pleasant like fresh croissants and strawberry curd and he so wished he could eat that pussy. Before he knew it she had positioned herself over his mouth and lowered herself just above his lips.
She told him “my little bitch you are to lick me to orgasm and you better do it damn quick”. He did as he was told and he kept licking and sucking on her until she burst out into the language of what can only be described as someone experiencing an orgasm.
She finished her explosive orgasm and just as politely as she sat down she got up and removed herself. She untied him and ordered him to get dressed, which he did as he was told. She then ordered him to tip her another $150.00 for the pleasure he had given her as it was a privilege not a right to touch her.
She walked him to the door and bid him fair well and to be safe until their next meeting. He could only afford to be in the presence of the mistress once a month and he so wished he could be with her every day, but alas one can only dream.
No one can know what fears that criss cross in a soldiers mind. No one can know the pain that festers inside the wounded hearts. No one can ever feel so much pain and emptiness as a soldier.
He tried to deal with the evil of war but the truth be known he couldn’t do it alone. He feared the dark of the night as he was unable to sleep without being attacked or so he was in his dreams.
She was patient and loving and understood more than he would give her credit for. She wasn’t turned off by his loss of lower limbs and she wasnt turned off by him when he cried or screamed out.
She had a sixth sense and she knew how to look beyond the obvious. She was the first woman he had ever had in his life. She was a woman unlike any other and she filled his heart.
She saw threw him and when she looked at him she saw what so many others were blind to. She was sexy as hell and she always made him laugh with her silly antics or actions.
He laughed until he cried when she told him she would rather fuck his prosthetic then his sorry ass. She was a no holds barred type of woman and he enjoyed every minute of their banter.
It had finally come, the time for him to re-enter the world once again. He had no place to call home and no family members walked the earth any longer. He had a worker that helped find him file for his VA benefits and find a small apartment.
He talked about how the government was fucked up and refused to pay for cannabis for soldiers because it was against federal law. He had smoked weed every day when he was at war. The marijuana helped him so much with his post traumatic stress disorder and he was able to function on all cylinders.
She didnt want to seem forward but she didnt want him left alone in a flat over looking some dingy alley way. She asked him to move in with her because she needed help around her house.
He felt useless and she knew it but she also had learned that he was raised on a farm and learned how to grow a garden, slaughter pigs, cows and chickens and he knew how to do woodwork. She knew he would be an asset to her life just as she was to his.
He finally agreed to move in with her but only if he had his own room. He needed a place just for him to get away and to think. She had agreed and made up the extra room just for him.
She was kinky and proud of it as she put the eye bolts in the ceiling of her bedroom. She hung the swing and adjusted it so both of them were at the same height. She loved sex and the thought of hanging spread eagled for him made her wet.
She packed up his things at the hospital and he said his goodbyes to the other nurses and doctors. She put the board on the bed and on the wheelchair and he skooted across the board to his chair.
He was learning to walk with his prosthetics but he wasn’t good enough yet to walk more than a few steps. He was doing fantastic mentally as well as physically and she helped him into the car, packed up his chair and put it in the trunk.
She took him to her favorite restaurant and they had a lovely dinner. He really enjoyed the food because hospital food sucked big time. They chatted about nothing serious and she placed her hand on his leg.
Giving his leg a little squeeze she looked him in the eyes and told him she was going to suck his cock right there. He laughed and didnt believe a word she had said until she started rubbing his cock through his trousers.
She enjoyed the feel of his hardness and she could only imagine how good they would fit together using her sex swing. She undid his belt and pants and slid the zipper all the way down.
His cock loved the freedom as it did that little bounce when he got excited. He was so turned on he didnt know if he could keep from exploding. She stroked his cock with one hand and with the other she ran her finger down the side of his jaw line.
They had already had several glasses of wine and both were feeling quite relaxed. Her lips glided across his cheek and she whispered into his ear. “My sweetheart, my love I am going to wrap my lips around your cock and blow you away, lol”
She looked around and no one was paying them any attention and that is when she moved her hand on his thigh. Slowly running her hand up and down his leg made him crazy with desire.
He couldn’t help but put his hand on her thigh and slowly worked his way under her dress. Finding themselves more than amused both of them reached for the “stars’. Finding her moist, no wet pussy was a victory to him.
He stroked her clit and fingered her wetness and she stroked his cock and teased the head. They were so turned on they had forgotten that they had ordered desert and it sat in front of them begging to be eaten.
She picked up a fork and poked it into the triple chocolate truffle cake serenaded by pure vanilla bean ice cream. She brought it to her lips and let the chocolate masterpiece mingle with her lips.
As soon as she placed the cake on her tongue she slowly closed her eyes and leaned back. This was just plain hog heaven with a nice hard cock in one hand and a chocolate wonder in her other hand.
She continued to stroke his cock and she took the fork with cake and placed it to his lips. He slowly and seductively licked the chocolate icing as he fingered her lovely vagina. He took a bite of the desert and he said loud and clear with his eyes and his hand that he wanted to fuck.
Like two silly ass teenagers, they laughed and giggled like kids and at the same time both of them got up. She surprised him by insisting on paying the bill. Once outside she pushed him up against the wall and kissed him deeply.
The passion oozed from their pores and they french kissed like no one had ever kissed either of them. She removed her heels because she didnt care if her stockings got runs in them. The only distraction she was experiencing was how her feet hurt her and she had to get her heels off.
Now that her feet could breathe and no longer in pain she wrapped her leg around his and pulled him close. She gave his cock a hug with her hand and they both headed towards the car.
He had happened to park under a street light that wasnt working and both of them new that they had to take advantage of the night. They slid into the car and both of them couldn’t control their hands as they removed each others clothing.
He pushed her back into her seat and he pulled up her dress and buried his face into her crotch. Moving the cloth from her crotch to one side he began to lick and suck on her tender clit.
He was a fantastic lover and being an amputee did not hinder him one bit. She ran her fingers through his hair and grabbed a handful as she began to orgasm. He brought to one orgasm then another then another.
She had never had multiple orgasms and her world was totally rocked. She was literally exhausted and she took his face in her hands and kissed him slowly and romantically. She apologized for not reciprocating and she told him so as he had captured every ounce of her energy.
He kissed her gently and they headed home to drink some wine and cuddle next to the fireplace. He couldn’t wait to get her home and bury his cock deep into her wetness. His cock throbbed all the way home and the anticipation was unbearable.
It all made sense now why she rarely answered his calls, ignored his texts and hadn’t visited him. He had spent thousands of hours thinking about her and his heart didnt want to accept what his head already knew.
He turned over and looked at the curtain as he put piece by piece of a very unattractive picture together. She was selfish, greedy, a liar, a thief of hearts and basically a heartless bitch that could go fuck herself with a red hot poker.
He had all morning and afternoon to think about the cunt and yes she was a cunt. His only desire was to have the day pass quickly so the night shift would clock in. He tossed and turned all day, read the paper, watched the news and was bored as fuck.
He requested a sleeping pill from the afternoon nurse and that helped him sleep away the rest of the afternoon. She entered the ward with the tray of meds and she passed them out at quickly as she could. Returning to the ward he was on, she quickly headed to his bed.
She pulled the curtain back and there he was in all of his glory. Lying on his side, he shifted position and laid on his back. In the midst of getting comfortable the sheet slid off of his naked body.
She couldn’t help but admire him from head to knees. His chest was full and he had a six pack that screamed for her touch. His cock was at half mass and she so wanted to ride him. They are crossed the barrier of nurse/patient but neither cared and they both wanted to be with each other.
They had a mental connection and a physical connection as well. She new that she was alone on the ward and she felt secure enough to remove her clothing. Standing naked before him, she stroked her tender bud as she looked at his cock.
Desiring him was all she thought about so she gingerly climbed on top of him. She stroked his cock and when he began to get further aroused she touched his face delicately with one hand.
He could feel the warmth of her crotch just above her lower abdomen.the touch of her hand made him open his eyes. Slowly he touched her hand and touched her face as well. There connection was electrifying and both felt like they were one with the other.
She leaned over and kissed him and whispered into his ear dear Im going to fuck you like youve never been fucked before. She told him that she admired his cock and she wanted his cock inside of her, all of him.
Moving his cock into position she slowly moved up and down and back and fourth, this excited him so much he couldnt help but shoot his wad inside of her. She made sex fun again and he felt like a man again, if only for a little while.
She stifled out her cries that came with an orgasm and he played with her nipples as she dug her nails into his sides. They laid together over an hour and she listened him talk about the soldiers he had become very good friends with.
He told her about his fiance and she got so pissed at how he had been treated by her. He was a good man, a loving man , a caring man and anyone that didnt want to be with him because he was an amputee was a total idiot.
She could tell instantly that he had so much to offer not only to offer friends and family but any future woman that would enter his life. Her compassion was fresh and always welcome just as her hands roaming his body.
They kissed until both of them were so excited they couldn’t help themselves. She knew it would be painful for him to move so she took the helm. She pulled back the covers and positioned her crotch right above his face as she stroked his cock and balls.
Lowering for him to lick and suck her clit she took his hardness into his mouth. Stroking his cock as she messaged his balls she worked up and down on his cock like a pro. She was very good sexually and she excited him so much that she was unencumbered by the clothing or sheets and blankets.
He sucked and licked and fingered her pussy until his cock was ready to explode. He had her turn around quickly and sit on his member. they moved in unison and both had rock solid orgasms.
She kissed him and thanked him for another wonderful evening and she promised to stop by when she was finished handing out medications.
My husband was a serious coffee drinker, he would drink several pots per day. I, on the other hand have always been a tea drinker. We would sit at the kitchen table and look out at the empty field as we chatted about non consequential subjects.
For the last six years I have sat at the same table with the same cup looking out at the same field. I went through five years of pure hell after he passed and not only have I been alone I have been ripped off numerous as well as being taken advantage of.
Last year began to break that cycle for me and things have been getting better. I am once again attempting to sell my home as well as my rv. I am so ready to have the financial burden of the properties off my shoulders.
I am looking at a serious downsize as I do not need 2800 sq. ft of living space that has two floors. I am no spring chicken so a small ranch will serve me well. I have never been one hard to please and fancy I can live without. I like nice things but I do not need gold toilets and sinks.
There are so many of us in this world, yes you I am talking to you, the person that has no partner or any companionship in your life. After being alone for the last six years I finally realized why I was alone.
The last six years has given me time to heal, grow, learn about myself, find myself and be myself. This is the year that I will meet the one that is to brighten my days and fill my nights.
Im quite comfortable being alone and enjoy my solitude for the most part. Yes, I do get lonely at times but that to passes. If you enjoy your own company then you can be more enjoyable to others.
I have learned so much since I became a widow and I understand how so many others feel. Losing a spouse is sandwiched between losing a child and losing a parent. I have lost a child, husband and both of my parents so I am well versed in death.
I have felt at times that giving up any hope to meet another man was all I had but I no longer feel that way. I will meet someone and yes we will mesh and yes life will be exciting once again.
Yes, you will have the right person come into your life at the right time and not a minute before. We can not force anything, only wait for it to come to us. Sometimes, the road goes from smooth to bumpy to serious pot holes but in the end you will make it and you will be bestowed with happiness, just dont give up.
““If I am what I have, and if I lose what I have, who then am I?”
Nothing can drive one closer to his own insanity than a haunting memory refusing its own death
The night air was cool and felt good as it took over the daytime heat. The sound of the screaming of those on the carnival rides was the first sound they heard as they walked up to the fair entrance. The bells and whistles of the games being played by adults trying to win a stuffed animal for their child reminded her of a time long ago.
They walked into an open barn and inside was the kids 4H club entries of the largest squash, largest pumpkin, the best all around vegetable display and so on. Inside, she was overcome with the flood of memories that came to her.
As a child she had belonged to the 4H club and she had entered into the dressage category for horses. She also had grown vegetables and she enjoyed the fun that came with staying at the fairgrounds with her group.
The sites, sounds and smells brought back so many childhood memories and she remembered how everything tasted. Fairground food is among a food group of its own as the fresh squeezed lemonade draws the bees and the funnel cake draws the crowds.
They were in their own world of memories as they walked the barns and show rings. He grabbed her by the waist and turned her around to the exit on the side of the barn. Like two young kids they began to kiss and their hands began to roam.
He was so turned on he couldnt help but grind his hardon into her pelvic area. Both of them sexually excited as they fought the sexual frustration that comes with not being able to have sex when you want.
He turned her around and lifted her dress seeking out her panties. Grabbing the waist band of her panties he pulled them down to her knees as he forced her to bend over. Unzipping his pants his cock flew out with a mind of its own as it sought out her wetness.
Finding his target he plunged his hardness into over and over, deeper and deeper as they both began to orgasm together. When they were done he pulled up her panties and turned her around and kissed her.
He took her by the hand and they walked back onto the midway and they found themselves in front of the ferris wheel. They got on and sat close to each other as their seats rocked back and forth.
Once they were close to the top they began to make out again and his fingers found her nipples and her hand found his rock hard cock. She stopped kissing him and bent over and took his cock in her mouth.
She stroked his cock while she used her mouth to bring him to a quick and unexpected orgasm. She licked his cock clean and she sat up and they looked at each other and busted out laughing.
- Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
What is it you are afraid of? You watch me from a distance and you try to hack into my email and other accounts. You think I dont know its you? Well, think again because it wasn’t to hard to put the pieces together.
Do you think I am waiting for you to get tired of the lame ass relationship you have? I am not one bit jealous if that is what you are thinking. She is nothing but young, dumb and a fuck to you.
You arent going to marry her and give her babies now are you? Do you think she doesnt want a family of her own because she possibly claims she doesnt want that. You stay in something that is comfortable and safe.
If you wanted her so badly why do you keep track of everything I do online? As far as my passwords, even you are not smart enough to figure them out. I no longer am waiting for you to show your face because I no longer care if you ever do step up.
You either think you are to good for me or you’re to damn insecure to meet me. If I wanted to hurt you I could have long ago. Im not impressed by you or admire you because to me you are just another swinging dick.
I know its you on my facebook, skype, trying to get the passwords to my yahoo and other accounts. You are so vain you think some of the stories I write are about you but you are wrong. I have a very rich imagination and I have plenty of fantasies to write about.
I would so love it if you would meet me and see if there is anything between us. What do you have to fear? Come on, be the man your papa raised you to be. I wont beg and I wont ask you again.I would appreciate it if you would realize how you hurt me leading me on like you have.
I want to move on with my life and let myself be open to others. Im tired of being alone and waiting for you to accept what is, akai ito or unmei no akai ito and yes it is meant to be and deep down you accept it but still fear it.
Did you ever sit back and let moments of melancholy overcome you? Did you ever feel a sadness come over you when you finally accepted the fact that the feelings you had for someone were misguided?
Did you ever feel let down because someone you looked up to was no one to look up to at all? Did you ever feel the cloak of emotions come over you so strongly that tears escaped your eyes?
Did you ever feel so damn foolish that you cannot even look at yourself in the mirror? Did you wonder what did you ever do to have someone want to hurt you emotionally? Why of all people did he pick you to play cat and mouse with?
How did the connection between the two of even begin? Did he not find you online and he has never let go? Did he find you so fascinating he couldnt help but want to creep on you and watch you from a distant?
He finds her so amusing and interesting but he is to fearful of her rejection as he knows she will reject him if she doesnt like him. She has no desire to be part of his personal circus with the press and she has no desire to live the fancy and expensive life.
He enjoys the fruit of his younger girlfriend but he thirsts for intelligent life form elsewhere. His girlfriend isnt stupid but the age difference brings with it many age related differences.
There will come a time when his desire to meet her overcomes any fear he may have. He will finally feel the attraction between the two of them. He will finally know what it is like to surrender your heart to someone and feel safe doing so.
There comes a time when we have to delete people from our lives, maybe they be family or friend. I tend to give people to many chances and all I get is screwed over in the end. I dont have room in my life for people that want to hurt me.
I have finally reached the point that I no longer have any desire to meet or be with someone that is so full of himself I want to puke. He played me twice in the past year but that is over now.
He has a girlfriend and he has no business chatting with anyone as long as he is fucking this chick every two weeks. He wants his cake and eat it to but I will have none of that shit. He doesnt want to end what he has going with her but he also wants to play on the side.
He told me he had respect for me but he doesnt know what the word even means. He gets a kick out of leading people on just to feed his own lame ass ego. Am I pissed? Damn right I am because I dont deserve to be lead on only to be dropped on my face.
O well, good luck and enjoy your games you play online, and no Im not going to feed your ego by posting anything on my fb for you to remark to. You are no man, no you are a little boy that needs to grow the fuck up because you have lost my interest and any respect I ever felt for you.
Looking back my life has changed so much in the past five years. Three years ago I quit smoking cigarettes and a year ago I quit smoking weed for pain. I hate it when something or someone can control me so I took control and stopped two of my vices.
I am no longer involved in the bdsm world and I no longer allow my son or his girlfriend to disrespect me. I had to tell them to leave my home because they refuse to treat me with the respect I am do.
They ended up going to Texas unannounced on someones door step they met online playing League of Legends. My son ended up punching the husband in the face and now he is dealing with assault charges.
He didnt agree with the parents spanking their 3 and 5 year old. My son and Erica both claim to have been abused. Erica may have but my son has never been abused in any way shape or form.
My son thinks I owe him and I have no idea why and he can justify anything he does to anyone. My daughter will be moving to MSU the end of August so it will be just me and my pets.
Im finally getting into a groove that will allow me to have a relationship that will be healthy and happy. I dont have time for games online or the bullshit of those that are too insecure to let go of a relationship that is going no where.
For the lame ass fool that thinks he is so damn smart and you know who you are go fuck yourself. I am too much of a real woman and obviously to much for you to handle as you prefer those ten years younger because they can be played so easily.
Dont read anything I write or look at my pictures because you have no intention of ever meeting me so dont follow me online. Maybe one day you will be able to handle a real woman but obviously not at this time. FYI, it hurts when someone leads you on and tells you they want you and they insist on you repeating the same thing over and over to them.
You follow me online and chat with me a year ago when you were living with your girlfriend. Now, a year later you are contacting me again and you tell me you no longer live with your girlfriend you just fuck her every other week.
You have either gotten comfortable with your current situation or you just arent ready to accept the fact that your relationship is nothing but a waste of time. If you two were meant to be together you wouldn’t have moved out or she moved out.
You chat with me for days in a row then you disappear yet you say you respect me. Why did you contact me at all if you had no intention of ever meeting me? I dont care if you are boning her I would meet you just not fuck you while you are fucking her.
If you werent attracted to me you would never have followed me online like you have for so long. What are you waiting for? What are you afraid of? I either like you or I dont and I think you fear that I wont like you.
You are wasting time and time is something we dont really have alot of. Do something that will impress me, try meeting me in public instead of hiding behind a computer. I think you owe me at least that much.
Dont bother looking for me on any bdsm sites and I have deleted my website as well. I am no longer involved in the lifestyle and trying to adapt to the vanilla world. I think you understand what I am experiencing as you have been involved in the vanilla world for so long. I do not believe you have ever experienced a submissive female to the full extend of the meaning.
I really have no desire to be with a submissive male but that seems to be the majority of men in this world. I asked a friend to help me change a tire and he kept telling me it wouldnt go on.
Im like for fucks sake do I have to do everything? He was trying to put the tire on backward and I am just standing there thinking to myself, what the fuck???? I am forever being let down by men and Im so over the bullshit.
I have someone who chatted with me a year ago, we were going to meet and he disappeared into thin air. Ok, if you’re going to be an asshole dont bother me because you are involved, married or living with someone.
It’s now a year later and he was back contacting me on skype. Of course he never shows his face and gets a kick out of being mysterious. True form he has done the same thing again about a month ago was our last chat.
He is obviously intrigued by me but he is hanging onto a relationship going nowhere fast. He told me he wanted me and he wanted me to say the same back to him like three times. What is the point of asking someone about their feelings when you have no intention of meeting them face to face.
He thinks he is all that but he isnt because a man doesnt lead a woman on and he doesnt sneak behind his girlfriends back visiting bdsm sites. He will never find what he is looking for on those sites and he isnt bright enough to see what stands before him is his soulmate.
Why do you want to lead me on only to drop me flat? I do not deserve to be treated that way and you know it. Get your shit together and move forward instead of staying in the same situation day after day. You show me not an ounce of respect even though you say you respect me.
I’ve come along way in the past five years and I am finally ready to give my all to someone who wants to give me their all. My kids are gone and its just me and my pets which opens my life up for a relationship.
You follow me and think about me everyday almost and you lie next to her wondering how you’re going to end it with her without hurting her. She will be fine and its time for you to follow your personal desires.
You chatted with me a year ago and now that you are no longer living with her you are back. Maybe that all changed and you got married who knows? It’s not fair of you to put me in a position that I have to declare my desire for you over and over.
Then you disappear and I dont hear from you, not sure what you think you are doing but it is really mean and unkind to lead someone on with no intention of meeting her. You told me you respected me, well I do not feel respected in the least.
Im just not sure how many people I am chatting with, one or two? Stop with the games get focused and leave what doesnt serve you.
You have been following online for what, 5-6 years now? Not sure if there are one or two of you but whom ever has been chatting with me on skype its time to step up. You think I dont know you are still playing with your girlfriend?
You think I am not aware that she is in your arms while I am in your mind? You think I dont know that you are fucking her with me on your mind? You are so afraid to let me in and I am afraid of you as well.
I am opening myself up to you but I will not be your doormat or second fuck. I just refuse to share my body with you and your girlfriend. I have no problem with meeting you,spending time with you but I will not fuck you unless its a one on one relationship.
I really wish you would either work things out with her , which by the way wont last but do what you must. You and I are twin flames and soul mates so deny it all you want I will never be far from your mind.