
Kisses @ MindSay 
Scene: its night time, we are walking in a forest area, heading back to a wedding we attended. We needed to get air. You just wrapped your jacket around my shoulders, because I was getting chilly...
"I dread going back to that house" I say in a tired sigh. "The pain will only last a couple of more hours" you replay back reassuringly. I stop walking; I look in to your hazel eyes. "Kiss me?" You hold my face in both your hands, "gladly" you respond before you gently kiss my lips. I linked my arms around your neck pulling you in closer, wanting to taste you, all of you. I nudge your bottom lip with my top lip; lick your top lip with the tip of my tongue, tasting the salt on your lips. You slowly move your hand to the back of my head, pulling on my hair that is wrapped between your fingers. I let out a quiet moan. You put your tongue in my mouth and I massage it with mine, you go to pull back, but as you do I suck on your warm tongue tasting the last bit of Champaign you just drank twenty minutes before our walk. You push me up against a tree, pulling down the top of my dress exposing my breasts; your mouth crushes down on them. You gently tug and pull on them with your teeth, your sucking sensation leaving me breathless. I pull myself together and push your back to a tree, taking your mouth with mine again.
I grab your already hard manhood in my hand rubbing it over top of your pants; I can feel it already pulsing with each rub. I undo your zipper and button exposing your hard throbbing appendage. I stroke it with my hand. As I kneel down, I kiss you over top your shirt until I get to the end and put your hard cock in my mouth licking it like a melting ice cream, sucking the sides, sliding it up and down my hot wet tongue, and then finally engulfing it in my mouth. You taste so good. I look up at you to see if you are enjoying it. You take the back of my head with your hand and go along with the motions.
After a couple more licks, slurps, and sucks you lay me down on the forest floor. You slowly pull off my mesh panties; you lay next to me and start kissing me rubbing your fingers over my hot sweet spot. I start to wiggle and giggle when you start playing with my clit. you tease my mouth with your tongue as you lick and caress my lips. I moan. You start making your way down, sucking and kissing my body. You flick my clit with your tongue as you slide your finger in and out of me. I push and pull your head to me. You circle my steaming pussy with your tongue, giving it one more rub with your hand before you crush my mouth with a kiss, letting me taste myself. Oh so sweet.
You slide your cock in to me. I wince for it has been a while since I've been with a man. It's tight at first, until my walls start molding itself to the shape of your member with each thrust, your reading me like an open book. I grab at your back, moaning your name, lost in ecstasy from your movements. I slide you off of me so I can sit on your hard cock. I glide you in me slowly, your hands on my thighs I grind you to where you’re pushing and pulling me down to you, you can't figure out what you want.
The feeling feels magical. We lose control and reach our peek together. I claps beside you in the moonlight. Both breathing heavy. We look at each other and laugh. closing our eyes and listening to the music in the distance.
Depressed -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Shitty Mood & Soggy Pastry
I spent a big portion of the morning playing on Guitar Hero: Greatest Hits.
Despite my mam being in the room on the PC - I still went on vocals.
I'm unsure why - maybe it was an odd burst of confidence.
Yesterday was one of my better vocals days - I seemed to be getting a lot more 100%s than usual.
Shelly finished work early in the afternoon, so she came round again to see me.
Today wasn't my best of days.
My mood and Shelly's mood were the most conflicting and contrasting they've ever been.
One thing though, I'm glad we didn't argue with each other.
I felt that shit, I'd have just slashed my wrists infront of her and not cared.
I wasn't even bothered to do anything, so I was just laid on my bed most of the time, staring into space, or at the ceiling.
Fair enough, I cuddled up to Shelly - because hugs keep me from getting a lot worse. I had random bursts of tears - at one point where I needed my inhaler, but I wouldn't take it.
But Shelly wanted lots of kisses, and I didn't want to be kissed. I wasn't in the mood.
I'm sure she could tell - because when she kissed me, I didn't kiss her back very much.
She was also in a rather randy mood - and I seriously wasn't interested.
I felt like just curling up in a ball and dying - so the last thing I wanted was to be intimate with her.
Normally I would jump at the chance, or at least, be slightly enthusiastic about it.
Today just wasn't the same.
I regretted letting her touch me - because I felt even worse afterwards.
Didn't feel like I'd deserved it - and it hadn't felt anywhere near as good as it normally does. I had too many things in my head I had to think about, I couldn't concentrate either.
I didn't have any energy either - even though I gave Shelly attention a few times - my arm gave up really easily, so she didn't get very lengthy sessions. And I couldn't even do what I normally do to get feeling back in my wrist - I just gave up in the end.
Shelly was getting upset, thinking I didn't love her anymore or wasn't interested in her anymore.
This was pathetic - surely she could see I'd lost fucking interest in EVERYTHING, not just her.
I was actually surprised I'd been arsed to have a shower and brush my teeth - because when I lapse this badly, I don't even feel like doing that.
Despite wanting to just go and slit my throat, I still cuddled Shelly and held her in my arms when she started crying. Obviously, I wouldn't just ignore her. She wouldn't do it to me, so.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Today and Tuesday, we've had nothing in that Shelly actually drinks - so she'd brought along a little bottle of Schweppes dilutable concentrated blackcurrant.
It smells proper lush and it tastes alright too.
I had a pint of it, when Shelly decided to share it - and I got an odd hyper burst for about 10 minutes.
I was skipping up and down the kitchen and doing the comedic sneak-walk up the stairs.
Then I ate a sausage roll - but before I bit into it, I tried to see how much I could stick down my throat before I gagged - then I took it out of my mouth again and slapped Shelly about the face with it.
Soggy pastry. :D
Then naturally, as soon as the hyperness went away, I felt about five times shitter than I did before.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Claire was talking on and off to me on MSN.
She found a photo of our old secondary school's headmaster - and she was using Photoshop to stick his head onto peoples' bodies. She started with a Bad Taste Bear, then I suggested she put him on Marylin Monroe's body - and that one was proper hilarious.
Then I suggested a hunk or a body builder, and she sent me this:
Lmfaooooooo. :D
-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Ash apppeared online shortly after - and she said she'd snaffled Jordan's laptop.
Which, has decent connection and a built-in webcam and microphone. :D
So we had a video conversation.
Well, my webcam's finally decided to die - so she only got audio from us.
Shelly tried to keep quiet, oddly not wanting Ash to know she was here - until we made her piss herself laughing and she PROPER echoed round the room.
I'm surprised everyone in Ash's bungalow didn't hear her. :)
And naturally, Ash is a bit of a knob on a webcam.
Prime print-screened example:
"HIYAAAAARRR..."
Lamentations 3:23
It is not in my nature to arise
with the sound of birdsong,
hustling traffic
or the kiss of the sun
upon my cheek,
beckoning
But you have been gone
and I long for the intimacy
that hearing your voice
brings to the beat
of my
expectant heart
Skies are bluer, enhancing
mountain peaks upon
the horizon
Colors brighter as I contemplate
A few moments
In your presence
Too long have we been absent
Oh my lover, Lord
but only because I have
not drawn near to sit
upon your lap
hearing your voice
Oh, what will you whisper into my
waiting ear as I anticipate
something new and fresh,
my creative lover?
For your compassion
is new every morning.
Bonnie
I love you all and you love me ! We're just one great big family!
Kisses, hugs and squeezie's too!I baked a pie just for you!
Lets all live in my make believe land ...where nothing is wrong or out of hand
We'll live in the sun shine and play each day, and run those off who've mean things to say!
We don't want to listen, it hurts our ears...it might make us sad or cry some tears!
So lets all pretend that all is well,though some folks say we're headed for hell
We're close our ears and shut our eyes and just ignore their pack of lies
And when some gay teenager commits suicide...from the pain they've made him feel inside
We'll just forget we chose not to stand...and live here in our make believe land!
- Kissing Nick while he's still asleep and getting that smile out of him. Why? Because he's unconscious, and that happiness is so genuine.
- Pasta. Big weakness.
- Go Girls with Nattie. It's the ultimate girly bonding experience, and I don't feel cheesy or lame or teeny-bopper for doing it. Our conversations just...put things in perspective. And that wonderfully fruity, >5 calorie drink just brings it all together.
- Supernatural (the tv series).
- Vodka. It's the only alcohol I haven't tired of, and it has so much mixing potential.
- Driving. Anytime I need to let anything out, whether it's happiness or frustration, driving just...puts me in the mood to deal with it.
- Paydays. Best days ever.
- Sex, cuddling, and then a cigarette. The three just...complete one another. Granted, I'm convinced that the person I do that with has a lot to do with it, but...they just...make my night.
- Nick in general. The boy just...knows how to make me smile. Inherently. No effort needed. He's Happiness personified.
Showing 1 - 5. [ Next ]
love



