I Need This

We're against the wall... your body pressed against mine... kissing you sensually... our lips sliding together, our tongues caressing... my thighs wrapped tightly around you, clinging onto you, keeping your cock deep inside me... You haven't cum yet, still holding back your orgasm, wanting more... and your so hard inside me, so erect... I'm trembling, kissing you greedily, my pussy so wet around your cock, my juices dripping down your penis, dribbling over your balls, running down the inside of my thighs... My orgasm still lingering, small aftershocks pulsing through my body... my pussy squeezing around your cock, sucking on it...

"I want you to cum..." I gasp, "I want you to cum for me..."

"Not yet..." you whisper, feeling your erection throbbing inside me at my request, knowing how easily you could succumb, "I want to fuck you from behind... I want you to... ohhh... want you to bend over the back of the couch for me..."

You slip slowly out from inside me, my wetness dripping from my pussy as you slide out, kissing me again softly... I look down your body, seeing your penis so erect, so hard... dripping wet from my juices... as you move back from me, I smile at you, sliding down your body, my hands running down your chest, your belly... kneeling down in front of you

I take your erect cock in my hand, stroking you, caressing you... you moan as you feel my fingers slipping easily up and down your length, still wet from me... I can feel your cock throbbing... I know your holding it back... and I smile up at you, opening my lips... and take your cock into my mouth...

You groan..." god that feels so fucking good." Your hands sliding through my hair... my lips are wrapped around your erect penis, sucking, lapping at your erection with my tongue... my hands sliding around your ass... pulling you deeper into my mouth... I know you want to cum but you refuse to let this end.... pulling me up to face you again... kissing me greedily... tasting yourself on my lips, my tongue... and you turn me around... and push me over the back of the couch...

"I need to fuck you so much..." you tug my skirt up around my waist, pulling the crotch of my panties to one side... and you cant wait any longer... "I need to be inside you..." I feel your swollen head skidding against the lips of my pussy... and you grip my hips... and thrust your cock... hard... deep into my wet swollen pussy... god... all the way inside me... Thrusting deeper and deeper into me... ohhhh god... You start to fuck me... god it feels so good... I'm dripping down your cock... pushing back against you... wanting you deeper... needing to be fucked... ohhh god...

You can't hold it back much longer... you grab my wrists... pulling them behind my back.... holding me there... ramming into me hard now... pounding your erect cock again and again into my dripping wet pussy... fucking me... ohhh god fucking me... your other hand slides up to my hair... taking a handful in your fist... pulling me back hard... leaning over me... thrusting your cock deeper into my pussy as I feel your breath on my neck... biting me... biting my neck as your cock rams into me from behind... again and again and again... and you pull my head back further... kissing me greedily... my lips sliding over yours as your tongue slides into my open mouth... fuck I'm so close... god I'm gasping with each thrust... trembling now... I can't take this... I'm gonna cum... and your cock is pounding into me hard... fucking me... and fucking me... god.... god that's it... and my body convulses... my juices splashing down your thrusting cock as you start to cum also.

Strange

Ok...I have got to tell someone... You all know my boss is crazy, I have spoken about him many times. This morning my office (consists of 2 people) has our heads spinning. My boss has the new I Phone 4S and there is an app called friend finder. Basically, we can look up exactly where he is at all times as long as his phone is with him. So today... Anthony ( He is the one actually tracking his whereabouts) followed him from his house, to the bank, he circled the parking lot like 12 times, ended up at the edge of a lake, walked back to his car, and came into the office. Hmmm, a little strange don't you think? What is he doing at a lake for like 2 minutes.

Anyway, I guess we will be having fun with his new IPhone. LOL

Did I tell you all that he was once considered a suspect in his wife's murder? It turned out she was killed by her doctor boyfriend...But my boss could have prevented her death and choose not to help her. But that is another story. But does make for a great Halloween tale.

I told you all he was CRAZY. Please I need a job...

BOO!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!

Tonight is my Son's favorite night of the year with exception of Christmas Eve. He has been ready for weeks. His costume is almost worn out from being worn so much over the past weeks. So rain or not (And there has been a lot of rain lately) we will be out trick or treating.

This weekend we got 8 inches of rain but it was actually a nice weekend with the kids. My daughter performed at a Halloween concert.
And my son was invited to a pizza making party. That was a lot of fun. Yesterday afternoon was a nice rainy afternoon watching horror movies on the tv.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HoVVfvh66oE - My daughter's performance. She is the one with the long black wig on


Enjoy your evening.

Phone Sex

-Hello?
Hi, what are you doing?
--Um, working
Are you busy?
--Sort-of, but I have a few minutes to talk
I was sitting here thinking about you
--Oh yeah?
I was thinking about your cock
--Oh?
I was thinking that I’d love to feel it inside me right now.
Would you like that? Sliding your cock into my dripping pussy?
--Ohhhh yes
I’ve been sitting here rubbing my pussy thinking how I’d like to lick you and suck you until your hot cock was ready for me.
--Wait

--Ok, I shut the door
Are you hard for me?
--Yes
Take your hard cock out for me.
That’s it, feel me around you, feel how hot and wet my mouth is.
Do you like when I suck you?
--I love when you suck my cock.
Take it all the way in.
--Ohhh yes.
I’m licking my way down to your balls, I want to taste them, suck them. I want to devour your gorgeous cock. I want to suck your head.
God, my pussy is so wet.
--Put your fingers in, fuck yourself with them.
Oh yes
--Lick your fingers, taste yourself.
Mmmmmm
Is your cock ready? Do you want to fuck me?
--I want to fuck you hard.
Do it then, slam your cock into me.
That’s it, fuck me hard.
Fill up every inch of my pussy.
Make me cum.
Harder, I need to feel you deep.
--I am so close, I want to cum all over you.
My pussy is dripping, fuck me harder, grab my hips, pull me into you.
--I can’t hold back.
Do it, cum for me.
--Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh
That’s what I like.
--You are so bad.
I know.
Have a good rest of the day and I’ll see you tonight.
I’ll be waiting…

Answer To My Dream Post

I do not usually post twice in one day but after receiving this email about my dream post, I just had to post the email here. I think this is my answer...


I did work several years
for a well know psychotherapist
When a relatively clear dream about a death, ( rather than one of
those mumbo jumbo dreams where every second something pops up and is non-recognizable) occurs, it is usually quite simple for interpretation. In your case, because of what I have
read in your blog about your ex-boyfriend coupled with bits of
info from you, your dream falls into the classic category, and
is simple to analyze.

Your dream very likely shows the awakening of a new life. Your
dead child was there because your mind needed to wake up
the presents of grief and fear. That dream and the emotions
attached to it was to show that you are becoming alive again,
enough to feel the grief and pain. In coming alive enough to
feel your emotions, you were feeling the pain of death.

I know this sounds complicated, so I'll be more specific. Your
complete severance with your ex-boyfriend imposed an emotional upheaval. You once loved him deeply and even today
there remains not only the memory, but still a bit of attachment,
which is normal. All these deep feelings were denied and buried
deep in your unconscious mind, and it decided to help you find
the experience, the feelings of grief, so that you can be totally
fresh and alive again to have happiness in the future.

In the dream your child who is really 6yrs
old, was presented to be 2yrs old, which was the length of the
relationship.

Can You Write For Me?

So today it's your turn - tell me what you want to do to me, how you'd love to take me, to fuck me... tell me what excites you... tell me what we'd do together if I was with you now, naked on your bed, aroused, wet, fingering myself as I watch you, wanting you... I want you to make me cum for you... I want to imagine you here with me, want to feel your breath on my skin, feel your body brushing against mine... I want to taste you...

Tell me what you want from me... touch yourself first, I want you to touch yourself as you think of me... I want you to feel every thrust, every pulse... masturbate with me, right now... let me watch you... and once you're nice and hard, when your intensely aroused... I want you to start writing for me... be as disgracefully explicit as you like... touch yourself as you write... I want this to excite you as much as it excites me... and I want your words to make me cum... urgently... intensely... thinking of you...

How do you want to fuck me...? Do you want to use me? Or perhaps you want me to use you, to take you, to hold you down as I fuck you hard... tell me what you want... I need to know... I need you to make me cum...

and if writing this excites you... if you can't hold back any longer... then cum for me... I want you to cum for me... and I'll cum with you...

My Dream

A while back I wrote a post of a dream I had. It was rather strange but some of you had good points of view of what is was trying to tell me. Well, last night I had a dream that was disturbing on so many levels. I am not the type of person who dreams very much or at least I don't remember them. This dream last most of the night, woke me up 6 or 7 times, and nothing strange happened in it. (you know what I mean? )

I was sitting at home (except I was living at my mothers house) the only other person there was my son who was 2. (he is 6 in real life) He was taking a nap on the couch when he died of a massive heart attack. I was very upset over this crying and holding him. The next day I went about my day, going to the grocery store and taking a walk, and people would ask me about Ryan and I would break down crying. I didn't tell anyone he died but it was like everyone knew. (This is weird) I was afraid to tell my parents that he past away. My daughter came home and saw me holding Ryan and telling him that I loved him, over and over. I told her what happened (then finally my alarm went off)

I never thought about a dream like I have thought about this one today. It was extremely upsetting to me. Any ideas as to what this could be about?

Secret

Some of you know that I am now a single girl once again. And there is always a certain thing, when dating, that I cant seem to tell people right off. I never had a problem with someone not understanding or is grossed out but I still have a hard time just coming out and saying it. I guess I never know how to approach the subject.

So for anyone out there who is reading this blog and want to get to know me on a more personal note, her is goes.... I am a Type I Diabetic. I have been this way for the past 20 years. I was just a kid. No one in my family has it and they are not really sure how I got it except they think I caught a bad viral infection that cased my pancreas not to work any longer. I wear an insulin pump, that can come off when I am in the shower or doing other naked type activities.

So now you know and I don't have to speak of it any longer. All I ask is...Love me for me.

Book Review?

I was reading a blog...(Not sure of the name) that reviewed Damnation / submission type books. And I came across this one, Below... It caught my eye because it stars my name and because of its subject line. Dont get me wrong I am not into this kind of slavery but I think it would intrigue me to read and follow. Has anyone read this book? Maybe you can give me your review.

CARRIE’S STORY by Molly Weatherfield

PUB. INFO: Cleis Press, 2002
GENRE: Contemporary BDSM
NARRATION: First Person
GRADE: B

From Publisher: “I had been Jonathan’s slave for about a year when he told me he wanted to sell me at an auction. I wasn’t in any condition to respond when he told me this…”
So begins Carrie’s tale of uncompromising sexual adventure. Imagine the Story of O starring a Berkeley PhD in comparative lit (who moonlights as a bike messenger) with a penchant for irony, self-analysis, and anal sex. Set in San Francisco and the Napa Valley, Carrie’s Story takes the reader on a sexually explicit journey into a netherworld of slave auctions, training regimes, and human “ponies” preening for dressage competitions.

Can You Read My Mind

I can't seem to control myself around you. I need you, here, now. I always need you but this is more urgent. I really need you NOW. Don't hesitate. Fuck me. Use me. Control me... That's it. Kiss me, hard. I want to feel your tongue in my mouth. Make me gasp for breath. Press your body into mine. I can feel your cock getting hard. I love that feeling. Grind your cock into me, urgently. Rip my shirt off. I don't care... I just need to feel you on my skin. Your rough hands over my skin. Pinch my nipples. You know how much I love that, roughly, make me cry out. Make my pussy ache for you. Make me grind my hips into you, your hard cock. Lick my breasts, suck them. Tangling my fingers in your hair. I need you so much... Take your shirt off. I want to feel your chest on mine. Feel my nipples brush against yours. God, I'm so wet. I need you to feel how wet I am. Push my skirt up. Rip off my panties. Feel me, taste me. I know you want to lick me. To taste my juices. Push me down on the floor. Spread my thighs. Put your tongue in my dripping pussy. Make me moan your name. That's right, fuck me with your tongue. Make me writhe on the floor. Flick your tongue over my hard little clit. Make my hips rock. God, I need to taste you. Take your pants off, now. Kneel over me. Let me taste your hard cock. Let me suck you. Run my tongue over you, swirling, licking, sucking. My lips on your cock. Making you groan. Reach back and finger my clit while I suck you. That's it... My pussy is aching for you. You need to fuck me. You need to fuck me, NOW. Do it. Fuck me hard. Push yourself in deep. FUCK ME PLEASE....