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For all the bike lovers

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Now, that's more reason for you to start renting bicycle and start riding.

Merry Christmas people!

As I Lay Me Down To Sleep

Our naked bodies spooned together
your growing hardness nestled between my ass
my hand reached behind 
fingers running through your hair gently
feeling your breath on my neck
as you take in my scent
your hand roaming every curve on my body
you push slowly
sliding deep into me
rocking slowly
our breathing heavy
as we exhaust ourselves

A Fairy Tale Halloween

I think I want a fairy tale halloween. Now, where is my big bad wolf.

Friends with benefits

"let's have sex like we're playing tennis" 


Oh my, this line just cracks me up.

The Stairway

I had been thinking of you, you and me, along the staircase that leads to the vacant unit on the 3rd floor, along the staircase that lead you to your surprise. I'll sit you on the steps, and straddle myself over you. Hiking up my dress, one hand pulling my thong aside, the other hand pushing your head, burying it in between my thighs. I look down at you, enjoying your oral treat, while your hands loosen your pants, free your hard cock and start stroking yourself... mmmm ... 

F is for ...

F is for 

Frisky

Licky

Kicky

Dicky

Frisky

Frisk me, baby.

I can't help but picture you on your knees, running your tongue slowly up the length of my legs. Your hands slowly lifting up my tight miniskirt ever so suggestively. You hear me taking a deep breath and exhale.

Your hands reaching under, reaching between my thighs, feeling the lace of my thong, feeling my warm skin beneath. Your mouth runs across my ass as you savour the thoughts of spreading them wide and fucking me from behind.

Putting two fingers on my pussy, over the cloth that barely covers it, feeling the dampness, reeking with lust and the familiar sexy scent that you loved. As you start rubbing me, I squirm and sway to your rhythm, moaning, moaning like your slut.

Without wasting time, you pull my thong down. Standing up, you thrust your hard cock inside me. Pushing yourself deep, pulsating, feeling me clenching tight on you ... mmmmmm .....

You fuck me, hard and fast. Your hand reaching over to my breasts and grab them, making me groan loudly. You fuck me harder and faster. I let out a scream, shivering and convulsing as I come hard on your cock.

Pulling yourself out of me, you make me kneel in front of you, and push your cock inside my mouth. I suck like a hungry bad girl, tasting both of us on your throbbing cock. You are close. You grab my hair and push your cock deeper as you come in my mouth.

Your Body Is A Wonderland

One thing I've left to do
Discover me
Discovering you

John Mayer

Your Body Is A Wonderland

Need

Your fingertips trail down my back slowly as you lean closer to me. Close enough for me to feel your hard cock pressing against my bottom. I move back into you, grinding my hips as I do that. "I've been thinking about you all day," you whispered, pressing your cock harder into me.

Your hands move down to my bottom, caressing it, rubbing it. You kneel down behind me and slowly hike my skirt up. I can feel your hot breath on the back of my thighs. I gasp as your hot wet tongue lick my thigh. I part my legs slightly. Your fingers roam up my thigh slowly, teasingly. Your tongue swirling gently down to the inside of my thighs. You pull my panties off to one side and give yourself an oral treat. I moan and spread my legs wider. As your tongue tease my hard little clit, your fingers move to my pussy, slowly pushing inside me, rubbing me, stroking me. I moan softly. I need to ease the ache between my thighs.

"I want your cock inside me."

Your tongue on my clit moves faster. Your fingers moving quicker.

"Fuck me. Please." I beg.

You stand up and pull down my panties. I can hear your ragged breath. Suddenly your hard cock is in between my thighs, rubbing the length of my slit, spreading my juices all over your cock. You lean over me, hands undoing the buttons of my blouse and the clasps of my bra. Your hands grab my breasts hard, rubbing my nipples, pinching them between your fingers. I groan. I am aching for your cock so badly.

"Please baby."

You pull back slightly, then with one fast move, push your cock all the way inside me. You thrust in and out of me urgently, hard and fast. Then you stop suddenly and pulled yourself out of me, giving me that cheeky grin of yours.

"That's all you are getting today."

I pout. Your eyes on me, as your hand start to stroke your cock. I move towards you and you push me back. I need your cock back inside me so badly. I watch as you move your hands up and down your hard shaft. Your hand picks up speed, rubbing yourself, giving yourself pleasure.

"Please," I beg again. "You want me?" you ask. "Yes," I whisper. You move forward to stand next to my head. You guide my head gently down to your cock. I take you in my mouth, tasting both of us on you. I moan. My tongue swirling around your head. You push my head down further so that I can take you all the way in my mouth. Rhythmically, you gently push my head up and down on your cock. My hands cup your balls and you moan. Your cock throb in my mouth. I know you are getting close. You pull yourself from my mouth. Pushing me onto the bed, you thrust your cock hard into me again. I moan loudly as you plunge into me over and over, harder and faster.

My cunt clenching around you, pulsing around you, gripping you tight. I hear you groan, you know I'm going to cum hard all over your cock. You thrust faster. I feel my cunt pulsing. I cry out as I push back hard into you, cumming hard, so hard on your cock. That's all you needed. You growl and thrust deep and hard, and erupt inside me. I pull you tighter as your body bucks against mine, pulsing, filling me with your hot cum.

The Expense of Spirit

The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action; and till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust;
Enjoyed no sooner but despised straight;
Past reason hunted and no sooner had,
Past reason hated as a swallowed bait
Laid on purpose to make the taker mad:
Mad in pursuit, and in possession so;
Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme;
A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe;
Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
   All this the world well knows; yet none knows well

   To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.

- Sonnet 129

I'm still here

No, I've not gone hiatus

I'm still here

Still here for you

Yearning for you

Yearning for your touch

Yearning to feel your body against mine

Fingering tracing where yours should be

Satisfied, yet not quite satisfied

Runners are Sexy

There's just something sexy about runners, short shorts, legs, taut ass, toned physique, confident ... mmm ... so who wants to go running? And where's my towel boy?

She

We kiss sensually, tongues swirling, eagerly tasting each other. My hands are running through your hair as your hands slowly undo the buttons of my shirt. You run your hands along my belly and up in between my breasts. I suck in my breath. You pull your head away and lean forward to kiss my belly. I wrap my hands around your head, stroking your hair. Your hands reach down and undo the buttons of my shorts, pulling it down over my hips and letting it fall to the floor, my panties follow after that. You shift me so my thighs part just a bit. I look down and watch as you lick the length of my slit. Your tongue so warm and wet. I moan at the pleasure.

Your hands work their way up my thighs, caressing, massaging as your tongue begins to circle my pussy. Your fingers work their way to the inside of my thighs and I part my legs more for you. Fingertips brush my cunt, rubbing me slowly, spreading my juices all over my cunt. You push one finger inside me. I let my head fall back and moan. Your tongue flicks at my clit. I arch my back. Your finger moves in and out of my cunt stroking me. Your tongue is focusing on my hard bud, circling, circling. My legs are quivering now. You have me on the edge so quickly, I don't know how long I can hold back. My hands are tangled in your hair, pushing your face into my pussy. You push a second finger inside, stroking me harder. Your tongue drawing circles around my clit, faster now. I can't hold out any longer. My pussy clenches around your fingers and begins to pulse. I cry out loud and push my hips into you hard. I'm cumming hard all over your hand, your face, your tongue. I want more.

I push you down on the bed and kneel in between your open thighs as I run my hands up under your skirt. Your panties soaked. I tease you with my fingers, slipping one inside to stroke your wet lips. You moan softly. I undo the buttons on your blouse, lean forward and trace my tongue over your belly. I kiss my way up to your face slowly to your lips, tasting myself on them. My hands roam all over your body, filling my need to have every part of you. I unclasp your bra and slide them off you, exposing your breasts. I grab them and massage them. I circle your hard nipple with my finger. I flick my tongue across it. You gasp. Desire overwhelms me and I take your nipple into my mouth and suck it hard. I swirl my tongue over your nipple, teasing it. Your body trembling a little.

I hike up your skirt. My fingers find their way to your dripping wet slit. I take your other nipple into my mouth. My fingers circling around your clit slowly, teasing you badly. You writhe under me, your breath ragged. I push two fingers into you. You gasp as your hips buck up to meet my hand. Fucking you with my fingers, I move my thumb up to your clit and begin to rub. My tongue moves faster and harder on your nipples. Your hands claw at my back, at the sheets. I push a third finger inside you and your back arches more. I can feel your pussy clenching my fingers, I can feel you start to pulse. You're so close to cumming. I rub faster with my thumb. This is what you needed and with a cry, you cum all over my hand. Your pussy clenching hard around my fingers, pulsing with each wave that hits you.

That Moment of Evening

That moment of evening when the light and the darkness are so evenly balanced that the constraint of day and the suspense of night neutralize each other, leaving absolute mental liberty. It is then that the plight of being alive becomes attenuated to its least possible dimensions. 

- Tess of the D’Urbervilles

Something For You

You have been very naughty today. Teasing me the whole day, telling me how you would love to spread me on your desk and taste me, how you'll bend me over the table and take me from behind. Now you got me feeling restless the whole night. 

As I lie on my bed, my hands roam slowly over my body, brushing gently across my erected nipples. I roll them between my fingertips and moan softly. I feel a familiar tingle between my legs. I squeeze my thighs together as I caress my breasts. My breathing gets heavier, the ache between my thighs deepens.

I need to ease the ache. I slip my hand into my black thong. I spread my thighs slightly and slip a finger through the wetness. I've been wet the whole day, thinking about you. I remove my finger and spread my juice around my clit, circling my clit with my finger. I moan softly. I bring my finger up to my mouth and tasted myself, like how you always wanted me to.

I let my thighs fall open, pull my thong aside and push my finger into the me. So warm and wet. I groan. My hips rise and fall. I imagine you inside me, filling me. I slide another finger inside me, thrusting them in and out of me, feeling my cunt squeezing tight around them. Drawing them out, i press them hard on my clit, stroking myself. My clit throbs. I need to be satisfied. My fingers move frantically over my clit. My cunt pulses harder. I feel the heat building inside me. I gasp again and arch my back as I cry out.

I'm going to leave my soaked thong for you. Now, you tell me what you'll do with it.

You wrap your arms around my waist and pull me close to you. Your hot breath on my neck, your arms tight and strong around my waist, I feel myself melting into you already. You kiss your way down my neck, so slowly and gently. I sigh with pleasure, and lean my head to one side, wanting more. Feeling your soft lips on my neck makes my knees go weak. You turn me around to face you, and we look in each other's eyes and smile. You tip my head up and give me a long, slow, sensual kiss. I wrap my arms around your neck and pull you closer, pressing my body against yours. I can feel your hardening cock against me. 

Our tongues mingle, as our hands roam over each other's bodies. My hands drift over your back, down to your ass. Your hand roam up my dress and between my thighs. Dipping your hand into my panties, your fingers found my wet slit. Your other hand finds my nipple and gently pinches it, rolling it between your fingers. Your fingers dip deeper into my panties and push their way inside me, and I spread my legs wider, needing more. I instinctively place my hands on your hard bulge and rub you, stroke you. You're so hard now. You undo the top buttons of my shirt slowly, reaching around me and unclasp my bra. Your head moves down and your tongue flicks over my nipple, I moan in response.

My hands undo your pants, exposing your erection, hard and straining, wanting me. I wrap my hands around it, and begin to stroke you. Your fingers pull from my cunt and drag up to my clit. I can't stand much longer. You find my hard little bud and start to circle it. Moaning, I stroke you faster. I whisper into your ears, trembling, insistent, that I need you to take me now. 

You lead me to the armchair. Trails of clothing follow behind us. Sitting me on your lap, facing away from you. I grind my cunt against your cock, drenching it in my juices. You gasp at the contact of the wet heat. Your hands reach around me, one finding my breast, the other finding my clit. I lift myself up and position my cunt over the head of your cock. I hear you groan again, feeling the moist wetness of my cunt parting around your swollen cock and I slowly ease myself down on you, all the way, until you're buried deep inside me. I grind down with my hips, and you answer by thrusting up into me, hard and urgent. Raw desire pulses through our bodies as we move and rock against each other.

Your lips find my neck again, kissing, sucking, biting me. Your fingers on my clit quicken their pace, driving me wild. I'm breathing so hard, starting to tremble. I'm going to cum soon, and I know I won't be able to hold it back. I know you can feel my dripping wet cunt clenching around you. I know you can feel me starting to pulse around you. I can feel how close you are too, your hard cock throbbing inside me as you fuck me, as I slide up and down on you, so wet, so close. Your other hand works my nipple harder. I can hear your breathing, rapid and urgent. You're not going to last long either. I reach behind and grab your hips, pulling you harder into me, deeper into my cunt.

I can feel the heat rising in me. You're going to make me cum. I move my hips frantically against you, desperate to feel the pleasure of my release. Fucking you hard now, I feel my orgasm building. It's coming. ohh god ... then it hits me, so fucking hard. I cry out your name. The heat of my orgasm pulses through me, over and over and over. I cum hard on you, all over you, my wetness trickling down the length of your cock. You groan. As my cunt pulses around your cock, you groan with pleasure, throbbing so hard inside me, clinging onto me, holding me down hard on your cock as you begin to shoot your cum deep inside me. I feel your hot cum explode from you with each throb of your cock, spurting, deep into me, filling me. I hold on tight, riding you out, still moving my hips on you, grinding. You shudder, as the last of your cum empties into me.

Men in Shirt & Pants

Men in shirt & pants are such eye candies sometimes, especially those who know (or think) they look good, walking around with a smirk on their faces.

Anyhow, something random, since I haven't posted anything for a while .... I was in white shirt and shorts last week, when someone told me he'll love to see me in just my white shirt and nothing else. I just smiled and asked if he'll like it better if I wear his shirt instead. I'm sure that reply got him distracted at work for a while. So I'm in white shirt again today, maybe I should let him know.

I sat on the rooftop, basking in the serenity of the sunset. Sipping my wine, I watched the lights fading from the sky. I know I shouldn't, but I couldn't help it ... couldn't help but let thoughts of you flood my mind. 

Sunday Night

My hands wander along my curves, my thighs. Fingertips drifting lazily across my belly, drifting up to my breasts. I can feel my nipples hardening. My fingers circle my nipples, rolling them between my fingers, pinching them softly. I close my eyes and imagine they are your fingers. I can feel the familiar pulse between my legs. I arch my back and gasp as I pinch my nipples harder, feeling my desires growing.

My hand wander down my belly, into the lacy black thong I am wearing. I press my fingers on my clit and begin to move them in the familiar rhythmic movements.

My fingers slide down from my clit into my wetness. Massaging my soft swollen lips, stroking them gently, feeling my arousal. I spread my legs slightly and slide one finger inside me. Stroking, feeling my velvety cunt squeeze around my finger, teasing myself as my arousal builds up. My other hand move down to my clit, drawing quick small little circles around it. I gasp at the feeling. Every motion of my hand makes me quiver with desire.

I push another finger inside me, imagining your cock thrusting into me. My other hand rubbing my clit harder. I see your body in my mind, moving above me, thrusting into me. I moan again. I push a third finger inside me, frantically, desperately. My fingers work faster on my clit. I spread my legs wider. I'm so close. I can feel my cunt starting to pulse around my fingers. My clit is throbbing.

My hips push up into the air, my hand buried, deep in my cunt, my fingers on my clit. I cry out your name as I come. My cunt clenching hard around my fingers. My hips bucking against my hand, my heart beating fast.

I slowly remove my fingers from my cunt and bring them up to my mouth. I lick my fingers, knowing how much you love the taste of me.

Sunset

The over-water bungalow perched over the crystal clear lagoon. Hues of blue and crimson and violet painted the sky, as the sun starts to set. The calm water reflecting the last hour of light into the room, turning the clean white sheets orange.

The fan turn slowing over our heads, clicking softly with each turn. We lay tangle together on the dampen sheets. Heavy breathing, desperate wet sound of flesh on flesh, moans and whimpers. You hold me from behind and gently nibble my earlobes. I can feel you getting hard again. You push slowly and just so, sliding deeper, just to hear me moan. After, spent, you pull out. We curl our bodies together, basking in the comfort of each other.

The sun sets completely, leaving a dark, beautiful sky filled with stars in its place.

Back Where I Belong

Familiar surrounding once again ... familiar sights ... familiar faces ... embracing peace ...

Happy 2011

was at my usual watering hole on NYE with a friend, watching fireworks, watching the youngsters seated at other tables making merry, getting intoxicated. Guys in shirts and pants, trying to look older than their age, trying hard to impress and get lucky with the girls. Girls in dresses and skirts so short it barely covered their asses, and I swear if they were seated, you could see their clit.

I sat at my table, in shorts & tee & birks. Looking at them makes me feel .... old.

Happy 2011.