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Sorry, we can't delete your comment right now. Please try again later. You've exceeded the maximum number of comments that can be left in one day. Please try again in 24 hours. Your account has had the ability to leave comments disabled because our systems indicate that you may be spamming other users. If you believe that your account has been disabled in error please contact Windows Live support. Complete the security check below to finish leaving your comment. The characters you type in the security check must match the characters in the picture or audio. Photos My Blog Photos (18) Updated 1/17/2009 Blog April 22She gets pleasure from pleasing me “God Damn, you’re so sexy!†she exclaimed. Lying on the couch, I look up at her, hoping she can’t see my blushing. All this time together and she still makes me blush like a fourteen-year-old schoolgirl. I remember the kiss we exchanged a few hours earlier in her work parking lot. Her lunch break over, I had to return to the house and not so patiently wait for her to get home. Kissing me goodbye, her lips lingering on mine, sent instant butterflies to my stomach. I felt them flying around and chasing each other, playing hide and seek. It simply took my breath away. My eyes still on her, I will her to me. Watching her glide across the room, I am filled with wonder at how beautiful a person can be…. how beautiful she is. She lowers herself onto me, running her fingers through my hair. With each stroke of her hand, I am carried away to a place where no one else exists but me and my girl. Softly kissing every inch of my face, I feel her body relax – a sign that she is just as engulfed in this moment as I am. Our eyes meet and without breaking my gaze she kisses my lips. I can see in her eyes that this is only the beginning. Kissing me again and again, our tender kisses turn into lustful, passionate ones. Our hands exploring each other’s curves and delicate skin as if, for the first time. During a short interruption I confidently look into her eyes and inform her I am going upstairs. Pulling her closer to me, I smile. “I’ll be waiting for you…naked. And, if it feels good to you, then you should join me. You know, if fucking your girl feels good.â€Â Turning around to go upstairs, I feel her watching me with each step I take. Within a matter of minutes, our naked bodies are wrapped up in each other. I feel her bare breasts against mine, our nipples hard, grazing one another. In the darkness, I see the outline of her shoulders and strategically place kisses on each one. She knows she has me where she wants me…. her shoulders are my weakness. Slowly, she enters me. With each gentle thrust, I take her all in. Her body still pressed against me, I take her face in my hands. Our lips meet and the energy in the room is explosive. “What do you want Baby? Tell me what you want.â€Â She gets pleasure from pleasing me. “Fuck me Baby. Fuck your pussy.†Up on her knees, my feet resting on her shoulders, she complies with my request. I feel her muscular thighs against my ass and my soft, wet folds open wider for her. I can feel her deep inside me…and I think she might actually hit my spine tonight. Our bodies moving as one, I can feel my clit harden. Placing her thumb in just the right spot, my girl caresses it. Fucking me harder and faster, I feel myself drifting to that place. “You wanna cum don’t you Baby? I make your pussy feel good don’t I? You want to cum Baby? You want me to let you cum?†Words escape me and I can only nod my head. Slowing slightly both in fucking and caresses, she shifts her hips and I know she is preparing herself. Her free hand glides up and down my leg and she begins to pick up speed again. I can feel every inch of her moving in and out of my throbbing pussy and once again I begin to drift. Grabbing her thighs and I pull her in deeper… her thumb moving vigorously as she continues to fuck me hard. I feel her grip on me tighten and she lets out a low whimper. Hearing my girl right as she begins to cum pushes me over the edge and together we climax. Falling onto me, both of us gasping for air, I feel her heart pounding against me. Our sweat covered bodies resting for just a moment. Just a moment…. and then I feel her mouth wrapped around my nipple. Her teeth nibbling and tongue flicking my sensitive skin. “I want you on top.†She makes her proclamation. She knows I love this…but I know she loves it just as much. She loves watching me move on top of her. Putting her just where I want her…. being in control. She loves to feel me roll my hips, causing her to go deeper inside me. Eagerly I mount her and every nerve in my body tingles with anticipation. The light shining in from outside illuminates her face and breasts. My girl is sexy…wow is she ever. Riding her, she caresses every part of me she can see, telling me how beautiful I am ….how sexy…saying how she loves to watch her beautiful, sexy girl fuck. I love when she talks to me like that. It sets something off in me that makes me want to please her, riding harder and deeper…faster. “Aw Babe, your gonna make me cum.†I smile and giggle…. has she not figured out yet that that is what I am trying to do? Grabbing my clit, I move so that she is hitting just the right spot with each forward motion. This one is big…I feel it. It comes so fast and hard that I can barely contain myself and scream out her name over and over. I hear her call out as well, giving me goose bumps. I love cumming together.  Tears spring to my eyes at the intensity of the moment and I collapse onto her before she can see them. Wrapping her arms around me, my girl calms me…asking over and over what’s wrong. But how do you explain that moment?? How do you explain the intense emotions and physical sensations that surge through you all at once?? How do you explain that kind of desire…intimacy…. passion…. love?? Rolling off of her, I rest my head on her breasts, her arm lazily draped over me. This was a wow night. The kind of night we will talk about and relive for a very long time. The kind of night that will be forever etched into my memory…mmmm, I can still smell the aroma of fresh, hot sex….5:41:09 PM | Add a comment | Permalink | View trackbacks (0)MemeMeme stolen from Tina-cious  Paste the sentences into an entry of your own, change to your answers, then tag me and ten other people. Or Tag any number of people you want.1. My ex…is a good person and I hope that he finds happiness.2. Maybe I should… do some work.3. I love… the way I feel with her.4. People would say that I’m … a bit re-rinded.5. I don’t understand why … everyone can't just get along.6. When I wake up in the morning … I snuggle up closer to my Boo, unless I'm at my house alone in which case I groan and whine that she isn't with me and that is the reason I didn't sleep well.7. I lost my … ability to put up with the drama...and I am ever so thankful...and at peace.8. Life is full of … beauty....but you have to have your eyes (and heart) open to see all of it.9. My past…helped craft me into the person i am today.10. I get annoyed by … people who don't believe that I am a lesbian. Like I need to prove to them that I am. And by men who think its okay to be so disrespectful when speaking to me....crude and vulgar comments are just not appropriate.11. Parties are … fun....until the next day.12. I wish life was not … so difficult sometimes.....but the storms bring the rainbows...13. Dogs are … the loves of my life.14. Cats are… pretty scary to me. But now that I live with one I kinda got get past that.15. Tomorrow is … gonna be another great day just because I say so.16. I have a low tolerance for … disrespectful, ignorant, arrogant, and bigotted people17. If I had a million dollars … I'd pay debts, buy a house, buy a whole new wardrobe, and take Boo and T to a far away place so we can have some quality time.18. I’m totally terrified … of the dark....and the woods....and cats...19. My partner … has opened my eyes to so many things.....but we don't use the word partner just for clarification purposes...lol.20. My life is … already absolutely amazing and getting better and better by the day.Tag, YOU'RE it! ;) 11:52:37 AM | Add a comment | Permalink | View trackbacks (0)April 21Behind Behind the long, auburn hair is a simple woman who is content with just... being Behind the deep, dark, chestnut eyes is a wise beyond her years girl who searches for understanding in a world that just... doesn't Behind the big, bold smile is a sensitive and kind soul who longs for love and acceptance from people that just..... can't Behind the sun kissed, broad shoulders is a warrior who has carried her family through torrential downpours when those that should have just.... couldn't Behind the soft, voluptuous breasts is a tender heart that is easily hurt but rises above when others expect her to just.... fail Behind the strong, graceful hands is a girl needing a hand to hold through the dark nights when her courage is just.... depleted Behind the enticing, curvaceous hips is a woman yearning for life to grow within her so that she may just.... give Behind the long, sexy legs is a lover that relishes in tender kisses and gentle caresses from the one that just.... cares Behind the sturdy, feminine feet is a lady who carries herself with confidence and pride even when she is told that desired she just... isn't Behind all of these things is a girl, a woman, a warrior, a lady, an old soul.... a lover Behind her beautiful exterior there is so much more to be known... to be found Behind the the things seen and things unseen there is just.... me9:26:17 AM | Add a comment | Permalink | View trackbacks (0)April 17Long Legged FemmeKiss and Kvell wrote this over on her blog.....it reminded me of, well, myself. I especially loved a few lines...."whose soft skin shields a kick-ass Amazon." Boo refers to me as an Amazon. Being that I'm 5'10, and have been for more years than not now, I took offense at first. Growing up, I was always taller than everyone else....a lot taller. For instance, from age 12 to 16, I only grew a half inch...and have never grown since. So, let's just say kids were not so kind to this long legged femme. BUT, after reading this poem, I look at "Amazon" a bit differently. Don't get me wrong, I love being tall....love it, relish in it, use it to my advantage, and wouldn't change it for anything! I just thought that being referred to as an Amazon sounded a bit derogatory. However, after some thought....my opinion has changed....Boo, you can call me an Amazon anytime you like...I take pride in it!!  I also loved the ending. I seem to be one of those people that everyone thinks they know....until they really get to know me or I allow them to see all of me. Its not that I puposely hide, but at certain places and in certain situations, I seemingly flat out astonish some people. So I realte to the writer in that you can know me for years without knowing it all....but then, can you ever really know everything about anyone.....  I’m just that kinda girl with a permanent glint behind my eyes. I’m just that kinda girl who wears black, thigh-high stockings under my jeans. I’m just that kinda girl whose soft skin shields a kick-ass Amazon. I’m just that kinda girl that you can claim but never tame. I’m just that kinda girl who values strength as well as subtlety. I’m just that kinda girl who cries at movies but suffers no fools. I’m just that kinda girl that you can take but never break. I’ll reveal it when you’re ready to see. I’ll give it when you’re ripe to respond. I’ll parade it but not in public. I’ll flaunt it right in your face. And just when you think that you’ve figured me out I’ll surprise I’ll stun I’ll slay you. Because I’m just that kinda girl.    Until Next Time.....8:15:38 AM | Add a comment | Permalink | View trackbacks (0)April 16SHE WANTS TO BREAK FREEI REMEMBER VERY VIVIDLY THAT MOMENT WHEN I STOPPED BEING A CAREFREE, FUN LOVING KID. I WAS SO YOUNG, BEING FORCED INTO THE ADULT WORLD - MAKING ADULT CHOICES, BEING RESPONSIBLE FOR FEEDING THE FAMILY, DOING THE HOUSEHOLD CHORES, MAKING SURE THAT OUR FAMILY CONTINUED TO APPEAR NORMAL...EVEN THOUGH IT WAS NOTHING LIKE ANYONE ELSE'S.  IT IS SAID THAT WE ALL HAVE CHOICES IN LIFE. EACH CHOICE COMES WITH A CONSEQUENCE - POSITIVE OR NEGATIVE. BUT AT SUCH A YOUNG AGE AND UNDER MY PARENTS RULE, I NEVER KNEW I HAD ONE. LOOKING BACK, THERE WERE RESOURCES MY PARENTS COULD HAVE REACHED OUT TO. AND NOT JUST ORGANIZATIONS EITHER - WE HAD FRIENDS AND FAMILY, THAT ALTHOUGH HELPED WHEN THEY COULD, THEY COULDN'T GIVE THE HELP WE SO DESPERATELY NEEDED, BECAUSE NO ONE REALLY KNEW WHAT IT WAS LIKE IN THAT PLACE WE CALLED A HOME..  NO ONE BUT US.  ONE DAY, I WAS WRAPPED UP IN SPORTS AND FRIENDS, MAKE-UP AND CLOTHES, MY INNER TOMBOY FIGHTING MY OUTER FASHIONISTA. THE NEXT, I WAS WORRYING ABOUT PUTTING FOOD ON THE TABLE, COUNTING ALL THE PILLS IN EVERY BOTTLE, GIVING OUT SAID PILLS IN THE RIGHT DOSAGE AT THE RIGHT TIMES, GIVING AN ADULT A BATH, AND HOLDING SAID ADULT WHEN THEY WERE SCARED, CRYING, COULDN'T SLEEP, OR WERE TOO WEAK TO MOVE.  IN A 24 HOUR PERIOD, I WENT FROM COMPLETELY OBLIVIOUS TO THE EVILNESS OF THIS WORLD, TO KNOWING ALL TOO WELL JUST HOW CRUEL AND EVIL PEOPLE CAN BE. I LEARNED AT A YOUNG AGE THAT SOMETIMES DADDIES ARE THE MONSTERS THAT COME TO DEVOUR YOU AT NIGHT AND MOMMIES DON'T ALWAYS PROTECT THEIR LITTLE GIRLS. IN A SINGLE DAY, MY ENTIRE LIFE, MY HEROS, MY WORLD WAS STRIPPED FROM ME; BECOMING, ONCE AGAIN, A COMPLETE LIE. IN JUST A MOMENT IN TIME, I WENT FROM MINOR TO ADULT - FROM CHILD TO PARENT.  I DON'T KNOW WHAT IS WORSE, PARENTING YOUR PARENT OR BEING PARENTED BY YOUR CHILD. I AM SURE MY PARENTS AND I COULD HAVE A VERY GOOD DEBATE ABOUT THIS. TRULY THOUGH, IT DOESN'T MATTER - I AM POSITIVE THAT BOTH WERE DIFFICULT, HEART-WRENCHING, AND JUST PLAIN SUCKED. FOR YEARS, EACH OF US CARRIED AROUND THE WORLD ON OUR SHOULDERS. IT WAS LIKE WE ALL HAD THIS CHAIN WRAPPED AND LOCKED SECURELY AROUND US - EACH LINK REPRESENTING A DIFFIRENT HURT, BETRAYEL, AND FEELING. THERE WERE LINKS OF ANGER, RESENTMENT, SHAME, FEAR.....THE LIST GOES ON. BUT AS EACH OF US WALKED OUT OF THE PRISON-LIKE DOORS TO OUR HOUSE, WE CAREFULLY HID OUR CHAINS BEHIND OUR MASKS AND PERFECTLY PRESSED CLOTHES, NEVER ALLOWING ANYONE TO REALLY SEE OUR BROKENESS.  I WAS ALWAYS THE WEAKEST LINK, SAYING JUST A LITTLE MORE THAN I SHOULD. BUT, FOR THOSE THAT KNOW ME...MY EYES TRULY ARE WINDOWS TO MY SOUL. NOT TO MENTION, JUST LIKE I DO NOW, MY HEART WAS ALWAYS WORN ON MY SLEEVE. MY EYES WERE EMPTY - AND THAT IS SOMETHING NO ONE CAN HIDE.  ITS BEEN YEARS SINCE THAT HORRIBLE DAY WHEN MY INNOSENSE WAS RIPPED FROM ME. YEARS SINCE I PLAYED MOMMY TO A GROWN UP. EACH ONE OF US HAS HEALED, FORGIVEN, AND MOVED ON...BUT WE WILL NEVER FORGET. I DON'T WANT TO FORGET. I AM A STRONGER WOMAN BECAUSE OF MY CHILDHOOD....OR LACK THERE OF. WHILE I CAN STILL BE DANGEROUSLY CAREFREE, I AM MUCH WISER THAN MOST OF MY PEERS. I HAVE SEEN THINGS AND DONE THINGS AND GONE THROUGH THINGS THAT I WISH ON NO ONE...NOT EVEN MY WORST ENEMY. I HAVE NO REGRETS OR RESENTMENTS. IT IS WHAT IT IS. MY LIFE WAS FOREVER CHANGED THAT DAY - AND ALTHOUGH THOSE WERE THE WORST YEARS OF MY LIFE, LIVING IN THAT HELL - I WAS CHANGED FOR THE BETTER.  BUT IT IS DAYS LIKE TODAY, WHEN MY INNER CHILD LONGS TO BE PLAYING AND RUNNING AND LAUGHING OUTSIDE INSTEAD OF HOLED UP IN AN OFFICE BUILDING IN THIS SUIT WEARING ADULT BODY, THAT I AM REMINDED OF THOSE LOST YEARS. SHE WANTS TO RUN ALONG THE LAKES SHORE AND FALL CARELESSLY INTO THE OPEN ARMS OF THE WAVES. SHE WANTS TO STRIP NAKED IN THE BACK YARD AND BASK IN THE BEAUTY OF THE SUN WHILE RUNNING FROM THE SPRINKLERS AIM. SHE WANTS TO FALL ASLEEP UNDER THE LARGE OAK TREES AND WAKE TO THE WET TONGUE OF HER BELOVED PUPPY. SHE WANTS TO HAVE A TICKLE WAR WITH HER BEST FRIEND. AND STAY UP GIGGLING INTO THE WEE HOURS OF THE MORNING.  SHE WANTS TO BREAK FREE....  SO, I THINK THAT I WILL ALLOW HER TO SHINE THROUGH TODAY. WHILE SHE MAY NOT BE ABLE TO DO ALL THE THINGS SHE PLEASES TODAY....WE CAN STILL HAVE FUN TOGETHER. THE ADULT ME AND THE CHILD ME...WE CAN STILL BASK IN THE BEAUTY OF LIFE AND LOVE, AND RELISH IN THE PLAYFUL TENDERNESS THAT LIES WITHIN US. BECAUSE, WE ARE ONE IN THE SAME...AND IT IS MERELY A CHOICE TO LET HER BE SEEN....   UNTIL NEXT TIME....12:37:37 PM | Add a comment | Permalink | View trackbacks (0)View more entries Friends (24) Rebecca sunni Ami Rachel Wang Baddar Bin Shuja Molly Richard Wise ali *Smiles* getting lost in someones eyesrandom sweetness from someone specialsurprise tripsa great pair of shoespackages in the mailboxcards in the mail from good friendssugar toastnaps with momlight bulb momentsnew traditionsMY corn casseroleold traditionsmom's corn casserolebeing on the back of a bikea new recipebutterfly kissesthe touch of a loveremails from my mombumping into an old friendbottles of winedinner with friendscandle-lit bathsa good bookspring flowersa child's laughterthe smell of rain Good Reads The Knitting Circle by Ann HoodDon't Cry Now by Joy FieldingMissing Pieces by Joy FieldingThe First Time by Joy FieldingGrand Avenue by Joy FieldingWhispers & Lies by Joy FieldingLost by Joy FieldingPuppet by Joy FieldingMad River Road by Joy FieldingThe Memory Keeper's Daughter by Kim EdwardsThe Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold Blogs I Frequent Soul of A CitizenWe Are Not The EnemySugarbutch ChroniclesQueer Eye CandyCan I Help You Sir?Kiss And KvellMusings From The High Speed RodeoLipstick & DipstickCard Carrying LesbianThe Surprise DykeDawg DykeKnotty But NiceUp Popped A FoxThe Other MotherThe Brown Eyed BoyJust Eat Your CupcakeKathy BelgeTwo Chicks NestDingmoonmentSix Word MemoirsRemembering Our BabiesOur Babies In HeavenDawnForever DogAmiSusanKatyBrendaFirst 50 WordsFriday's Feast © 2009 Microsoft Privacy Legal Code of Conduct Report Abuse Safety Help Central Account Feedback - 681b703ea0caf917329e47fbd89a8f0b76074136356273e3c9efc0a496c5bc68
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