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gardening

17 Tuesday Oct 2017

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He lay thinking of his day
of her
remembering her in the garden
pruning roses
of the short dress riding up her thighs
of her panties clinging to her butt
he remembered hugging her tightly
as her breasts pressed hard into his chest
toward evening he noticed her slit
sitting flush in her panties centre
as her dress lifted briefly in the breeze

The children were reading next door in the cabin
aside the warm fireplace
embers crackling before burning into the night
her cheekbones nestled into his neck
I just want to sleep
she whispered softly
he stirred
not wanting to to make noise with the children nearby
before reaching across to find her gorgeous breasts
I just want to sleep
she repeated

He lay back
before thoughts of her breasts
her cheekbones
her neckline
her panties
thighs
butt and eyes
overtook him
he captivated and held onto the image of her slit
the vision of her panties
riding high into her tunnel

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Lowering his hand he kneaded out his cock
so long and rock hard
as if a steel bar had been inserted through his centre
opening his legs slightly
careful not to make a sound
he began thrusting back and forth
moving with heated pleasure
he had to let it out
he thrust his hand higher
up around his throbbing knob
it felt like a fire was burning through his veins
his torso was tight strong and firm
within moments her fingers massaged his balls
then wandered around his ass
he stroked even harder
along his massive pole
fingers strangling the length
as she gently massaged his hole

My cunts wet darling
she whispered in his ear
my cunt’s so wet darling
put it inside me dear
and with that he ripped her pants
further down her legs
before jumping high above her spread
then thrusting his heat inside
high inside her warmth
searching high within her walls
there it is
he said
as his pre-cum found her juice
wetting his burning passion
with his fire cutting loose
fuck you turn me on
she said
as he gushed and shot then moaned
squirting out his love for her
as if no one was home

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You just needed a hole for your cock she said
softly in his ear
whispering I’ve missed you darling
for the children not to hear
before opening her legs even wider
to take him one more time
enjoying his extra length
as he came once more inside
then laying upon his back
drowning in her scent
he smiled as another day with her
was another day well spent

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the LA hills at night

25 Tuesday Apr 2017

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the doorman held the chain back to let us through
my long legs slid across the back seat of our cab
your blond hair fell over my shoulder blades as you began to doze
within moments we had left the city lights behind
the LA hills began to appear in the distance
watching over the now sprawling metopolis that lay below
readjusting my hand bag I noticed a faint droplet on my panties front
the navy blue moistened with my excitement
with us sucking on Tequila
then jiving together on the floor
as the clubs dj jammed through another cool Friday
your black leather pants had recharged me
I still had some fuel in the tank

I could see you undressing as I slid from my short dress
I’m out
you called from the bedroom
within seconds you would be asleep
I needed to move quickly
to catch you before your slumber
guiding you into my mouth
I could feel your breathing slow
yet as I worked up and down your shaft
gently fondling your sack
then softly released my tongue
to encircle your tightening crack
I could feel your manhood harden
as your head began to stir
I wasnt going to miss this opportunity
my kitty needed to purr

Sliding my long legs now forward
my heels still in tact
I slid aside my navy blue panties
and straightened my lengthening back
then opening my dance tired thighs
I straddled over your knob
slowly lowering my pussy
I could feel myself slither and slide
as the head of your long cock touched me
farther then farther inside
leaning forward to kiss you
then arching now further back
I ebbed and flowed as you moaned
stopping briefly to finger my crack

The pleasure now all to intense
I spasmed with an orgasmic rush
falling back on our bed
as my slit continued to gush
Don’t leave me lover
you whispered
Where has my blond baby gone?
as you played with your now hungry rod
keen for me to play along

Spent and pulsating I returned
to suck on your anxious cock
in then out of my mouth
then up toward the roof of my throat
with my hand now clasping at the base
and my tongue penetrating the eye
I could feel your hot veins throbbing
your legs tighten beneath your sigh
within seconds your juice had exploded
as I fought to keep your shaft in
squirming and fighting in ecstasy
releasing upon my chin
before I finally reeled your knob back
to squirt within the walls of my flesh
gorgeous thick creamy bursts
of lust then juice filled with cum
licking the final droplets
before softly tonguing your bum

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I could hear you quietly sleeping
as I opened our door to the to the night
with my vodka lime and soda
fueling me again with delight
stretching back on our deck chair
I thought as the morning sun
climbed slowly above the hills
of how lucky we’d become
to have all these moments together
where fun filled with ecstasy
would dance around our lives
lighting a fire within
a passion that burned through our soul

I longed for today’s new moments
the vodka now smooth and crisp
licking my lips of your scent
I could taste myself in between
relaxed, in love and content
as the sun awoke on my scene

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wetting my treasures chest

20 Thursday Apr 2017

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Hearing heels crash
from high above the timber floor
lying straight I fingered
then sucked on the vodka’s straw
untying cotton buttons
from bottom to the top of my shirt
exposing my flat firm torso
to ocean breeze above my skirt
leaning slowly beside me
he unzipped the garment free
releasing all of the tension
to slowly undress me
gently unstrapping the bra
his lips caressed my breast
pleasuring my alcohol fuelled body
wetting my treasures chest

 

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As I slid away my panties
to part my legs with ease
he lowered his warm long fingers
to sighs and mouthing please
finger me darling
I whispered
finger my thirsty hole
fuck me with your fingers
slice open my hungry slit
finger fuck me my love
as I rub my throbbing clit
then with two fingers thrusting in my cunt
and one at the opening of my bum
I spasmed and writhed above the ocean
my juices began to come
to drench his long hard fingers
squirting upon my inner thighs
loving his firm hard fucking
the fire within his eyes

As kneeling high before me
he stroked down his now long shaft
above his pulsating ridge
as I gently fingered his ass
then licked at his cum filled sack
longing for him to splash his cream
beneath my landing strips crack
opening my pussy lips wide
I could feel the cum explode
give it to me
I screamed
shoot me with your load
spraying and spurting he continued
before releasing a final grunt
to fall flat beneath my thighs
at the mouth of my swollen cunt
where I tickled and fingered the opening
teasing my lover some more

I love you darling
I whispered
I love being your sexy blond whore

 

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After the meeting

30 Thursday Mar 2017

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My long legs climbed the steps
their high heels tired and rushed
inside throwing down my keys
wiping some sweat from its brow
pushing away my blond hair
I needed to sit for now
pouring a glass of white
perspiring above my chest
finally removing my glasses
upon the couch I could rest
then stretch my weary legs
to release the ankles of their pain

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On a hot summers afternoon
our meeting now came to mind
slightly opening my legs
as my skirt began to rise
I could feel my panties moisten
above the heat between my thighs
slowly touching my breast
I released the bra from her strap
then lent further back on the couch
spreading my legs now wide
before closing my tired eyes
and slide my fingers inside

The wetness slippery and sweet
as I yearned to enter my slit
I wanted to prolong my pleasure
yet I needed to feed my clit
for the hunger the lust and the swelling
longed for my fingers touch
as my dripping juice drenched opening
wanted me too much

Finally I succumbed to desire
rubbing before thrusting up high
as my hand forced the panties lower
to rest beneath my thigh
fingering and loving my touch
I writhed then silently moaned
gathering my thoughts from our meeting
enjoying being home alone
with beads of sweat upon my breast
finding my torso now damp
breathing somewhat heavier
the inside of my pussy gave way
releasing in a powerful gush
the heat from inside my day

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teenage dream

29 Wednesday Mar 2017

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Late late at night Tash began to stir
perhaps it was the moisture
settling beneath her fur
cupping her face in his hands
he gathered her for a kiss
his tongue filled her with passion
his lips a heavenly bliss
then all of a sudden awake
briefs now twitching at the seam
he hadn’t entered her mouth
t’was but a teenage dream

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Tash’s tan lined breasts
lay smothered on her bed
with her bed lamp now alight
she assessed the confronting mess
before slowly lowering her fingers
to hide within the heat
soaking from her dream
she gently rubbed her feet
embarrassed and somewhat shy
she cried then began to weep

He would never notice her
nor look her in the eye
he was out of her league
she needn’t even try
removing her small wet panties
finding a fresh new towel
to wash away her fantasy
alone in her evening shower

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Once upon a time in the West

14 Wednesday Sep 2016

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It was 4.20 and the store was all but empty. Monday evenings were quiet at this time of year. Summer hadn’t really arrived and late fall was hardly the time to splash out on new lingerie. Well not in this isolated section of the mid-west.

I sat swiveling on the high chair behind the counter. My black shoes were somewhat scuffed. I’d need to clean them before tomorrow’s shift. My brown work skirt was riding up my legs, just briefly exposing the white panties I had worn for two days straight. Pretty rank really. My phone buzzed again. James wanted Pizza tonight, not sushi. “BTW Mom’s at Jane’s tonight we can watch Twilight”, he said.
“Cool”, I replied, as a tall blonde lady in a black and white dress smiled and found her way to my department racks. I had only been in lingerie for three weeks, though having spent six months in sports and swimwear I was enjoying it. There was much more range in intimates, and at least women (or men for that matter) became excited when shopping for their favorite underwear. At 16 being my first year out of school I was luckier than most James’ Mom had reminded me.

“I was lucky to have a job” she had said.

The bell rang and I met the tall blond lady in between the change room and our overseas collection. She was trawling through the Italian “La Perla” range, where the darker colors she said weren’t as suited to her color. I’m more of a pink and red girl she laughed, as the UK “Gossard” range of intimates met her fingertips.

“Have you ever heard of the Triumph range” I suggested? “They have a new “Amourette Collection” that has some pretty pink and red pieces”, I said.

“Let’s have a look” she replied, smiling as we made our way toward the far right hand corner of the store. Her eyes lit up. “Stunning” she said, she quickly pulling two bra’s both pink and red from the rack. “I’m hopeless” she said. “I’m all out of whack. Up top I’m a 34C and downstairs I’m practically a small to medium”, confused as to where she could find the right sized panties.
“If you take the bras into the change room I shall find the matching panties and bring them over to you, if that’s okay”, I suggested, keen to make a sale. Then as I spoke she quickly grabbed a third bra, more of a crimson color from the clothes hanger, and clutching onto the three bras proceeded toward the change room.

“I like to mix and match” she said, arching her long neck back in my direction as I turned, catching a glimpse of her taut ankles, white sandals and pink toenail polish, as she disappeared around the end of aisle 7. Within two minutes I had located the matching Triumph panties. Well the matching colors as it were, the panties the lady had requested were at least two sizes smaller than the bra size she had collected from my racks.

Taking time to gently draw back the change room curtain I slid the panties onto the change room lounge seat. I could see her turning toward me, as she strapped the pink bra up from bend her back, then began pulling it up higher above her breasts, her head lowered to perfect bra placement. Her breasts were large though firm, her nipples a beautiful rich dark pink, pointing in large circles toward my clumsy stance.

“There just on the couch seat” I said, in a shy voice, as I drew the curtain to the change room closed, before sitting behind the change room counter. Within seconds she appeared. She was wearing a pink multistrand necklace and matching wristlet. A Boho Chic look that I hadn’t noticed before.

“Kind of cool”, I thought, for a middle aged Mom, “that is if she was a Mom”, I mused. Walking slowly toward me, with her white sandals still on, I noticed she had chosen the pink bra and the red panties. They looked gorgeous on her, I thought to myself. Simply stunning. The panties I had chosen were perfect. They clung to her thighs though not tightly enough to place pressure upon her crotch, whilst her bum cheeks were covered, and in no way protruding from the pretty red briefs. She threw her head forward, as her long blond hair whisked its way down over her taut torso toward the beautiful red briefs.

Then lifting her head back up and smiling, “how do I look?” She asked.

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“You look wonderful”, I said with an air of unexpected confidence, “absolutely wonderful”.

“How does the size appear?” She questioned, moving closer toward me. Close enough for me to take in the feint scent of “Issay Mayake” that lingered from her presence.

“The 34C is a brilliant fit, well you already knew that”, I answered, whipping up a head of steam (I was on a roll), “and the first thing I noticed as you alighted from the change room was how well the “Triumph” panties fitted you. I must say I was a bit nervous, having chosen them myself, but they look great”, I said.

“Why thank you” she said, as she came in close to me. “You have such eloquent language” she said, “for a small town girl”. “And such beautiful black hair”, she said softly, gently brushing a length of my hair away from my cheekbone.

“Why thank you” I replied, blushing. “No one has ever said that to me before”.

Then leaning forward and whispering in my ear “well now someone has”, she said, before turning to walk back into the change room, her long slender legs reaching all the way to the new red panties, as they clung so beautifully to her tight firm hips. I felt a tingle whistle slowly down through my own torso, in between my ribs, beneath my tender young breasts, a soft release, from somewhere down below, as the feint scent of her “Issay Mayake” perfume lingered in the air around me, lighting up every orifice of my young body, causing me to feel faint myself. Weak at the knees I sat back at the counter, before drawing in a deep breath and returning to sit back behind the change room counter.

Within what seemed like seconds her American Express card had filtered through my card machine, and with her bright red “Triumph” lingerie bag she quickly made her way toward the store exit. “I’ll have to let you out”, I said, “as the store is closing”.

“Thank you so much” she said turning again toward me once more. “What is your name gorgeous girl?” she inquired.

“My name is Jessie”, I said, with a broad smile.

“Well nice to meet you Jessie, I’m a Jessie to, but most of my friend call me Jessica. I might see you again, I’ve just bought a small ranch and am moving in this weekend. I’m not much of a country girl, I might need some tips from a pretty country girl”, she said, as she approached the exit doors.

“I hope you enjoy the Amorette Collection”, I yelled as she walked briskly away down the hallway. “It looks beautiful on you”, I said. It was too late. She had gone.

Locking up the store I went up into the office to flick on the external security cameras. My vision caught the change room camera frame. It was on all day to prevent theft from within the stores change room. I thought for a split second. “I shouldn’t do this”. Then picking up the remote I rewound the change room tape. Sitting now in the dark my eyes wandered through the proceeding twenty minutes of change room vision. There was Jessica, pulling her dress from above her shoulders. Undoing her bra strap. Then turning toward the camera. Before bending over to remove her panties toward her ankles. Exposing the most breathtaking sight I had ever seen in all of my short sixteen years. The most beautiful pink pussy. So warm, so smooth, so pink. Within moments my own fingers had found their way inside my own dirty white panties. Penetrating within the folds of my tender young skin. Rubbing at the wetness that dripped from my snatch. Fingering now furiously as I kicked the door latch. With lights now off I focused further in. Nervous anxious, excited, buried within my sin.

 

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boys

30 Saturday Jan 2016

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so what for you and I now
all left up in the air
my panties all pulled down now
you with out underwear
I thought you wanted honey
some lust then jam and cream
I thought you wanted me now
without the in between

I guess I’ll just pack up then
panties
skirt and all
I guess you just missed out again
we could have had a ball
I’m tired of playing alone boy
I wanted you for fun
and perhaps
yeah
just perhaps maybe
you might have been the one
I guess I must head home now
not even an eat and run
you just missed out again boy
it’s over
before its begun

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Kevin

19 Tuesday Jan 2016

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Finally I reached the bathroom
I was breathing heavily yet I knew no one was around
Kevin looking at me again sent me right off
I quickly pulled my skirt down to my knees
Forcing my panties lower I prised open my slit
rubbing myself I began to feel better
still frustrated and hot I continued toward my clit
before diving inside my wet hole with two fingers
fingering myself recklessly against the bathroom wall
wishing it was Kevin
giving me his all
clutching inside my handbag
to remove my black hairbrush
I slammed into the pink
coming with a gush
fucking myself in a fury
panting and moaning on heat
squirting over my knees
screaming for more brush
opening even further
howling like a whore
sweating inside my thighs
now laughing with delight
If only he’d just take me
take me home tonight

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Pigtails

02 Wednesday Dec 2015

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I tied my pigtails back for you
to open my slender face
my brunette smile opened
to meet your greeting with grace

With blue dress freshly washed
and everything in between
I longed to kiss your sweet lips
hold you within my scene

Yet as I alighted from the bus
I felt somewhat shy and coy
too much dreaming of my lover
longing for my boy

In all that confusion I’d forgotten
to place my pink panties back on
in all that mayhem I’d forgotten
to remember my pretty blue thong

I’m sorry lover forgive me
forgive your pig tailed crush
take me behind the bushes
and make your naughty little girl blush

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