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A shout out to my daughter #Chokemepaulson

I want to give a shout out to my daughter chokemepaulson. I first off want to say thank you for being the beautiful, bright,and kind hearted person you are. I am very proud of the woman you have become and you amaze me everyday.

I have learned a lot from you and you have helped me grow as a person in this world we all live in. When I am confused with today's terminology ,you don’t make fun of me or make me feel bad about not knowing these things, you simply tell me and in a way so that I can grasp the meaning of things. You know I grew up in an era that it was taboo to ask such things that today is in the main stream media. We was taught to feel embarrassed to even wanting to know or questioning about such things and made to feel bad. I have always been more open minded about the world with a motto of “ different strokes for different folks. every person are unique in there own way.”  It is not my place to judge anyone only judge myself. 

Any whooo I just had to share and let you know that I love you bunches and there are not enough world to describe how truly amazing you are to me.

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Pride

 Coming out into the open is a nerve racking thing,

It is so unfair to be judged less then a human being,

The heart has no eyes to see, no ears to hear,

It only has love it wishes to give to the one so dear,

Being different ,not following the crowd,

This should be beautiful and you should be proud,

 No matter your sex,age,weight,or the color of your skin,

Take a moment and be someone’s friend,

Support each other in who each other are, 

Doesn’t matter  if they are close or far,

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Micheal Langdon x Reader (NSFW)

The wind whipping outside and the rain pounding against the window pane, it was a good time to stay inside. I was laying in front of the fireplace, listening to the pop and crackle of the fire as the wind whistles outside. The fur rug on my bare skin felt so good. Candles burning around the room filled the air with a light floral aroma. I had left the curtains open not really caring if someone saw me in the nude or not. I  figured anyone that would brave this weather deserved to see something.

Just the thought of someone watching me had me getting hot and bothered. I started caressing my breast with one hand as I laid all the way back on the rug, stroking my leg lightly with my fingers with my other hand. My hand runs from my leg to my stomach, then lower as it edges its way down to the place that hungers most for my fingers. Finding my secret garden my fingers seek and find the bud which wants to grow and bloom as i folded back the petals and urge my bud to grow by massaging it slowly.

Sliding my fingers over and around, from side to side as it grew and goes slick with juices of joy, my whole body rocks in rhythm. Eyes closed my tongue running over my lips, my other hand kneading my breasts as I come closer to the point of no return. Faster and faster then plunging my fingers inside my waiting hole as my other hand is still working on that sensitive bud till I let loose and gave over to my release. I laid there with no strength, eyes closed, listening to the sounds of mother nature raising hell outside and my heartbeat slowing back to a normal rate.

I must have dozed off for a while because when i awoke the candles had burned out,the fire in the fireplace had burned low,throwing the room into darkness. The storm was also almost over the rain had almost stopped from the sounds of it.

There was someone in the house. I wasn't scared even though I couldn't see or hear anyone. I could just sense someone in the house with me. I noticed for the first time that it was darker in the living room because the curtains were now closed. That is when I felt a hand running up my leg. I laid perfectly still not knowing who it was or what this person was going to do. I was keenly aware that I was still naked I had to will my body to relax and act as if I was still asleep.

The hand was big and slightly calloused. I could just make out a darker shadow of what appeared to be a man hovering over me just at my feet. He ran his other hand on the inside of my other leg, running it up to my knee gently parting my legs a little at a time. I felt his hair brush my legs a split second before I felt his warm breath and hot tongue kissing my thighs. I felt his body shift as he moved closer up trailing wet kisses along the way. His hands roamed further up to cup my breast as his thumbs rubbed over my nipples. A tongue flicked out and moved from my inner thigh to my mound. I could no longer lay there motionless as the feelings were starting to tingle throughout my body. I parted my legs to give him better access.

Like a starving man with a feast before him he dove in without letting up, his hands running over my body like he couldn't get enough. I came then wave after wave..I could almost picture him smile as he raised above me once more but this time to plunge deep within me, my body thrusting up on its own accord, rocking together as the sweat poured from our intertwined bodies, hot, hungry kisses trailing down my neck and scattered over my shoulder nipping at it.  The tension building in me till my dam broke free washing him with cum, with a strangled cry he found his own release as well. Cradled to his side I drifted off to sleep yet again.

I awoke to find myself alone with a light blanket draped over me. Was I dreaming it all? Surely not for I could still feel the slight soreness from being fully satisfied. I raised from the floor with the blanket wrapped around me  and walked towards the curtains, opening  to let the light in.

There on the table laid a sheet of paper and a rose. Written on the paper was a note saying,     

“To the woman I have known for most of my life. You are truly a treasure to hold dear. Love Always."

I knew then, that I realized how I knew someone was in the house.. a familiar scent of cologne,the shadowy build of the man...The note put everything into place for me. The stranger wasn't a stranger at all. The stranger turned out to be my neighbor who I've had a crush for a very long time.

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‘I Just Want To Lay You On A Bed Of Roses.’

Pairing - Cordelia Goode x Reader 

Words - 1,259

You find Cordelia in her greenhouse tending to her plants and flowers. “Who’s  there?”the blonde  tilts her head towards you as you step closer to her.

“Fear not Cordelia, I haven’t come to hurt you or do you harm. I’ve come to give you something you crave, something you want.”

Cordelia’s heart beats rapidly against her chest as the fear of being alone in this big house with a stranger that still hasn’t told her who they are settles in her fragile mind. “Who are you?” she asked once again. A cold chill running up her back as you gently run your fingertips over her slender arm.

“I am someone sent from a special friend to give you what your heart desires, but for it to work you must not question anything more and trust me to take care of you.”

She wasn’t sure if she should trust you, but her very being cried out to the very thought of having that which was denied her so many times, so she takes the chance. “O-Okay’ she whispers and swallows almost breathlessly.

“Come with me my dear, just over to this side of the room.” You say as you gently guide her over to the corner of the room that holds a velvet lounging sofa. “This is the part where you are going to have to trust me the most. Are you sure you can handle that?” You question her as the sound of a paper bag crinkling in your hand fills the air. At the sound Cordelia starts to panic.

“No,no, none of that. Remember you have to trust me, If at anytime I hurt you all you have to say is red and i will stop immediately,  Do you understand and agree?”

“You promise that if I say red you will stop?”, she asked once again tilting her head to the side in an adorable way.

“Yes, but remember to use the word only if you are in pain.” your voice is calm and it eases some of her fears.

“Okay I agree” she whispered and her pulse speeds up enough that you’re able to see the throb just below her neck.

“Excellent, we shall begin. I plan on letting your senses to lead you, but some will be blocked. But I promise it’s to heighten the experience. I am right here with you and I won’t let anything harm you in any way.”

Pulling out the headphones from the paper bag you gently place them over her ears and turn them on. Soft music softly fills her ears shutting out all other sounds from the outside world. You now know that her sight and hearing is withheld, her other senses will heighten even more. Once again you pull from the bag rose petals and place them around her, filling the air with their soft floral scent. This now only leaves the taste and touch sense now on hyper drive.

You allow your fingers to slowly and carefully unbutton her silk top, trailing your fingers over her pale skin as the soft material glides down. Your warm breath caresses her neck and ghostly touches of your lips slips across the tops of her breast just above the lace trim of her bra.

She licks her lips nervously and then a soft moan slips from her as your fingers trace a light path under her skirt, up her legs to the tops of her thighs, circling growing closer yet not yet reaching the place that yearns for

your caress.

You lean her back so she is laying on the sofa, legs slightly spread open as you kneel between them. Your fingers slide under the band of her cotton panties and pull them slowly down over her hips, letting her raise her bottom up to release them from under her.

The room fills with the smell of roses and the smell of her lustful wetness that wafts from under her skirt. You pull a soft feather out of the paper bag and you brush it against the skin of her leg. A sharp giggle sounds out at first as the unexpectedness of being touched so lightly there tickled her some.

A smile lights your face to see such an exquisite creature giving you her full trust and her body opening up slowly for the attention it hungers for.

Leaning in further your lips kiss the outer folds of her velvet flower all the while the feather gently roams her taut abdomen and breasts.

As a warm wet feeling touched the inner folds of her center a quiver runs through her body. Hank has never even given her a tenth of this feeling , always looking to please himself and never letting her reach the skies. This time for once in her life she will fly among the eagles that soar above the mountains high. The pressure and speed began to increase had her thighs shaking and even though she was blind, in her mind’s eye she could see the mountain tops as she raced to the ledge to plunge into the forever unattainable .

“Oh, oh...Oh my god!” she shouts as she is thrust off the plateau into the skies.

Shaken from ever having been given the ecstasy she had reached she slowly tries to catch her breath.

You reach into the bag and take out a glass vial that is glowing with swirls of color and place it at the opening of her womb. The smoking swirl disappears within her. A warmth spreads across her stomach and a inner glow fills her with contentment. She feels you sliding back up her panties and straightening her skirt, then guiding her arms into the silk shirt dressing her once more. You quickly clean up the area and remove her headphones so she can hear once more.

“Thank you” she softly sighs as she can hear again and feels you begin to rise.

“You are more than welcome my dear. I must leave now before the others return.” You help the blonde get dressed and you brush your thumb against her jaw bone before you pull away again.

“If you won’t tell me your name will you at least tell me who sent you?” she asked with her hands folded in her lap.

“I was told to give this to you if you asked who sent me and it would tell you everything you would need to know.” you say to her as you reach in the bag and take out a small wooden box and place it in her hands. With a gentle kiss upon her soft lips you smile “Beautiful.” you whisper and turn to walk out of the greenhouse,leaving Cordelia to open the box on her own.

Taking a deep breath the blonde opens the box and runs her fingers inside to slide over the cold metal object that was nestled in the red velvet. The smell that raised out of the box was a perfume that has been etched into her mind since she was a small child. Speaking of being a child the metal object felt just like the silver baby rattle that Myrtle had given to her as a babe. A secret smile blossomed across her face as she put the pieces together. She could just hear in her mind Myrtle saying, ‘it appears as though we’ve both been fucked now my dear.’ A tear slides down Cordelia’s cheek and she smiles. For sure she will be with child now.