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[nadeanealways]

Who knows

Dreams can be anything you want!

My dreams about you have felt so real

It feels as if you are really there, touching me, caressing me

The feel of your kiss make me squirm in my sleep

Our tongues touching and dancing together in bliss

Your hand gently touches my face as you bite my bottom lip to be a tease

You move your hand to my neck as you move your kiss from my lips down

Kissing my neck sends chills throughout my body

Moaning ever so softly because of the softness of your kiss

While you kiss my neck your hand moves lower

You stop momentarily at my breast just to rub and feel the hardness of my nipple

I breathe deeper as your kiss becomes stronger with more passion

You rub my hard nipple and move your lips down to my breast

Your tongue flicks my nipple to make it harder

As you are taking your time to pay attention to my swelling breasts the feeling of ecstasy overwhelms me

I start to bite my lip and arch my back slightly

You start to work your way down my body kissing every inch

You unbutton my pants and run your fingers along my panty line to be even more of a tease

At this point I am almost begging for you, for more.

You slide off my pants

While sliding them down you kiss my inner thigh and move close to my pussy

I am moaning slightly louder than before

You kiss my pussy while my panties are still on

More of a tease

Arching my back needing your touch

After you pull my pants fully off you work your way back up my leg

Right when you get to the middle of my thigh you lick all the way up to my pleasure

You tease me over my panties for a few but you then slide off my panties

Now I lay there in all my vulnerability begging for more.

You watch me lay there breathing deeply as you sit back to admire what lays in front of you

You stand up and stand by my side

I lean to my side to reach out and unbutton your jeans

As I am slowly pulling your zipper down, I can feel your hard, erect penis wanting out

While I slide your pants off you throw your shirt across the room

I sit up on the couch and make my way to the floor by your feet

Finally both you and I are there bare as can be and hot

I lightly run my hands all over your legs all the way up and I skim your penis to see it jump in excitement

I am now on my knees staring at you, at your large, erect cock

I look up at you and lick my lips

I come closer to you and lick the bottom part of your balls and I hear you catch your breath

Your cock is so hard

Harder the more I lick and suck on your balls

Feeling the warmth makes me want you more

I lick the bottom part of your cock all the way to the tip

I suck off the little bit of cum you let loose

I lick your whole shaft making you moan

Then I take your whole cock in my mouth…………..

[nadeanealways]

Wonder

I wonder why I have to be different

I wonder why I have to live without her, with no love, no comfort

I wonder why it had to happen to her

Why couldn’t it happen to me?

She knew what she wanted to do with her life.

I was young and I had no idea

I always wondered why on earth she had to part from us so soon

People always say I will get over it,

I wonder, will I?

So far in my life since that part of me has gone, I have never been the same.

I wonder what it is like to have someone there to talk to

I wonder what it would be like to learn from my own flesh

I just wonder

It is hard for me to watch people with their mothers and a good time

I always wondered if she and I would be the same, or would we be different?

I wonder about my life

Families always say that I act and look just like her

I wonder if that is true

I wonder if I have the same fears, problems, anxieties or just the same emotions like she had.

I so wonder how I would view things

I wonder if it is really true that she is like my guardian angel

I just wish I could have her with me

Trading in anything possible to get her back

I love her more than the world itself and I hope she knows that

Just always keep in mind, don’t ever hate your parents because you have no idea on how lucky each and everyone of you really are.

[nadeanealways]

Inside Beauty of a Beach

Have you ever sat and thought about how many different things you can get out of going to the beach? The beach is more than the salty sea air, the hot sand and the cool water. Water has a special significance that gives me a rhythm to clear my mind. Every time that I go to the waters edge,  I feel it glazed over my feet and feel a cool chill that send shivers up my spine. This amazing feeling always makes me a happy because I am being surrounded by Mother Nature. When I go into the water, I feel like a bird that has floated onto the immensely beautiful blue-green ocean.  I believe that I have to be on my best behavior when I am in the water, because I am in Mother Nature’s home if I do something wrong or if I think some terrible thoughts she will pound me in the back of the head with a wave. People think it is strange, but I feel like she talks to me and tell me to look at the waves as if they were the future.  If I look at them I can see what there is to come in my life. The concept of choosing not to look at them I might deal with some sort of failure in my life. Failure does not occur to me when I am with her, because everything goes the way it was meant to be and I am not under her spell.  That was just my opinion of the water, which is part of the beach. Yet you do realize that there is more to the beach than the water?

Now lets shed some light on the sand.  The sand could mean many different things and my opinion of the sand could be different from what yours is.  Just sitting on the sand during a sunset and watching the purples, reds, pinks, oranges and baby blues of the sky just makes me wonder what is going to be coming up in the next few years of my life.  Just picking up a handful of sand and then putting my hand out to see how much sand stays on my hand makes me think of how successful I am going to end up being.  I always have a fair amount in the palm of my hand and one grain of sand can mean the world to someone but to me it just means that I am going to be great at one thing that I do.  Having my feet in the sand and feeling the particles squish between my toes makes me feel free.  I am free to think and go where I want to with my life.  Going deeper into the sand and feeling the cold wet sand says that the bottom has just not had enough time to sprout into greatness and be walked on by every person that goes on the beach.  That part of the sand works hard to get to the top of the chain and when it gets there it sometimes has to get kicked back to the bottom. That makes me think of failure. When I am in the cool, salty breeze of the beach, failure is the last thing that is on my mind.  I try to think of the possible things that I can become.  Waiting for big things to happen in my life and dreaming about what they will be like.  Writing poetry in the sand is also something that I do because it is only something that I can read and no one else can because before I leave the beach I move the sand around.  

That is just a few of the things that make a beach a beach but you also have to think of the air   that you breathe when you are there. The salty air is something that I like a lot because it clears me up and makes my mind clear and feeling wonderful.  I am able to see the clouds move in the sky and not have to worry about smoggy air. Everything about the beach is put into a positive context in my opinion.  Thoughts of failure are mere specks of sand that don’t even put a dent into my thought of success.  

[nadeanealways]

Dark Secrets

Whenever you hear about another person’s childhood, you normally hear the same thing over again; the usual bumps, bruises and mishaps. Well sure, I am like every other kid out there but there is still a little more than meets the eye.  I could sit here and tell you about the while thing of when my dog bit me on my chin, or how I broke my left arm.  But I am not going to tell you about that stuff. So sit back and relax and enjoy prying into my head to know the inside scoop.

Some people have the fantasy of meeting the President of the United States or just even getting a tour of the White House, as a little girl I was able to do that whenever I wanted.  I was able to actually meet George and Barbara Bush when he was President. That is something that will stay in my memory for as long as I live.  

The other thing that some people laugh at when I tell them is that I actually won the White House Egg Toss one year.  I was little and they gave us a plastic kitchen spoon and placed an egg right in front of it and when they said go, we had to get it to the finish line.  Well I guess I was a little anxious and I just had one toss and I won.   To this day I still get picked on because of that.  

I have been able to stay in the Presidential Suite in the Waldorf Astoria in New York City.  That place was bigger than the last house that I lived in. You walk in and you have a grand hallway.  A plaque that gives the names of the people that stayed there.  My parents ended up going in the family room and sitting on a fluffy white couch that you can see from the doorway.  My step-sister and I were running around the place trying to find what was in it.  One would yell out “I found another bedroom!” and the other would say “YES!  I found the kitchen. And it is all metal.”  My step-sister and I took anything that wasn’t nailed down home with us the next night.  The tubs were so high that when you sat in them, you could barely see out.  Now to this day, my father says that no man really can treat me right unless he can get me a place like the Presidential Suite.  

Now we are off on a wondrous journey to New York City again with my step-sister and a friend of the family. But that day was just a normal day until my father called up my step-mother and mentioned that he had three tickets to President Bill Clinton’s 50th birthday party in Radio City Music Hall.  My step-mother was unable to go because of prior engagements so she told my step-sister and I about it and we mentioned a friend of the family.  So that night was a blast!  The three of us went on a train to the wonderful New York City.  My step-sister was on crutches and walked on the train better than anyone.  We get to Time Square and there are oodles of people there. We saw and agent and told him we were there to see my father.  They called up my father and said that there was a package waiting for him outside of the building.  Of course when they hear something like that they think it is a bomb or something.  So my father comes out to see what it was and it was the three of us standing there awe struck.  I said not even five minutes before “You have a very pretty dress!” to some woman and I was smacked after she left because I talked to the woman who played the mother on Family Ties back in the day.  Yet that night we were able to see Aretha Franklin and many other great personalities.  

Yes those times were fun but there are some interesting gadgets that we get to test for the Secret Service.  My father would come home some nights after work with a car full of spy equipment. He could bring them into the house and my step-sister and I would try to use them.  A few times he brought in night vision goggles and Dick Tracy looking pens.   If my step-sister and I could work with these gadgets with no problem then any Secret Service agent would be able to use them too.  My step-sister and I would find chipmunks in the backyard and try to follow them at night.  We would communicate with each other with the spy equipment that we were using.  Now, how many people can say they had any opportunities like that?

I love my father with all my heart and I will never change him in for anything in the world.  He has given me wonderful opportunities to experience. During my teenage years no one can match up to what my father has given me and let me experience.  

[nadeanealways]

If only

Only in dreams could this come true

A secret surprise could be waiting for me

Can someone truly love me?

With their whole mind, body, and soul

I want to fell what true love is really like

You hear people talk about the warm “fuzzes” when they are kissed

I want to melt when your lips touch mine

I don’t believe that someone could love me with everything they have

No one can fully know who I am

I can be read like a book yet at the same time be locked like a prison

My heart aches for the day when I can feel what everyone talks about

One last time I will ask:

Can someone truly love me?

Love me with their whole body, mind, and soul

[nadeanealways]

Empty

Pure black

Bursts of light

Clusters of stars

“Floating” rocks

The fear of falling but in reality not being able to

You can float forever and never fall

Be light years away

Yet every time I think of this bliss my stomach falls

It would be a wonderful experience but at the same time a great fear

You would be able to experience an “untouched” part of our existence

No pollution

No crime

No hate

The only problem this would pose would be the one being alone. No one for light-years

Would you be able to handle yourself for a lengthy period of time with no escape?

[nadeanealways]

[nadeanealways]

Soft

All starts with talking, stress we hold and help I can give. I ask for a quite place. You take my hand and take me in a bedroom.... I ask for a candle to light. I then ask you to sit on the bed. I turn the lights off and we only see the light from the flame. I stand in front of you... Close your eyes... Take a few deep breaths.... I pull out of my pocket an oil, peace, and I place some on my finger tips. I run my fingers through your hair with a lite massage technique. I grab my bottle again, more on the tips of my fingers. I lightly touch your forehead and run my finger down the bridge of your nose. I Whisper to you, let your stress melt in my hands. You open your mouth to say something but I place one finger over your lips.... Shhhhh relax. You start to inhale the scent of the oil and I feel your body starting to give. I run both my hands on the side of your face, down your neck and to your shoulders. You lean your head back some and then I feel your hands on the sides of my legs to hold on. As I move my hands back to your face, I stop and watch you. Eyes still closed, deepened breaths calm essences. I take my right hand and place it on your left cheek, I lean in and I kiss your lips. So soft and so unexpected, I pull away. Still with closed eyes you pull me back to you and Whisper, please. Once again I touch your cheek and kiss your lips and you kiss me back. The softness, slowness and breath taking kiss makes me weak. You hold me tighter and kiss me once more. You then stop for only a moment to pull your head back and open your eyes to see mine are now closed, and you see I'm relaxed. You breathe a sigh of excitement and kiss me more.

[nadeanealways]

Theater Fun

Theater Fun

One fun place that comes to mind is the last row of a movie theater.  You have no one behind you and only people in front of you. Darkness to shield you and loud noise to cover the sounds of pleasure. The best part is, there are only a few souls in the place because it is a late-night movie.

I am sitting on your left with the armrest lifted so that I can get as close to you as I can. During the previews, we chat about what to do later and I kiss your neck thinking, “there are things we can do now.” My hand is on your lap feeling the excitement while kissing your neck. I can feel you grow right under my hand. I whisper to you “I want to touch you” and you start to unbutton and unzip your shorts.   I can finally slide my hand under and feel the warmth of your excitement.

I enjoy rubbing your thick cock through my hand and watch you slouch in your seat.  Finally, the movie starts and I slide down to the floor and move your legs apart so I can have the perfect access to you.  I like the shaft and play with you for a moment. I then take you all in and move up and down your shaft. You are so warm and your hands are on my head running your fingers through my hair all while going to the up and down motion that I am making.  

I work you slow so that I can please you longer.  I start to notice that you are getting closer to climax but you won't let me finish you off.  You guide me back up to my seat and start running your hand between my legs. You rip my button undone and quickly pull down my zipper and place your fingers inside me and I am so wet.  You tease me some but your fingers feel so good inside me.  

We then realize we can't make it through the movie and get up and adjust ourselves and leave the theater.  We rush to the SUV and jump in the back seat and it starts to heat up.  You grab me over to you so that I am on your lap facing you. You pull me to you and you rip off my top and bury your face in my breasts, all while grabbing my backside.  I hold on to the back of the seat and ride you to arouse you again.  You then push me up some so that you can undo everything and pull my pants down.  I undo your shorts and place my hand on your cock and guide it inside me. Both of us let out a moan and I ride you slow at first while kissing you and you grab my waist and start guiding me faster. God, you feel amazing.  You are so big and warm and I can't contain my sounds.   You try to cover my mouth to see if I can stay quiet but it doesn't work. You tell me that you are so turned on.

I can feel me dripping on your cock and I push myself down to have you as deep in me as you can be.  The rhythm starts to get faster and you tell me that you are about to cum.  I lean into your ear and say “come inside me” After several long, deep thrusts you finally cum and I cum at the same time and we both tremble.  I collapse on you and kiss you a few times and then move over next to you. We compose ourselves and move to the front of the car and head back to the house to continue our night.

[nadeanealways]

Envy in the Mirror

From head to toe, how could someone miss you

You have hidden beauty throughout your body

You have flowing auburn hair that glistens in the sunlight

When the wind blows it seems to always stay perfect

Not a strand out of place

Your eyes are windows into your soul. During the day it is hard to see through but when you cry the beautiful green opens up wonders

Your soul is incredible. The beauty and honesty

Out from your mouth comes sweet words

The thing you do best is when you kiss. The subtle touch of your tongue can send chills down anyone’s spine.

The beauty of your neck with its perfect structure

Lay a necklace on it and it lays right in place

Your arms are muscular but with a feminine flare.

Your hands are the most beautiful. Amazing things come from them

From your poetry and soft touch, even having the healing hands of a masseur

The most erotic is when you take your hands and place them on your breasts

Your nails touch the tip of your nipple and I watch you bite your lip

Your skin is so soft to the touch

While I am just watching you touch every inch I see you go closer to the most sensitive place on your body

You are just lightly gliding across to go more down your legs

You finally let me take over to kiss from your knees down to your toes

Chills have been sent all through our bodies

I start to touch myself to feel what she feels

Then I wake up.

[nadeanealways]

Want to Melt

Only in dreams could this come true

A secret surprise could be waiting for me

Can someone truly love me?

With their whole mind, body, and soul

I want to fell what true love is really like

You hear people talk about the warm “fuzzes” when they are kissed

I want to melt when your lips touch mine

I don’t believe that someone could love me with everything they have

No one can fully know who I am

I can be read like a book yet at the same time be locked like a prison

My heart aches for the day when I can feel what everyone talks about

One last time I will ask:

Can someone truly love me?

Love me with their whole body, mind, and soul

[nadeanealways]

Beach

Yawn, there isn’t anything to do around here I thought to myself while sitting on my parent’s fluffy, blue couch.  Looking out of the large window out onto the golf course I noticed the sun was going to set soon.  It was then that I decided to go watch the sunset at Patrick Air Force Base.

Driving on the road in my bright red Saturn, feeling the salty air blowing through my hair is the most delightful feeling in the world. I make a right turn into the parking lot and pull into the same place I always do.  I put my car into park, open the door and step out of the car.  I walk over the bridge and slip off my sandals.  The first step onto the sand sends chills down my spine. The feeling of sand between my toes and sinking about an inch and a half into the sand is always something I look forward to.

I go about mid-way on the beach and sit roughly around the same area that I normally do. While sitting, I close my eyes and take a deep breath to let the air fill my lungs.  As I sit, I listen to the wonderful sounds that engulf my senses.  The sound of waves pounding the shore and washing back out to sea reminds me of the sound a conch shell makes when you put it to your ear.  The sound of seagulls communicating with one another in their own language surrounds me.  The beautiful sound of the wind blowing against the dune grass makes it sound as if there are waves behind you as well as in front. These sounds put me in a trance.

The sites are even better.  The blue-green color of the water and the white tops of the waves are beautiful.  I watch them hit the shore, curl and leave again.  As I am watching all this I am playing with the sand, picking up the sand and feeling each grain go through my fingers as I let it go.  I can see little sandpiper birds running close to the water snagging clams to eat before the next wave comes.  I smile at them because as the water gets closer to them, they have to run faster to get away.  Then, I look up and see the pelicans soaring through the air above the sea. Their wingspan is incredible when they fly in front of the sun, casting a shadow twice their size on the sand below.  I laugh at the sight of seagulls huddled together plotting how they are going to score some food.

I can sit for hours just staring at the water.  I start thinking about random questions:

Why was the Earth chosen to have humans?

Why do we live?

Why do people believe what they do?

Why are there salt deposits in the ocean?

A majority of the time I love being there alone to release my bad karma, thoughts, and sins.  Yet every once in awhile it is nice to share the release of bad karma with another person.  Cuddling and looking with one another into the endless sea is a bonding moment for me.  Whenever I go to the beach I am never alone; Mother Nature who is my God, my friend, and my love are always there.

If you ever need to release something bad that is going on in your life then take a couple of hours out of your day and sit on the beach, breathing in the salty air and watching the curl of the waves.  Those curls will take every bad thought out of your mind and cleanse your soul every time they leave the shore.

[nadeanealways]

Black Feather

Black Feather

Looking at your thickly painted Black Lips draws me near

You undress me so that I stand there within all my vulnerability

You lightly run your fingertips down my spine and order me to sit

You start taking off your clothing just so I am not alone

With the Black candles all around there is a glow; a grim, dense and dangerous glow

With you standing in front with the light dancing on your milky skin you wear the deepest black cloth to hide all your mysteries to the world

Peaking just above the material is a beautifully done black feather tattoo

To me you look like a deadly goddess

You lye me down on the satin sheets that are darker than night

Milk burns on hot surfaces

My skin was not like hers

My skin to her was like cinnamon

Beauty stands at the foot of the bed

And kissed every inch of my feet

After her touch, the area goes numb

She works her way up as if she were in a desert with no way out

But every inch she kissed wit those thickly painted Black Lips went dead

Not being able to feel her made me want her more

She kept kissing every inch of my body that was exposed and all I could do was beg for her to kiss my lips

“Only in eternity shall I kiss the softness of your lips, for you will remember me in life after next.”

I sigh with a confused look

Hours have passed since the room was brightly lit with black candles

My heart was still beating and my facial muscles still alive

She lays next to me now in all her vulnerability and I can see the full black feather

As she lies there she is tracing over the area where my heart is while tears glide down her skin

The candlelight catches each drop then sends the tears my way

She gets up and straddles my legs and lies down on top of me and says

“Forgive me for I have done wrong.”

As she leans in to kiss my heart everything fades to Black

One single tear from her dark eyes falls to my lips

She leans in and says

“Only in eternity.”

Then kisses my then stands and the last thing in my head is the Black Feather on her milky skin.

[nadeanealways]

My 3 Types

So, here I sit, wondering what to write about for this final paper.  I have too many ideas, although when I wrote about my ex-girlfriends, I got the best results.  So writing a paper about my ex-girlfriends would make sense.  The hardest part comes in defining them into small categories.  So, after some thought, the perfect groupings of a girly girl, gothic and butch came to mind.

The easiest way to write about a person is by looking at their pictures and remembering everything that happened with that person.  Obsessed with pink and constantly worried about their hair, the girly girl annoyed me most of these groupings.  These types never cared what I thought, so why did the opinion of strangers matter so much?  My girly girl, in addition to lacking social relationship skills, the sex was not very good.  I had to do everything, with her on her back, pretending that she did not know how to pleasure someone.  Her vanity skyrocketed towards our end; she made sure to outdo me everywhere we went.  She never failed to impress, which I still remember.  I do not dwell on the fact much, mostly because I do not want to go back to her, or her type.  Because of my experience with her, I managed to step out of my tomboy shell and become more of a woman.

I am sure as you walk through the mall you have seen gothic children walking around trying to be cool right?  When I lived in New Jersey that happened to be a sight that was normal in the everyday wonderings.  Many children were doing it and it happened to be the “fad” at the time.  There was a fair and of course, you had your certain cliques there.  I was drawn to this girl in the gothic group. Her long beautiful, flowing black hair with the painted black lips drew me closer to her.   The paleness of her skin made her look cold and in need of warmth and the ice blue of her eyes made it hard to stop staring. I actually sat down near her group while eating and just watched her flowing movement and after a while, she actually came up to me.    We sat and talked for some time that night and ended up skipping out on our friends and walked through the fair together.  Psychologists always state that many people want to date someone that they want to be.  I wanted to be her more than anything.  I didn’t want to care what people thought of the way that I dressed or what they thought of me. After some time while dating we started having sex and that was wonderful.  I did things to her and she did things to me.  It was a two-way sex party for us.  We made sure we both got off before we would stop.  Sometimes nights would last for hours!  I had the most fun when I was with her because everything was about US: not just her or just I but US.  Yet, with every happy story, there is always an ending.  I had to move and head off to college while she stayed home and went to a community college.  The nine-hour drive was too hard on us.  We are still friends and maybe more someday but not right now.

The Butch!  I have no idea what I was thinking when I dated this type.  I felt safe don’t get me wrong but the problem was at the same time I felt scared.  While I was dating the butch I had many interesting experiences that I never thought I would have.  The butch was the girl who didn’t want to be a female but rather a male yet still loved the female figure.  I think the reason I went out with her was to try something new.  That I did there is no doubt about that.  She is the one that introduced me to the wonderful world of certain sex toys.   I acted like I was a shy little schoolgirl on her first date with a boy when she wanted to use a strap on.  While having sex with her the only thing I thought about was just the idea of; “Why don’t I just date a fat man with man boobs instead of a woman that pretends to be a man?”   Whenever someone happened to be picking on me she would stand up for me and scare people away.  The only problem was when her and I got into a fight. That felt like the end of the world at times because I felt inferior.   It just seemed that one fight leads to another and another.  I couldn’t deal with it anymore and in the middle of one of our many fights I just walked out.  That was the end.  No, if, and, or buts I just walked out.  If I have to deal with that I might as well stay with men.  

Time has gone by since my last girlfriend and in ways, I am glad because I don’t have to deal with certain insecurities.  If I was single again and there came the opportunity to date a female I probably would but I wouldn’t date a butch or a girly girl.  Maybe there are different types out there that I haven’t been with that are even more interesting.  This I will never know.  

[nadeanealways]

Beauty and Her Nature

I have always felt very comfortable when I lay on a blanket or in the bed of a truck and just stare at the stars. There has always been one thing missing, and it has been you.  The stars and the night have always been my calm point, but I am wondering what it would be like if I had my best friend right next to me, my other calm.  

The thought that always comes to mind is laying on a puffy blanket in the bed of a truck as close to you as I am able to get. My head on your chest and arm around your waist.  Your arm is around me to keep me close to you and to keep me safe.  Starring to the sky we ask each other very deep questions to see how intimate we can be.  At times I look up at you and smile and lean up to give you a peck on the lips.  I then go back to staring at the stars and you squeeze me tight and kiss the top of my head.  We continue to have fun with questions.

At one point there was silence from both parties and I ended up blurting out those three words that are always hard for me to say.  I then feel you tense up and I look up at you with glassy eyes and tell you I am sorry, that just kinda came out.  You stared into my eyes and with your other hand, you touched my face and pulled my chin up and kissed me. It was the most passionate kiss I have ever had and ever imagined. You then pull away from me and stare at me for a moment and you then stutter some and you repeated the same three words.

You then kiss me again and shift so that we are facing each other and both your arms are wrapped around me.  After some time you finally roll me to my back and as we kiss you run your hand all over my body.  You have your hand now under my shirt and I quiver with the warmth.  We are making out as if we are a bunch of teenagers.

You decide to finally rip off my pants and I yank yours off as well.  As you lay on top of me you don't enter me right away, but you let me feel your heat. You smile because you can feel how much you excite me.  I wrap my legs around you so that you are able to slide right into me and you whisper, not yet because I want to enjoy this moment.  All the kissing on my neck just makes my whole body shake.  You then start to tease me some by just entering slightly and I start to beg for you to be inside me.  You ask if I am sure and all I can do is moan and bite my lip.  You then enter me slowly and deeply and I just arch my back and let out of big moan and wrap my legs tight around you.  

The sex we have it so deep, so rough, so exciting and I don't want it to end.  Our bodies are perfectly fit together for hours and sweat drips with deep breaths. We then are laying next to one another side by side again, out of breath starring up at the stars.  You wrap us in another blanket and as I am cuddling with you I kiss your chest over and over. With the covers over us, I move on top of you, straddling you and just sitting above your cock.  I rub myself over you slightly to get you hard again and kiss your neck and lick your lips. You tell me that you can feel how wet I am, so I take my hand and move it down and play with myself some and play with you more.  I then finally grab you and place you inside me and you bite your lip and grab my hips. With my hands on your chest, I move you in and out while your hands move my hips to my butt and pull and push me. I try to keep my moans soft and you tell me to let go.

I am sitting straight upon you and you move your hands to my breasts and I move faster and moan louder.  You make sure each thrust is deep as I tell you I am about to cum.  I ask if you want me to and you tell me no. The idea makes me more aroused and wetter.  Faster and deeper and more mind-bending I ask if you feel you are about to cum.  You bite your lip and I lean forward and whisper to you to cum inside me.  Next thing I know is both of us cum at the same time, your body tenses and mine shakes and I almost let out a scream of ecstasy.  

[nadeanealways]

Missing you

Knock Knock

Just the idea of your touch sends chills down my spine. The thought of you getting closer makes me smile. Waiting for the knock on the door is pure agony. I pace to make sure everything looks right. Then I sit on the bed to see if I can make myself look appetizing but nothing seems to click. I go to the bathroom mirror to make sure every hair is in place. Every second seems like an hour and I feel my palms sweat. Then it comes...knock knock knock. My heart skips a beat and I feel heat rush through my body.

I go to the door and adjust myself one last time and grab the door handle and take a deep breath and finally open the door. I smile when I see your face and then lightly bite my lip. You smile back and I step aside to let you in. You walk a few steps in and as you are putting your bag down I am shutting the door. The only thing is, you come behind me as I am still facing the door and hug me from behind. Hands around my waist, the feel of your breath through my hair onto my neck takes my breath away. You whisper, “I have missed you so much” and I just melt saying back “You have no idea how much I have missed you”

You then gently turn me around so I can see your face, you are then looking deep into me and tell me again “I have missed you” and I have a slight tear show at the corner of my right eye. I try to hide it, but when it comes to you I can't hide anything. You kiss my eye and take my tear away and I then have a sense of relief. You then give me one of my favorite things from you, your big heart-ed, safe hug that I love so much. My head in your chest and one arm on my lower back and the other on the top.

Finally, you take my hand and we walk into the suite. A simple kitchen and living room, beautiful patio, large bedroom with a king-size bed and a big garden tub in the bathroom. As you still have my hand in yours, you take me over to the couch and we both sit down, I am on his right side. There is a bad show on that I was watching and you pick up the remote to change it to a random movie. You notice that there was a “big” space between us and you pull me by the waist closer to you and you keep your arm around my low back. We are as close to each other and we can be we sit there for awhile watching the movie. You finally take your left hand and place it on my right cheek and turn my head so that I am slightly looking up at you and you lean in and kiss me ever so softly. My breathing deepens some and I adjust my body to be able to kiss you as passionately as you kiss me. I feel that I can kiss you forever because of the passion we both have for each other.

After a while, you then pull me on top of you so that I am facing you and my legs are spread on both sides of you. I can feel how hard you are in between my legs and it just makes me hotter than I already am. While your hands are on my behind, I take my hands and place them on each side of your face and kiss you again and again. I am not thinking that I want to tease you as much as you have always teased me. While I am kissing you I move my hips from front to back and side to side to see how aroused I can make you. I hear some moans escape from your lips but you try to hide them. I tell you in the middle of my kisses and with a breathy tone “I wanna hear you!” After I spoke those words you slipped your hands under my shirt and pull it over my head. When my shirt is past my head you lean in and start kissing my clavicle and down to my breasts. Finally, after my shirt has been taken fully off you bury your face in my breasts and pull me closer to you. You then pull away slightly and you adjust yourself under me so that you can shift me to lay on the couch. You are gentle in this because you know the insecurities of my body. You can see it in my face that I am nervous and you tell me “You are beautiful, I got you”

You ease yourself between my legs and are laying on top of me. My arms are around you and I am pulling your shirt up as you kiss me and run your hand down my left leg. Finally, I am able to pull your shirt off and feel the warmth of your body on mine. The kissing becomes heavier and the “petting” becomes more rough in nature. It has always been in the back of my mind to be able to sleep with you. I have wanted that since day one and in the back of my head, I am like a giddy school girl because I'm hoping that finally, my dream will come true. You then sit up and finally stand and grab my hand and you walk me to the bedroom. We stand at the end of the bed you take off my bra and unbutton my pants. When you finish I unbutton your jeans and slide them to the floor and I feel that you are rock hard. You step away and come back, but before you come back into the room you tell me to close my eyes. I am nervous because I am not feeling vulnerable. You come upon me and kiss me once and then you place a blindfold over my eyes. You say “I know this is a fantasy of yours to not be in control” and all I can do is bite my bottom lip. You lightly push me down to the bed, my body not fully on and you finally unzip my pants and slowly pull them off leaving my black thongs on. You crawl on top of me and at the same time slide me fully on the bed with my help. You are then laying by my left side, propping yourself up with your right arm so that your left hand can roam freely. While you kiss me you are running your hand from my neck, around my breasts, and down my belly to the band of my panties. You just go under than band with your fingertips and I hold my breath and whimper. I am yearning for your touch but it is a tease. You know all my weaknesses and use that to your advantage. You grab my right hip and then run your hand to the back and pull me close to you. You whisper “ You okay?” and all I can do is bite my lip again and wrap my arms around you and kiss you deeply.

You then lay me on my back and start kissing every inch of my body from my lips, chin, to my neck (weakness), down to my breasts and nipples, my belly and off to my hip (weakness). As you are doing this the warmth of your body moves lower and lower. You are now kissing my hip and you grab my panties and pull them down inch by inch. As you are pulling my thong down you slide off the bed so that you are on your knees and so I am at the perfect level for you and when my thong is being pulled off you place my legs over your shoulders. I want to touch you, to see you but every time I try you tell me that you are the one in control. I start to feel your breath closer and closer between my legs and I start to squirm. You tell me not to move because you know that is very hard for me. All the while I feel your beard against my smooth skin, grinning because I know that is something that you like. I then feel your lips between my thighs and I sink into the bed. I can feel the warmth of your tongue playing with my clit making me very wet. I am moaning and grabbing the sheets because you won't let me do anything else. After some time of moaning and heavy breathing, I finally scream out “I'm gonna cum!” With that being said you locked my hips down from underneath and pull me closer and move your tongue faster until I finally cum in your mouth. I let out a slight scream of passion and start to go for the blindfold and you tell me no.

I feel you stand up and I hear the rustle of your boxers hitting the floor. I am still shaking from the intense orgasm that I just had and I then feel you coming up on the bed. You then pull me farther up on the bed so that my head is on a pillow and the blindfold is still in place. You spread my legs so that your body is between and I can hear you moan slightly because you are enjoying my shaking and still can feel my body tense as well. I then feel you slide gently into me and I gasp with pleasure because I am so tight and you are so warm. We have no problem with the slide because I am still extremely wet. When you push yourself all the way in you grown and lean in to kiss me. You slide in and out a few times and then you run your hand down my thigh and pull it to wrap around your body.

You now are going in and out deeper and deeper and both of us are breathing heavy and moaning with every movement. My senses are heightened because I can't see what is going on but I can feel every inch of movement. I try to touch you but you pin my arms. Now you have taken 2 senses away so that makes the feel of you inside me much more intense. I can't keep my sounds controlled and as I get closer to another climax I get louder. I feel as if you are getting closer but when you noticed me on the brink you slow down and stop for a moment halting my climax over and over again. As I beg for my resolve you finally give in and let yourself go fully. It was everything that I was hoping and more.

You move next to me to catch your breath and finally take the blindfold off. All I can do is smile. You pull me close so that we cuddle, laying my head on your chest listening to your heartbeat and my right hand in your left, fingers interlaced on your stomach. Finally, I get my strength back and I start to kiss your chest and unlock my fingers from yours. I run my fingertips down your belly to your thigh. Still using my fingertips I feel from the base of you to the tip. Watching before my eyes getting thicker and larger. I keep using only my tips to tease you as you did me. I then work my way down your body with my lips