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But then again, let’s get naked
Posted:Mar 22, 2020 5:11 pm
Last Updated:Mar 26, 2020 7:11 am

You know, maybe I take it all back, what I said earlier about not having sex in an effort to participate in social isolation and distancing. In this crazy mixed up world that we are living in, what do we even have left? What else is there besides pleasure? Who knows if this is truly a pandemic or if we are at the mercy of a government and new world order trying to control us? I’m not negating the pandemic, mind you. People are indeed dying after all. But the government knew this months ago and did nothing. Where was the concern months ago for our safety? Where was the solution to the world’s health problems? Why was no one in charge of handling it when it was in the beginning stages? No, I can’t answer these questions today in this piece, nor do I want to debate who’s at fault and what’s at stake. Be healthy. Wash your hands. Pay attention to your body. Get plenty of sleep. Eat your vegetables. Expect more from your government. Make it work for you instead of allowing it to control you. Ask questions that make people think. Be grateful for what you have and protect those who have not. And when the feeling hits you and you have someone who wants to spend some time...just grab him by the hand and say “let’s get naked.” The world with all its questions and diseases and death will still be here tomorrow, so find the joy where you can.
Damn you, social distancing!
Posted:Mar 22, 2020 8:27 am
Last Updated:Mar 23, 2020 3:47 pm

I still get and go to work every day. My field is one of the essential ones, and I’m not unhappy. I love what I do, and I love being needed. However, because it’s business as usual for , I likely let down my guard in other aspects. But after lecturing my parents, , staff, and about their safety, it’s time to take care of my own. I am turning down sex today. I know many of you are, too, so I am not going to whine about it. Instead, I’m just going to make it clear that I definitely regret this missed opportunity. I mean, I’m not giving mediocrity. I’m giving a repeat performance of the other day, when my body was completely under his control to play with and enjoy. When my pussy dripped and my tight little ass received and welcomed him. I’m giving multiple orgasms and the almost guaranteed chance to spray my juices over his pretty little face. I will stay at home today instead of going to meet him. I will insert my own little girl hands into myself along with every toy in my collection, but it just won’t be the same. Damn you, social distancing, and damn you, virus wreaking havoc over the world. May medical science swoop in and restore safety and good health to of us everywhere.
I must have ‘play with my naked pussy in public’ written all over my face
Posted:Mar 19, 2020 9:04 pm
Last Updated:Mar 20, 2020 8:57 am

It was different than yesterday
Different face, hands, mouth, approach, location
Yet somehow the result was the same
My naked wet pussy was played with until I was gasping for air.
His kisses were sweeter, his lips were luscious
He made me want him
Yet I didn’t expect him to take it from me
I thought I was going home to play with myself
Until he unhooked my bra
Then told me to slide my pants down for him
And suddenly, there I was again
Almost completely exposed
Aroused and ready for him to touch me
And when he did, the excitement overtook me
And I couldn’t stop myself from spreading my thighs for him, my legs thrown upon the dashboard, visible to any passersby
The only thing hiding me was the buildup of steam on his windows and the approaching darkness
And then when it was over, he said the words I long to hear
He called me a good girl And it made me smile
And want him all over again
And that was only the beginning
Posted:Mar 18, 2020 7:05 pm
Last Updated:Mar 25, 2020 11:59 pm

He removed my clothing and laid me down in his backseat
And then his lips and tongue went to work.
Wetness abounded
The shudders and sighs and moans and screams
came in wave after delightful wave
And that was only the beginning
He flipped me over and placed me on my hands and knees
His fingers made their way inside me
My pussy was filled
And suddenly there was the sensation of double penetration
Something new
Something startling
Something exciting
His tongue still lapping away at my clit
A second orgasm overtook me
He kissed me afterward, and I thanked him
But still, that was only the beginning
I found myself twisted and turned
Kissed, sucked, stroked, and satisfied
And again
He watched me
Learned me
Listened to me
And then he told me there was more
That if I would only allow
There could be so much more
Hours and orgasms
And touches later
And the dam finally burst
Liquid fire erupted from deep within me
And that was only the beginning.
What I learned today and then some
Posted:Mar 18, 2020 4:47 pm
Last Updated:Mar 20, 2020 6:53 am

Today, I learned I can absolutely be naked and on display, but I’m going to want to shield my face...not because I’m ashamed but because I’m terribly shy. Today, I learned that I fit quite nicely in the back of a Passport, not that I think car sex is acceptable for someone my age. Today, I learned that even though I definitely prefer a cock, the combination of fingers and tongue do wonders for my pussy, cause multiple orgasms, and allow someone to explore my pussy and know what to do to satisfy it. Today, I learned that my g-spot is really accessible. Today, I learned that I absolutely can and do squirt. I thought I had in the past, but now, I’m really, really sure. Today, I learned that all of this was possible in a public parking lot during this alternate reality caused by the Coronavirus because the world is too busy to notice a car and the people in it.

Today, I also verbalized things I already know...I say one thing and absolutely mean another sometimes. It becomes up to my partner to gauge my reaction. If I tell you I don’t like something but my body is clearly enjoying itself, keep going! Also, I get really, really wet.

Thank you...and you’re welcome.

PS. I think I found a compromise to the nipples question.
Nipples everywhere...but here.
Posted:Mar 16, 2020 12:35 pm
Last Updated:Mar 27, 2020 7:30 pm

I have been really dedicated not showing my nipples on here and elsewhere. It’s kind of been my thing. I have shown cleavage pics that leave little the imagination and pics with my hands covering my breasts. What I haven’t done is shown off my nipples. All of a sudden, though, I’ve become an exhibitionist. There are tits flying everywhere with nipples on full display. There are videos with me pouring oil on them, wearing clothes pins, suction cups, and even naked and exposed and unadorned. I’m not quite sure I am ready display these videos yet...mainly because I’m not sure how they will be received, but also because I do like the mystery and intrigue. Nevertheless, I will likely continue make the videos because it’s pretty fun and slightly addictive. It’s also a great diversion during this time of fear and uncertainty. Hmmmm, be safe, be well, share a video.
Why bother resisting what you know you want
Posted:Feb 29, 2020 1:46 pm
Last Updated:Mar 21, 2020 2:45 pm

I absolutely did not want to sleep with him.
We were practically strangers
The timing was wrong
I was willing to communicate with him
But I wasn’t ready to go home with him
But he coaxed and cajoled and called to me with this primal yell
that said “get over here before I come and drag you”
So I went to him
Allowing him to touch and tease and kiss and stroke and fondle
until he took me to the point of no return
It was only then that he disrobed
When I was beyond all resistance
When I no longer had the desire to be reasonable
Then I could feel his hardness pressing into my thigh
I could feel the pre-cum
On my hand when I touched him
He resumed touching me but made no move to go further
Impressing upon me that I did really want him
That I had been wrong to try to resist him
Finally, he hovered over me.
His cock resting just beyond my now eager pussy
I tried to maneuver him
But he resisted me until I was all but begging him to take me
Finally he filled me
Sliding into my wetness
Claiming me for his own
Taking what he needed but giving too
The night wore on and ended with repeat performances
My only regret was in not going to him sooner
I had my doubts
Posted:Feb 28, 2020 5:38 pm
Last Updated:Mar 20, 2020 7:25 pm

Not every detail needs to be written. It’s not important to know that he grabbed me the hand, led me to the mirror, and stood close behind me with his arms wrapped around me as he pointed out all the things he thought were beautiful about me. It’s not important to tell you that we stood there until I was willing to accept there was beauty to be seen. But these things set the tone the evening. I told him I deserved a back rub having to put up with such torture, and I kicked off shoes, took off shirt, laid down on the bed and was as comfortable with him as someone I’ve known for a lifetime, though we didn’t know each other at all. The details of the sex weren’t important, either. I’m not going to explain who put what where and how it tasted or felt though I will say it was pretty damn good.

But what was important is that someone found me desirable even though I believed it would never happen again. It’s important to know that nipples are fun to play with and body is worthy of attention and pussy still stays sopping wet and that a man didn’t just want to fuck me and leave but fucked me once, twice, and a third time, though I didn’t think I had the power to entice anyone even once anymore. And it’s absolutely important to know that I am capable of being exposed and naked and fondled and kissed and stroked and pleased and pleasing because I thought those days had come and gone, but maybe they’re just getting started. And maybe as I delve deeper into own hidden desires the stories will become worthy of being written.
At Home That Night
Posted:Feb 23, 2020 8:15 pm
Last Updated:Mar 31, 2020 12:59 pm

I have flashbacks of that night. Some of the moments were breathtaking and some were awkward. I knew early on I wanted to touch you. I remembered asking if I could help you rub the soreness of your neck and shoulder. You obliged, and there were those minutes where I sat behind you, longing to place my hands on your bare skin but satisfied enough to touch you through your shirt. It was a ploy to get you to touch me back...would it work? Time would tell. So much yet so little happened in the space of an hour. I smile at the reminder of seeing you turn your perfect little ass from me as you grabbed your rope. From my vantage point on my knees, I was at eye level. You sure know how to fill your jeans. But my favorite part, the one that makes my heart melt, is the remembrance of how I was kneeling before you as you sat back in your seat. My hands were resting on your thighs. Even through the thick material, I could feel your strength and your heat. And you didn’t stop me. You didn’t tell me I couldn’t touch you. You didn’t tell me my hands belonged at my sides or behind my back. For as long as I kneeled there, my hands were touching you. And they’ve never felt more at home.

It’s those things, those moments with you that I long to recreate and replicate. I long to see you again. More than I expected. I want to pursue all my fantasies and longings. I want you to allow me to put my hands all over your body. I want to feel that sense of belonging and of being at home with you.
The New Car Challenge
Posted:Feb 20, 2020 7:39 am
Last Updated:Feb 21, 2020 3:39 am

I bought a car last week as many of you know. In the midst of negotiations and deciding what I wanted, I also chatted with someone, who knew where I was and took great delight in making me blush and giggle (yes, I still giggle like a little girl; it’s adorable). I am not a blusher, though, so my hat’s off to him for his skill. One of the things he said to me was that I should celebrate my new car by taking pics for him...maybe one with the girls free and atop the steering wheel. Really? Me? Do that? Have you not noticed there are no nudes of me anywhere?

I did make a fully clothed video for him of me talking about the fact that I could not make it work logistically and what I could do as a substitute. While he thought the video was cute, it was not what he wanted, so he sent me back to try again. He gave me pointers on how to make it work. With this ever increasing desire to please him, I put on my best red lipstick, took off my shirt, and went to my car. I pushed the seat back, climbed in, started recording, and knelt in the front seat as he suggested. I could not make it work still, though I now know for certain the horn works. What ensued was a recording of me playing with my wayward tits, stimulating my nipples, and laughing at the ridiculousness of the the situation, as I tried to make my large breasts cooperate in a compact car. I was all the more pleased with myself because in spite of my failure, I knew I would amuse him and cause him to smile.

I thought I would delete the video as soon as I sent it to him. I’ve since decided to keep it. I could do without the images, but the sound of my voice and my own amusement are captured in a minute of carefree woman- delight, which cannot occur often enough.
If I Had The Words
Posted:Feb 18, 2020 11:02 am
Last Updated:Feb 19, 2020 2:28 am

If I had the words I would tell you
How you somehow captured my imagination on that very first day
How it didn’t even take meeting you to know I was bound for trouble
If I had the words I’d tell you that I think about you daily
I wonder if you are somewhere safe
If you’re happy
If you’re giving your attentions to someone else
And if you ever think about me
If I had the words I would ask you to come back
To hurry
To not linger any longer on adventures in the world
But to instead embark on a new one with me
If I had the words I’d tell you that I long to explore with you
To kiss your lips
To taste your body
To listen to you breathe
To feel your hands touching me
To have you fill me with your own need
If I had the words I would tell you that I know it makes no sense
But I need you in my life
But I don’t have the words
All I have is the feeling
The ever growing feeling
That I may never see you again
That I am destined to feel this ache inside me
That began the moment you first spoke to me
And doesn’t seem to dissipate with time or distance or silence from you.
Different Paths and New Things
Posted:Feb 17, 2020 5:17 am
Last Updated:Feb 17, 2020 6:42 pm

I bought a new car yesterday. I went to the dealership with specific ideas in mind, yet I wound up with something I hadn’t planned on buying. The biggest departure is the color. I absolutely wanted a blue car. I always want blue. Everything I have is blue. Blue eyes, blue glasses, lots of blue clothing, a blue head, and my car I left behind was blue. This car is gray...there are hints of blue, but it’s gray. However, I walked on my back porch to look down at my car this morning and smiled. It’s not what I expected, but it’s absolutely beautiful just the .

I think the biggest thing I’m dealing with in the afterglow/buyer’s remorse mixture at the moment is that I let someone lead me in a direction, and I followed. I was given key information that was designed to turn me on, and I think I forgot all the things I thought I wanted. What does that say about me? It’s an internal struggle I’m having. I want to be in control of everything, but I want to experience things that take away my control. I want to satisfy my own immediate needs and wants and have always been stubbornly resistant to anyone else’s input about what would be good for me, even if I would benefit from this information. Yet, suddenly I’m finding myself wanting to allow myself the luxury and pleasure of letting someone else be in control to satisfy me even if his methods would have never been my own.

So, today I have a new car. It’s not blue, but it’s beautiful just the , and I have a world of experience ahead of me that might not be what I expected, but it will be beautiful just the .
This could take a while. ;)
Posted:Feb 12, 2020 7:16 pm
Last Updated:Feb 28, 2020 3:17 am

I want you to come here
and teach me everything you know.
Your mind is brilliant and exciting
Your thoughts are rare
I’m honored to be in your presence
But be certain I am listening and learning
My mind wanders to your beauty
When I should be focused on your knowledge instead
Quiz me for understanding
Test me for comprehension
Challenge me for depth
I want to be with you where you are
to have my limits stretched
My boundaries expanded
I want to learn everything you have to offer
Be patient with me as I grow
As I struggle to be the best I can be
Your capacity seems limitless
Share with me your knowledge
Help me to be a better me
Teach me everything you know

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