I CAME TO YOUR BEDROOM

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I tiptoe into your bedroom. It was fairly dark. The moonlight streaming through the window allowed me to see your bed where you slept with your wife. I could hear my heart pounding so hard. The blood roaring in my ears. Oh god, how was I going to pull this off?

I quietly closed the door behind me, and felt my way towards you.

Your wife laid on her side, away me, you laid on your back. The bed covers resting comfortably at your waist.

I made one last panicked filled look back at the door. I should go. I should go now. Yet the idea of sucking your cock until you came while your wife laid sleeping turned me on so much I couldn’t help myself.

I was such a sex monster.

I knelt at the side of the bed. I swallowed nervously, as I checked to see if you were still sleeping.

Your face appeared to be so peaceful. Free of worry and stress.

I smiled. You were so handsome. I loved how your hair had gotten gray at your temples you were no longer the young man I fell in love, you grew older successful. I  Loved how your eyes would crinkle when you smiled. I eased the blanket gently with bated breath watching for any sign of movement.

You didnt stir.

You wore boxers. Cotton.  I bit my lip appreciatively. Stroking your thigh. Still no movement.

I slid my hand higher. Covering your cock.  I began to stroke you through your boxers, smiling when your cock began to stir. Thicker larger longer.

Fuck.

I glanced at your face. Your eyes were still closed. Your lips slightly parted. Your breathing caught in your chest when I squeezed your cock.

Were you sleeping or were you playing me?

Your boxers had a one button fly, i flicked it open, and snaked my hand inside. Your cock felt hot, throbbing under my fingers.

I pulled your cock free.

In the very little light, I could see how big you were. I stroked your cock some more. The precum oozing out. I took a swipe at it.

You tasted so good. I lazily lapped at the fat dome of your cock, while fisting your cock. My other hand rolling your balls, massaging them. Letting my saliva drip down to coat your cock. While my tongue snake around the length of your cock to catch the trickle of saliva.

“Oh fuck” your groan caught me off guard.

My tongue swirling around your balls, I froze. I glanced up at you.

Your eyes were closed, your fingers tight in the bedsheets. I grinned.

Did you think you were dreaming?

“Who you dreaming of, you naughty man?” I whispered.

I dragged my tongue back up the length of your cock, and took you deep into my mouth. The suction of my mouth, the pull of my lips drew another groan from you.

Without warning, your hands were in my hair hauling me off you. “What the fuck are you doing?” you angrily whispered.

I pouted. “What does it look like I was doing?”

“With my wife! Right there! Oh my god!” you ran your fingers through your hair, and you threw another panicked glare at her then at me. “What if she woke up!”

I placed a finger on your lips. “Shh.” I whispered. “She wont if you will be quiet.”

you were completely flabbergasted. “Are you serious! You cant be sucking my cock with her in the bed next to me.”

“Be quiet!” I snapped. My fingers circled your cock. I stroked you slowly.

You groan. “Fuck!”

I kissed you, pushing you back on the bed. “And if you are good, maybe you can watch me eat her out!”

you suddenly grip my chin, forcing me to meet your gaze. Your eyes were ablaze with a strange emotion. “no. my wife is off limits. You are mine.” you growled.

I sighed. “Who knew you were such a party pooper.”

You stroked your fingers through my hair guiding my head down.

I took my time, your groans making me hot and wet.

The other side of the bed shifted.

We both froze.

The blanket tugged, and we watched as your wife snuggled deeper into sleep.

Your eyes met mine.

I smiled around your cock.

You bit back a groan while I nipped the sensitive spot just above the throbbing vein that pulsed in your thick long cock.

“I am going to cum” you warned.

When I was going to pull away. you reminded me again.

“so do it!” I grumbled crossly. “you know how I hate to waste cum on fucking facials and body shots!”

You tried not to laugh, the sound choked off into a groan.

The first few drops of your cum shot onto my tongue. The jets of cum becoming more forceful as they shot into the back of my throat. I smiled when I stroked the last of your cum from your cock.

You sank back onto the pillows, your cock softening against your belly.

“Good night, Lover” I murmured.

“Rebecca,” you warned. “you play a very dangerous game.”

I giggled. “but you enjoy it.”

“yes. Good night. I love you”

“I love you too” I blew you a kiss.

I tip toed out of your room, closing the door behind me.

-One of my favorite sex fantasies. I love cumming to this one.

LIFE DEATH AND LOVE

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Were my wife and I to be truly in love, soul mates even and she were to die by natural causes, murder or suicide  I would be beyond despair, would I be able to go on?

I wouldn’t know.

Would my mental capacity be in question?

I doubt it.

If I were to “see” her “ghostly figure” roaming the house would I doubt my sanity?

No.

I would get angry. I would question the very possibility of her “haunting” me. The improbability of it. And therefore find a logical solution.

There would have to be a logical reason for me to see her plain as day.

Medication? Stress? Grief? People despising me that much?

Eliminate the improbable and find the truth.

why is it a person is always driven mad or insane at the thought of seeing their dead loved ones.

-random thoughts while watching MURDER, SHE WROTE: DEATH OF AN ANGEL and eating fish tacos

(a man driven insane by the sight of his dead wife)

Which romance movie 

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Sounds about right!😢😢

WHAT DO YOU WANT

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I wish it was summer. We could drive into the hills, get lost away from everyone.

Lying back on the grass, I pull you down onto me. The weight of your body makes me feel safe loved and warm. Your blue eyes are so hypnotic, I love looking into them.

“I thought you were hungry” you tease me. Your mouth brushes mine. Your fingers stroke my hair from my face, trailing the tips of your fingers down my throat.

“Food is not what I want.” I inhale sharply as one of your fingers circle my nipples through my flimsy shirt.

“What do you want?” your voice rumbles with amusement.

“I want you” I pout.

“I am right here.” you smirk. “What do you want.”

I glare at you. “Are you really that dense?”

“Nope” you kiss me again. “Just want you to say it. It kind of hurts my feelings that you just lust after my body like a sex hungry animal.”

Bewildered by your melodramatic outburst, I laugh. I shriek when you tickle me in retaliation.

Breathless, your mouth captures mine. “Say it” you whisper. “What do you want me to do!”

“I want you to make love to me” I giggled.

“Hmm I guess that will do.” you sigh. You kiss me again. Taking your time. Heat courses through me, as your kiss deepens.

You open my shirt one button at a time. Spreading the material wide. You undo the front clasp of my bra. Leaving my mouth, your mouth travels down.

I gasp at the whisper of your hot breath on my nipple. The raspy moist texture of your tongue as it rakes along my sensitized flesh makes me arch into your mouth. You take one nipple then the next, sucking hard then nipping softly.

I am grinding against your thigh, I am so wet my panties soak through my leggings. It is unnerving, your patience. I want more. You tsk when I reach for you. Grabbing my hands, you pin them above my head. Rising above me, so you straddle my chest you glare down at me.

“You are such a sex-hungry monster!” you chide me. With your one hand free, you unbutton your board shorts. You tugg them down enough so your cock springs free.

You pump your cock, watching my eyes grow wide. My tongue darts out to wet my lips. “Do you know what I want to do to your mouth right now?” you ask silkly. “I want to shove my cock in your mouth and make you suck it. Do you want that? Do you want to suck my cock?”

I nod.

My tongue lap at it. Just the tip. Swirling my tongue around the sensitive glans. I taste pre-cum, and I spread my lips around the wide dome. Then stopped.

Our eyes met.

You groan as I ease off.

Your one hand grips my wrist, the other is now in my hair, holding me still as you watch me tease your cock with my lips and tongue.

You groan as I began to swallow you inch by inch. your hips began to thrust, my cheeks fill with the length and girth of you.

I am gasping for air when you pull away.

I hear a rip as you tear my leggings off. My panties are next.

Your body is ontop of mine, hot and hard.

Your fingers on my clit, making me arch.

My orgasm takes me by surprise, my pussy juice squirting all over your fingers as I rock against your hand. I am aware of you angling me, your hands pushing my legs wider opening me.

Your cock teases the opening of my clenching and unclenching pussy hole. I whimper, you are so thick so big.

You thrust hard and deep.

You fuck me hard and fast, your skin slick with sweat as you bring me to another orgasm

kissing me, you thrust one more time before you came yourself.

Resting your forehead on mine, you smile. “I think we scared the wild animals away” you teased breathlessly.

I wrap my arms around you, my face in your shoulder. “Thats a possibilty”

You laugh. “I love you”

“i love you”

I AM ATTRACTED 

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JUST DONT

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If you care about someone be there. They are worthy of your time. 

If they sense you pulling away because you are not happy, don’t bother trying to keep them with you.

Don’t lie. Don’t lead them on. 

Or say “I love you” if you don’t.

Most of all don’t say  “believe me or trust me?”

Oh hell no!
I ain’t going to believe a word you say when your actions speak louder than your words!

– random thoughts when I wake up. Reminded of someone I used to care about!😤

ACCEPTANCE

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It is hard to face the truth about ourselves.

Especially if someone else holds a mirror, and we see our reflection.

We think we are accepting of others. We also think that as a society we should believe racism is atrocious and it should be abolished by now. After all, it is the 21st century. It is 2017. We live in modern times damn it.

But as the times prove, racism hasn’t gone away.

As society proves they are more accepting of racism because they elected an ignorant president who wants to divide instead of bringing his constituents together!

It is scary.

So what is a person to do?

Why not lecture? Educate?

I found this clip on Professor Jane Elliot

wow.

 

 

I wonder if Jane Elliot has ever gone up against Donald Trump.

She is pretty savage.

His ignorance would crumble.

However, I wonder if any of what she would say would penetrate that pea size brain of his.