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Goddesses Goodies
Posted:Aug 4, 2019 3:51 am
Last Updated:Sep 15, 2019 10:40 am
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I have seen this on several other blogs and decided it might be worth a try. This space for you to leave a secret a private message, something you don't want anyone else to see but me....hence Goddesses Goodies *wink*

Can't wait to hear from you...
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The Hag
Posted:Sep 8, 2019 12:15 pm
Last Updated:Sep 15, 2019 5:26 pm
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I did not write this. But I am very slowly learnig embrase the Hag I have found with in...and learning more and more this is who my true being is...

If you want be a bad ass sexually empowered woman, embrace your inner hag.
Thats right.
The crone. The ancient old woman. The witch. The hag.
The crone archetype is an aspect of the feminine not exactly associated with sexuality.
Women groom themselves be girls. The younger the better.
Paint those lips red and blush those cheeks like you are wet and ripe for impregnation.
Make them believe you are in perpetual ovulation.
Make them hard. Make them desire you
Get that face lift. Suck in that belly. Bat those lashes.
Guess what.
The crone doesn't give a fuck.
And that is her power.
She embraces her spider lines and swinging, sagginesss.
After all, this is what life does the body of a woman...eventually!
Does that make you uncomfortable? Would you rather not see?
Her secret threatens corrupt you.
She can make you wild.
She can reveal you your power.
Your volcanic senseless holy
Once she opens her mouth, the jig is up.
They tell you she is crazy.
Dangerous because she has broken out of that jail cell you call restrictions.
How would you have sex if you didn't give a fuck about how pretty you look?
Or how flat your stomach is?
The crone is not an object of desire.
She is free to claim her own desire.
In a world that praises women for being objects of desire.
Where the more lust you can seduce the more value you possess, the crone is laughing with that cackle that only women of power have.
She does not possess the enchanting beauty of the maiden or the fertile reproductive juices of the mother.
She no longer bleeds. She no longer bares .
Her sex no longer waxes and wanes with the moon, gaining and draining energy with each passing tide.
She is full.
The portal to her blood has been sealed.
She is drinking in the nectar. She is bathing in its luminous darkness.
Her sex is a diamond pressed and polished by years of experience and wisdom.
She has passed through all the phases of initiation as a woman.
That heavy web of social conditions all feminine creatures are baptized into.
She is unraveling herself from these webs.
She has liberated her sex from all their stories.
She is making it to the other side.
Freeing herself.
Without the ability to be a mother or a sex object, what is left of a woman and her sex?
I’ll tell you what.
Pure power that doesn't give a fuck.
Crazy wisdom that knows how to make love to the moment.
Sex that ripples through every authentic cell of your body.
Sex that pulses with every tiny whisper of life knowing life.
If you want to find the seat of your sexual power.
Your real deep sovereign sexual nature.
Find the crone that lives in you.
Wild. Ugly. Innocent. Real.
The real initiation begins here.

Author: Maya Luna
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Halfway Betwrrn S.ONtario and New Jersy, prt. 3
Posted:Sep 4, 2019 8:05 pm
Last Updated:Sep 6, 2019 7:15 am
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I can't be certain, but I think the waitress that served us a late lunch, may have realized something was going on under the table, when she came to refill out drinks...

I had pulled on a little denim dress for our days adventure and by late afternoon our breakfast has wore off. We slipped into a quaint little pub for a late lunch. The young lady sat us at a booth, in which we sat side by each looking at the empty bench across.

We stole kisses as we looked at the menu. We ordered extras that could be packed away to take back to the hotel with us. We ordered drinks and snuggled together in the booth.

I excused myself to the ladies room, and while I was in there I slipped my g-string panties off and wadded them up in my fist. When I went back to the table instead of you moving to let me back in, you slide further into the booth. I slid in beside you. Smiled and handed you my panties. You smiled knowingly as I slid my hand across the front of your jeans.

"You are so sexy..." You said pocketing my g string, stretching to get them stuffed into the tight space . I traced my fingers over your thickening cock, and toyed with the zipper.

"You make me feel like the sexiest women in the place." I smiled as I slowly lowered your zipper. I had layed on the bed watching you dress after we showered together and knew you were commando in your jeans. I traced a finger over the length of your cock as felt it pulse.

"Not in this place...any place." You said, sitting forward, unbuttoning you jeans and bracing your elbows on the table.

"What a lovely way to spend the day..." I commented as I ran the pad of my thumb over the swelling head. " It's a very cute little town." I freed your cock from its denim confines and gently wrapped my fingers around it. Feeling it twitch and jerk. I smiled and slowly started to stroke.

You nodded in agreement. "Yes it is. Very nice little place..."

I gently pinched the throbbing tip between my thumb and forefinger. Rolling it back and forth between my gentle grip. You shifted slightly as I manipulated the head. As I rolled it, I could could feel beads of pre-cum making the head and my fingers slick. As it oozed precum I slid my fingers tight down over your cock. And resumes stroking you.

You leaned close to me as I stroked. Placed you lips against my ear and growled. "Later, I'm going to fuck you until you beg me to stop..."

I smiled sweetly at you. "Mmm, we are in for a long night then..." I tighten my fingers a little more around your very hard throbbing cock.

Your teeth grazed over the skin at the base of my neck where it meet my shoulder. "You are a wicked tease..."

"Maybe so....but I didn't hear you tell me to stop..." I moved my hand from the head to the base of your shaft slowly. Sipping at my glass of water.

I felt the growl against the same spot your teeth had grazed, as I stroked ever so slightly quicker. You, throbbing in my hand, slick and hot and hard. Just then the waitress appeared with a jug of water and a pot of coffee.

"Need refills...on anything?" She eyed us suspiciously huddled togerther in the booth.

"I don't think so..."I smiled up at her. You smiled also at her also, but said nothing.

She looked over the booth, mostly untouched coffee and my water still mostly full. Then turned on her heel and went to the next table. I looked at you and started to giggle. I loosened my fingers and was going to behave myself, but your moved quickly and wrapped your fingers over mine. You pressed my fingers aginst your cock again and we started to stroke slowly, together.

You shifted and I looked up at you, from the point under the table that I knew our hands were. Your eyes were dark and I could see exactly what you were thinking...I shivered, but never looked away. We sat like that for what seemed a very long time.

" Excuse me..." The waitress was passing by the table, you never looked away from me when you called out to her. "Would you mind making our order to go please." You finally shifted her a pleasant smile.

"Is anything wrong...?" She sounded puzzeled by your request.

"Not at all. We are from out of town, could you also call us a cab?" You turned the charm up in the smile you gave her. You eyes crinckling at the corners.

The young waitress smiled back, almost blushing. "By all means. I'll make sure your meals are ready to go before I call the cab. Don't want them waiting on you, they charge a small fortune..." she said as she wandered off.

"Wicked thing!" I winked but was delighted that you wanted to head out so quickly.

"ME!?" you tried for shocked and surprised, but your eyes gave away your delight. "I was not the one that removed my panties..."

"Cause you aren't wearing any..." I teased.

"...that's besides the point. And I don't wear panties!" You laughed.

"Maybe not, but your pocket is full!"

You chuckled and kissed me gently on the mouth. "You'll need to excuse me Sexy. I need to go...re arragne myself." you slide our hands off your hard cock. I watched as you did the zipper up and pulled your shirt down over your hard on.

I slipped out of the booth so you could go to the men's room. As I waited for you, the waitress stopped at the table. 'You're food will be ready in just a couple minutes, and I've called a cab as asked." she still looke d abit perplexed about us leaving without having eatten. "I hope nothing was unsatisfactory..."

"Not at all..." I looked at her name tag "Thank you Breanna. We just don't get away often, and it's been a full day. Would you mind bringing the bill please."

"Well I hope you both enjoy your evening." She slid the bill onto the table, from her apron pocket.

"I'm sure we will.Thank you so much." I looked at the bill and fished the money from my wallet. Just as you came back to the table, Breanna brought our parcel of food. You eyed me suspectly when i said the billed was cleared up. But you took money from your wallet and pressed it into the waitresses hand. "Thank you.." You smiled at her again.
You placed your hand on the nape of my neck, warm and intimate and caressed your thumb just under my ear, as you excorted me to the cab.

I slid into the car and you followed. You gave the driver the address as you slid your hand across my thigh and under the hem of my dress. Fingers working to settle against my wet mound. You slowly worked the tips of two fingers between my lips. We sat very quietly as your worked your fingers deeper into the folds of my lips until your fingers touched my clit. I shivered and let out a gasp. As we neared the hotel, you instrucated the driver to drop us around the back, close to out our room. Once stopped, you handed the man, the fare and a substantial tip. You held the door for me, and took my hand as I slithered out of the back seat. I purposely gave you a flash of pussy as I got out.

You held my hand tightly as we crossed to the door of our room, but rather than opening the door, you pressed me hard against it. Pushed your hand under my skirt and grabbed me , by pussy pressing two fingers deep into me. "You are so wicked jerking me off in the restaurant like you did...but i loved it!" you fingered me deep as you nibbled on my neck.

I was moaning softly and slowly grinding against your fingers when we heard from somewhere farther a field . "...that's why you have a room..." I let out a nervous giggle and you pulled your fingers from inside me.

"God you are a fucking sexy...wet, warm and so tasty..." you sucked my juices from your fingers. You retreved the key from your pocket, along with my panties and unlocked the door.

We went into the mostly darkened room. You moved about turning on a small desk lamp and the bathroom light. I put the take out food in the small fridge and busied myself lighting the candles you had place around the night before. I turned off the desk lamp and was moving toward the bed when you captured me around the waist.

"I need to feel you around my cock." You pushed my dress up and dropped your jeans. You cock sprang free, hard and twitching. You bent me over the bed and I felt the head of your hot cock, pressed against my wet pussy. You placed one hand on the centre of my back and thrust hard and deep into me. You goarned loudly as you started to fuck me hard and fast. "...ohhhh fuck yes Tess! You feel amazing..."

I moaned as I pulled the dress over my head and tossed it on the floor. I reached between my legs, fingers moving to my clit. I moved my fingers in tight hard circles against the hard throbbing nub as you fucked me hard and deep. It did not take long until I was howling as the first orgasm took over my body. Shaking, crying out, bucking hard against you.

"Yes baby cum for me...."You thrust hard and deep into me. "...just...like...that..." you encouraged.

It was hard and quick and very powerful. Like every orgasm with you. So very intense and so very wet. I pulled myself off your cock, crawled up on the bed and spun around. You watched as I moved and sucked your dripping cock into me mouth. I looked up, watching you, as I sucked my juices and your precum off your throbbing cock.

You watched intenetly, hips thrusting your cock into my mouth. Your hands moved to my head. Fingers tangling in my hair, you started to fuck my mouth with earnest. I sucked and swollowed all of you that I could. Opening myself up to your cock and feeling it slide deep, as you groaned loudly. "...ohhhhh fuck baby....you are....so very good at giving me head...."

Your encouraging words had me sucking like a fiend. I cupped your balls in my hand, gently squeezing them. Slowly milking your cock. Sucking and squeezing you. Watching as you took your pleasure from my mouth. I moaned softly around your throbbing shaft as you fed it to me. Hoping to encourage you, to give me what I wanted.

I added more pressure on your balls, squeezing ever so slightly tighter. My mouth banging against the base of your cock as you thrust harder. Lips pursed tightly around you. Saliva dibbling from one corner of my mouth I sucked hard and fast until I felt your cock harden even more, if possible. Then I heard your long low growl.

"Ohhhhhhh fuck yes...." I fed on your cock like it was my last meal and it payed off just as I knew it would. "Im gonna cummmmmmmmm" You howled.

I swallowed and sucked every drop of cum from your balls. Making sure to swollow every bit of it. Once I was sure you were completely drained, I patted the bed and invited you to come join me...

...we spent the remainder of our night nibbling on the food we had bought back to the room and feeding our sexual appetites until we were exhausted.
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Slow Dancing
Posted:Aug 30, 2019 10:45 am
Last Updated:Sep 5, 2019 6:43 pm
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So I saw this meme elsewhere and it speaks to me. I love to slow dance. My Dad taught me to slow dance as a veyr little girl, standing on the toes of his cowboy boots. Didn't matter were we were...the kitchen, living room or even in the aisle of a store if the song stuck him.

I have always loved the idea of being interupted from the task at hand, for a slow lazy turn across the kitchen floor. Are there people that still do this? Or is one of those lost shows of affection, that have gone because our lives are so busy?

Currently I'm single so the only kitchen dancing in my kitchen, is when I have the music turned up and i'm giggling infrom of the sink, or stove. I would love nothing more than to have a man who wouldn't be affraid to grab me and twirl me around a time or two.

LOL I have a very active imagination and for some reason when i think of slow dancing through the kitchen, it's always to George Straits, All my Exes Live in Texas. LOL one of my favourite songs to dance to no matter where I am...

Anyone out there that enjoys a slow dance, regardless of where you are...?
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Liar ...Coward...or just an Asshole...?
Posted:Aug 23, 2019 7:23 am
Last Updated:Aug 30, 2019 9:59 am
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I wanted to write a scaithing diatribe about the way people behave towards one another, but I know I can't do that because I have not always behaved towards some, as I should. But having said that, I try my damnedest to be honest with anyone I talk to, on any subject. So this is more about why people say things they don't mean.

What is it that makes someone say one thing and then turn around and do the total opposite? You might say they are lying or cowards or just plain full of shit. But I believe there has to be something fundimenatly wrong with a person, that would do that.
I had been talking to someone from here, who said if there was anything they could see that wouldn't work out, they would let me know. I'm good with that. But then all of a sudden all forms of communication stopped. My few messages ignored, but this person still checks in every day, and looks at my profile.

What's the point to blowing me off but still looking at my profile daily? I've thought about contacting said person and telling them to shit or get off the pot. Tell me, I wasn't what they were looking for and stop perving me.

I know you can block a person from sending you messages. Does that also block them from viewing your profile?

Anyone know the answer to that or have any other insights to my babblings? I'm always happy to have feed back.
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Somewhere between N.Jersery and SW Ontario Part 2
Posted:Aug 20, 2019 3:36 pm
Last Updated:Aug 26, 2019 4:56 pm
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We spent the rest of our first night, tangled together. Kissing, caressing, teasing and doing all the things we had ever talked about . At one point you pulled your jeans on and went to my car for my bag. And then we ordered food so we neither had to dress or leave the room.

Somewhere around five am, I felt you roll against me. You cock raging hard, pressed against my ass. I wiggled my ass tight against you, feeling you throb. I was just about to roll over, when your arm came heavily across my waist and you grabbed a boob, squeezing it. I felt the nipple pucker against the palm of your hand, hard and sensative. Then your warm breathe agianst the back of my neck as your lips moved toward my ear.

"Good morning you beautiful vixen..." you murmered as you trapped my ear lobe between your teeth.

I reached around behind your neck, and cupped your head. "Good morning you sexy man. Did you sleep well?" I asked as i stretched the length of my body against yours.

"Better with you in the bed..." You pushed the sheet off and moved enough to let me roll onto my back. Laying on your side, you pushed up on one elbow, so you were looking down at me. You traced a finger over my hard nipples. One then the other. "Did you sleep well?"

"Mmhmmm..." I watched your fingers dance across my skin, watching goose bumps appear from your wonderful fingers. I shivered and felt the familiar dampness from your slightest touch, growning between my legs. I reached across my body and let my fingers do a wander of their own. from your chin, down the centre of your torso, dipping into your belly button and slowly moving lower.

I curled my long fingers over the girth of your hard hot cock and held it. Letting the pad of my thumb ever so gently brush over the wet head. I rubbed the head with my thumb smearing precum over it, I watch your eyes grow dark with lust. It sent a shiver through me again and I tightened my grip on you ever so slightly.

"If we didn't leave this room for the rest of the weekend, i wouldn't care.."I shifted so i could kiss you, letting my fingers slide against your rigid cock.

"Me either..." you answered against my lips before sucking my full bottom lip between yours.

I slid my free hand between you and mattress, runnng my fingers from the nape of your neck, down to the cleft of your ass crack. I was still working up and down the length of your cock when you pushed my hand away. Quickly you moved over top of me, using a knee you push my legs open, so you fit yourself against me. With one quick thrust, you slid deep into me.

I wrapped my arms and legs around you tightly as we started to move together. I felt so good. Your cock raging hard and throbbing deep inside me. My pussy so incredibly wet, warm and quivering around you. My muscles worked against your cock, rippling and squeezing as you thrust harder and faster into me. I was starting to moan , panting as I could feel the tell tale signs of an orgasm growing very near.

You must have felt it too. You quickly pulled out of me moving off me. "On your hands and knees." You waited for me to start to roll over, and hooked one strong arm under me against my pelvis, pulling my ass high in the air. Your teeth grazed across one cheek making me gasp, and just as quickly you slid between my legs.

You slammed your cock deep into me, holding in there. Your hands splayed across my cheeks as you started to rock in and out of me. I pushed myself upon my elbows and pressed back against you everytime you thurst in. And very quickly I could feel the orgam mounting again.

"Yes baby, fuck me back..." your hands slid to my hips so you could pull on them as I thrust back against you. My body started to shake and I started to howl. You kept slamming into my, balls swinging as I came on your cock for the first time that morning.

As my orgasm subsided, you pulled me up against you. Wrapping your arms tight around me, cupping my swinging tits. We moved hard and fast against each other, I reached around behind you, my finger nails biting into your ass cheeks as we rocked together.

"Sometimes..." you pulled on my nipples "you need a good...raunchy hard....fuck from behind." You growled

You held me still with your strong arms, as you thrust hard and deep over and over into my. The volume of our fucking, I was sure could be heard by the neighbours on either side of us and I didn't care. My nails biting deep into your tight ass as we fucked and I started to cum again.

You slide one hand down, pushing your fingers against my clit, pushing the ogasm into over drive. Just as I thought it was lessening, the wave crashed in on us again. I could feel pussy juice running down the insides of my thighs. As I started to cum, you drove hard and deep into me. Slamming yourself into me and you started to groan loudly, you fingers tightened their hold on me.

"My....turn...." you growled in my ear. You thrust deep into me as you started to cum. "Ughhhh...urrrrrrmmmmmmmmm..." You sagged against me as the last of my orgasm receeded.

We kind of toppled over onto the bed, on our sides, We layed there gasping and panting. Until one of our stomaches growled for want of food. I giggled..."Hungry?"

"Starved..." you kissed the back of my shoulder. "...let's shower and find food.

We spent the day out wandering. In and out of little shops, a coffee house, the local park. And each place we went, we stole kisses and smoldering glances or a quick grope. We couldn't seem to keep our hands off each other all day. And I can't be certain, but I think the waitress that served us a late lunch, may have realized something was going on under the table, when she came to refill out drinks...
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...as long as you're not smelly...
Posted:Aug 16, 2019 11:34 pm
Last Updated:Aug 23, 2019 7:31 am
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Someone posted this to me on another social medial site. I laughed and thought it was cute. "You don't have to be "clean" as long as you're not smelly!" ... was another friends comment. About accurate!
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A treat...
Posted:Aug 3, 2019 10:08 am
Last Updated:Aug 23, 2019 7:32 am
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So im usually pretty careful about indulging in sweet goodies...i have a sweet tooth and try to control it. But every once in awhile when I go to the local farmers market I like to treat myself. A giant chocolate eclair to go with coffee. It's decadent, chocolatey and full of real whipped cream. And it maakes a hell of a mess when you eat it! But soooo so tasty.

What do y'all like to to treat yourselves to, when you indulge?
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Jake the trucker, part 3
Posted:Jun 17, 2019 7:40 pm
Last Updated:Aug 23, 2019 10:39 am
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He pulled a condom of knows where, slide it on and took his cock in hand. He didn’t ask again. He simply and very slowly pushed his length into me. I felt my eyes pop open at the feeling of him moving inside me. So hard and and incredible feeling. When he bottomed , he stay very still inside me. He filled me completely and it felt so totally amazing. Like nothing I had felt before. I tightened and released my vaginal walls around him and it sent shocks through my entire system. He groaned, I moaned softly and with warning he almost fully withdrew from inside me and I almost cried in disappointment. But then he slowly started move back into me. Pushing gently at first. He started to move faster, and it made wet slippery noises. I couldn’t believe how incredibly aroused I was.
Jake grabbed my other ankle, pulled it up and crossed my ankles over the other. Then he pressed his torso against my legs creating an ever tighter fight. He rocked his hips, watching me for signs of…pain or a change of mind, maybe. I clutched at the blankets as he thrust harder an deeper into me. My large tits jiggled and bounced with each of his thrusts.

“Holy shit Tess, I haven’t felt a pussy this tight in I don’t remember.” He thrust deep into me and held very still again, bottoming . “You feel fucking amazing, babe.”
I looked up at him, made direct eye and moaned softly, not sure what say his statement. All I wanted was feel him slam his cock deep and hard into me. “Yes Jake you feel wonderful inside me…”I finally managed to stammer. I wanted to tell him to fuck me hard, deep and fast. But I was nowhere near confidant enough to tell him. But it was like he read my mind.
“Tell me what you want Tess. Tell me and I will do it.” He didn’t move, he remained buried balls deep inside me and stared at me I coudnt take it anymore,
“Take me like a dog.” I swallowed “hard… de-ep and f-fast…”I stammered, feeling the blush rise in my cheeks.
“Ohhh you are a dirty little thing…” he pulled , leaving me completely barren . “on your hands and knees then.”
I moved as quickly as I could given the limited amount of space there was. On you hands and knees, ass in the air. Boobs pressed against the mattress, and I could feel the juices dripping down the inside of my thighs.
“What an impressive ass that is,” he commented as he grabbed my hips. “ready?” he asked but didn’t wait for an answer. I felt the head pressed my wet dripping snatch and then he slammed himself hard and deep into me. I groaned loudly He kept moving, in an . I was dizzy from the sensations flooding me. It was what I wanted but it felt as though he was trying jackhammer through concrete. His groin slapping against my ass. His balls smacking against my clit. I felt deep inside me, something like wings of a brand new butterfly unfurl. I heard something like a howl and realized it was me. I pushed back against him as he thrust harder and deeper.
“You are going cum first Babe. “He grabbed me by the shoulders, pulled me up, my back pressed against his chest. He slid a hand over my hip, belly and my pussy. He grabbed my clit between his thumb and forefinger, and started roll it back and forth, then pull on it gently begin it. I gasped loudly….”yessss” He pulled harder as he thrust. It felt like someone threw a damp, heavy blanket on me while I was swimming for my life the edge of the pool. I had never felt anything so cloying, intense, amazing and uplifting in my life.
I started buck and rock, gasping for air as I clutched at Jake’s, ass with my hands, pulling him deeper into me. My eyes slammed shut, I let a deep guttural noise and then started cum hard all over his amazing cock. If felt like I'd never stop shaking, moaning or throbbing against his iron hard cock. “That’s it Tess, “He coached, “ that’s it, cum all over my cock, wash my balls in your sweet pussy nectar.” I did cum, washing his balls in my juices, it ran down my thighs. I never wanted this euphoric feeling to end. But then he wrapped his other arm around me, hand playing with my hard clit, the other, a firm grip on tit. He hammered into me and growling. “Yes baby, keep cumming for me. I want you cumming when I cum.”

He pushed my back to my hands and knees, grabbed my hips, his fingers biting into my flesh. I thrust as hard as I could against him, matching his thrusts. I clutched the blankets. Howled into the mattress as it felt like my body would implode. “FUCKKKK…”He howled “I’m cumming Tess….”I felt his cock pressed deep inside me as it pulsed hard against my quivering inner walls. The whole thing was so intense he collapsed on top of me, sweating and panting. He kissed the side of my neck. “Ohh Tess, that was worth waiting for, and better than I could have imagined.”
In that moment I felt like the most talented woman in the world. Exhilarated, totally satisfied and ready for a nap. That was just the beginning of a very long wonderful arrangement of friends with benefits.
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Jake the Trucker, part 2
Posted:Jun 2, 2019 6:07 pm
Last Updated:Aug 23, 2019 10:37 am
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I gasped audibly as I stared at his very large, thick cock. As hard as iron and pointing straight at me. I had never seen a penis that big, But I was very excited to experience it. Before Jake could move , I slid off the bed to my knees and took him in my hand, wrapping my fingers tight around him. He gasped when I took him in my hand, and shuttered as I wrapped my soft lips around the very large, purple swollen head.
“Ohhh yeah babe,” he groaned “be my sweet little cock sucker…” he tangle his hands in my hair and guided me as I did my best to take as much of him down my throat as I could. The more I sucked, the harder he seemed to get. He thrust himself in and out of my mouth, praising my talented mouth between low growls. I sucked slurped and feasted on his amazing cock. My pussy was now very wet from blowing him and I started to squirm a bit myself wanting to feel him touching me.
Abruptly he pulled his cock from between my lips. “if you keep doing that, I’m gonna blow my load…and I’m not ready for that…yet” He pulled me to my feet, kissed me deeply and started to haul my dress up and I let him. He stopped just short of pulling it all the way off, bent his head and kissed each of my large breasts, through their lacey covering, making me moan softly. My hard nipples pressed against the soft lace and became even harder when he kissed them in turn. He finished pulling my dress off and discarded it on the floor.
He laid me back on the bunk, half kneeling and half standing over me. His lips lifted in one corner, a sexier smile I had never seen. His eyes seemed to move over the length of my body, surveying every inch of me. I tried not to squirm under his inspection. I’d never had a man that looked at me like that…or since to be honest. Like he could devour me and I was willing to let him. It was like he knew how badly I wanted to feel his hands on me, but wouldn’t touch me.
“Roll over on your belly Tess.” It sounded more like a command, and I obliged.
I could feel him shifting at the foot of the mattress, as I inched my way onto my belly, without falling out of the bunk or knocking him off. I got comfortable rested my forehead on my arms. My skin grew warm and tingly as I could feel his eyes moving from head to toe, even though I couldn’t see it. Then he started to move. Over me. I could feel the heat radiating from his body. The closeness of his amazing body to mine. I wanted to beg him to just fucking touch me, already. But I bit my tongue. I was to timid to tell him what I wanted.
He leaned forward more, until his body covered mine completely. His body hovered so close to mine, yet far enough away to not touch me. At that moment every neuron in my system snapped with electricity. The crotch of my lace boy shorts felt as though it was soaked through. My clit throbbed and my nipples where so hard it was almost unbearable.
“My mental image of you, didn’t do you justice.” At that moment I felt his hard cock seem to flick against my ass, leaving a warm wet spot. “Ohhh this is going to be so fucking good…”
He pressed himself against me and trapped my ear lobe between his teeth. “you are one tasty looking treat.” He sank his teeth into my shoulder. I gasped loudly, then a soft moan fought it’s way out . The pain and pleasure was such a fine but incredibly intense line. I almost wanted to beg him to stop, but it felt so fucking good. He pressed his throbbing cock against my lace covered ass. He nipped and nibbled his way back up to my ear. “Let’s find out if you are…”
H slide his tongue from my ear lobe to the v where my ass and legs meet. I felt his hot breath on my ass and I squirmed. He groaned and pushed his knee between my calves to spread my legs open and he slide further down the bunk so he could get his face almost against the crotch of my panties. I could feel his hot breath against my burning flesh. Then he closed the space between us. Kissing me through the very wet panties. The noise I made was somewhere between a surprised squeak and a don’t stop growl.
He answered that with a very deep hungry groan, as he pushed the wet fabric aside and pressed his tongue between me hot wet lips. Just deep enough to tease me with out touching my clit. He worked his squirming tongue from my clit clear up to the top of my ass crack. I couldn’t get enough of feeling his tongue and mouth on me.
“Ohhhh yes…”I moaned softly, shy. “just like that.” And then I felt his tongue press firm against my ass crack and started to move back down. This time pressing his tongue deep. I felt it flicker over my ass and I shivered and a moan escaped, to my surprise. He worked that tongue, wiggling and flickering between my swollen lips, to my throbbing clit. He pressed the tip of his tongue square against my clit, then sucked it between his lips.
I bucked against his face. Fingers clutching the blankets and my bottom lip trapped between my teeth. I felt him growl, more than heard it. The vibrations went through my entire body, since my clit was still trapped between his sucking lips. I arched my back, bucked my hips and feel the explosion start in my toes. The orgasm was powerful and wet and felt so fucking good. I had never felt anything so completely pleasurable in my life.

When I stopped squirming, Jake physically grabbed me by the hips and flipped me on the bunk. No easy feet let me tell you. Then in another smooth movement, pulled my panties off, tossed them on the floor and grabbed my left ankle. He hoisted my leg up on his chest and moved so his throbbing cock was almost pressed against my pussy, but not quite.
“Your sure about this…?” He ask cock in hand
I gasped loudly in surprise when I felt the hot head of his cock press against my very wet lips. “God yes Jake….”I whispered.
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Jake the trucker, part 1
Posted:Jun 2, 2019 5:49 pm
Last Updated:Aug 23, 2019 10:36 am
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I was only twenty-three when I first met Jake. I had led a pretty sheltered life to that point, only had two serious boyfriends. So I was still very green and naïve. I was curious, hungry to learn and eager to please. Jake was 13 years older, drove long haul truck and was well established in his life.
When he and I started chatting, it was mostly about life in general with a good dose of flirting. We talked about his work, his young , where he was off to next with whatever load he was hauling. About my work, what bar I’d be at on the weekends, and so on. The longer we chatted the heavier the flirting became until one night Jake asked for my phone number so he could talk to me when he was out on the road.
It became a habit talking to each other. It was a couple times a week to begin with. Then it was every other night until we were finally talking on a daily basis. And by then we had moved from flirting to out right phone sex. We often talked bout meeting, but for one reason or another it didn’t happen for some time. The one night when Jake called, he announce he was twenty-five minutes away, hungry horny and tired, in that order. After some cajoling and the promise of breakfast, I told him I would meeting him in the morning.
I hardly slept that night I was over the moon to finally be meeting Jake, I was also very nervous. I dressed carefully, a long shift dress with slits up just about the knee, did make up and fussed with my hair. And when I banged on the door of his truck, as promised, I had coffee and danishes. When Jake pushed the door open I was a bit startled by his appearance.

His hair was dark a little on the longish side and fairly wavy. Not to mention he looked like he just woke up. He was bare chested with just track pants on, and his feet were bare. He took the breakfast from me, then took my hand and helped me up into the passenger seat of his truck. Before he let me sit down, he wrapped his long muscular arms around me and hugged me tightly, then gave me a sweet kiss on the lips by way of welcome, just as he had said he would.
His arms were strong and he held me tight, pressing me against his hard hairy chest. His bright icy blue eyes sparkled with mischief, a deep dimple appeared in his cheek when he smile down at me. And his very full moustache tickled me as he kissed me. After a very long hug and sat me in the drivers seat and handed out breakfast. We sat and chatted over breakfast laughing and giving each other very thorough once overs when we thought the other wasn’t looking.
We had barely finished coffee when he pulled me out of my seat and into his lap. I landed hard in his lap and I was greeted with his very prominent hard cock trapped between him and my ass, he kissed my neck making me melt.
“I’ve been waiting to do this for ages” he growled, tangled one large hand in my red curls and the other pulled me even tighter against him. He nibbled and chewed on my neck, ear, collar bone and exposed shoulder. I could feel the dampness gathering in my panties and I wiggled against him, feeling his cock throb against me ass. The more I wiggled the more he lavished me with kisses and nibbles. Growling the entire time. Then without warning he stopped, held me back at arms length and looked very seriously at me.
“Babe if you have any second thoughts, now is the time to tell me. I will stop if you ask me to…I will have a raging hard on for the rest of the and probably blue balls to boot. But I’ll stop if you ask to…”
I turned as much as I could to him square on, took his in my hands and kissed him with as much confidence I could muster, to answer him. And in one swift movement he moved us both to the bunk and dropped his track pants.
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Confessions of a Chat Addict
Posted:Jun 2, 2019 5:43 pm
Last Updated:Aug 23, 2019 7:29 am
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I was in my early twenties when I first discovered the world of chatting. A friend of mine used a chat phone line and introduced me to it. I had no idea what I was doing or what to expect. I found I was pleasantly surprised by the people, both male and female. There was a lot of talk about life in general, some flirting, some sex talk, but it was always fun. You never felt like you where being harassed by anyone just looking to get off. And very rarely did anyone get rude , vulgar or offensive. I don’t recall how long I chatted on that particular line, but I still have a couple of friends that I am in contact with from those days. And I’ll share some of those with you if you choose to read my stories.
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