Spunk @ 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.

Well, now it's official, I am totally invested in wildly enjoying my last year in the 40's and the next decade. I have joined a "Vaudeville/Burlesque Troop" that is made up of a wild and crazy group of people ranging from drag queens to leather freaks. I am doing a "Mae West" act and it is going to be sooooo ... much fun. My daughter does some of the 50's singing queens like Patsy Cline, Connie Francis and now also Tracy from "Hairspray".

Now, of course it is a unique contrast to my other lives, the Health Professional, the Buddhist, and the Activist/Hippy. But then I LOVE my life of contrasts, there is never a dull moment, always something to learn, tons of challenges, and most of all it's exciting.

I was talking about this to my fellow colleague and shrink yesterday. In the Emergency Dept., particularly the Psych Assessment Unit, we never, at least in recent recall, see people whose lives are filled with energy, activity, and excitement. We don't see people that Canoe, run, climb, sing, act, meditate, take journeys to volunteer in impoverished places, seek adventures, write books .... the list goes on. It's an interesting observation that those individuals seem to find healthy ways to deal with life and it's suffering. Somehow they accept life's pain into their path and make it a challenge and another hurdle to overcome, and they succeed. Those folks don't seem to come here wanting to take Overdoses of Tylenol, wanting tranquilizers to numb out, or seeking someone and someplace to just take care of them.

I realize we all, despite our outlook on life, have times we need a little help, (myself included), and do need to ask for it. I'm not referring such folks, I am thinking about the ones I see, sometimes more than once a week, who are so easily overwhelmed that the smallest event has them calling 911 and looking to Psychiatry for a quick fix.

So many others who work at making their lives fulfilling and dedicated have figured out that pondering the problem while taking out the Kyack, running, having tea with a friend, praying, or volunteering will be much more successful and satisfying. They have figured out that to solve and conquer a problem, to view it as a challenge to be answered, fills them with wisdom that they can carry forth to the next situation. Each time gets easier in some ways, because with each success one knows it can be overcome. This is the way I think healing occurs.

Therefore as a way to add another dimension to my already interesting life, I've decided I need more FUN. What could be more fun that taking a spunky, daring, woman I have always admired and add her into my own spirit ? So I've had my hair changed to a funky platinum color and am putting together some costumes and a great act. I hope to have it ready for a late October performance. Pulling it all together is a process, and a new challenge in creativity. Performing in such a way will be a whole new experience, though I have done lots of public speaking, and LOVE an audience, this will definately challenge my extraverted self.

I'll keep you posted  as I move along the highway to laughter.... and post pictures as I pull "Mae" together.

Be sure to "come up & see me sometime"

Namaste

Heather