It's just a kiss...Nsfw (Not suited for work)

N. s. f. w. (Not suited for work)

Shhhhh....

Close your eyes and lay back...

As she lays back i slowly remove the rest of her clothing from her body...

Leaving her heels on...

Her legs are so soft that i don't wanna take my hands off them...

As i get her Lacy boy shorts off i walk my finger tips up her thighs...

She shivers in excitement...

Still in the kneeling position i kiss her shin...

Lightly grazing my tongue up her smooth leg to her knee...

softly kiss her knee and continue up her leg...

she moans in delight as i reach the v in her waist with a soft nibble...

hands and tongue moving at the same time i caress her body...

tongue across the waistline...

semi counter clock wise circles with fingertips on her supple breast...

slowly down the inside of the opposite thigh with my tongue...

hands gently outlining her hourglass figure..

a slight flick of the tongue...

her hips raise almost a foot off the bed...

the veins in her neck pulsate...

her breathing gets deeper...

her moaning gets louder...

my hands join my tongue...

her hips begin to rotate...

she grabs my head...

her back is off the bed...

legs contracting...

she losing control...

shaking lightly at first...

then she erupts into a convulsion...

her breathing subsides...

her body goes limp...

i slowing withdraw...

return to a kneel...

Put her clothes on...

kiss her cheek...

whisper in her ear it's just a kiss...

I Leave.

Wednesdays War-The gift and the Curse

So i have these problems but honestly i don't know if they're problems ... i think they're gifts but they seems to be curses... #1 See i have this innate ability to bring emotions in people out... example: One of my best friends in the whole world had never been able to speak her heart to anyone when she's frustrated about something no one would ever know, when she feels bad about something no one would never know when she doesn't like something or someone no one would ever know... and some how she manages to be the most cheerful, loving, easy going, person i know (lack of stress)... but not to long ago i asked why... and when i ask why i mean i ask WHY to the Nth degree... "Why cant you express yourself what makes speaking your heart so difficult...?" I haven't ever bitten my tongue for anyone, i don't beat around the bush, and i definitely don't lead people to believe one thing and it's really another.... I guess cause i despise fakeness and fake people. And at first she was like i don't know!!! i don't know!!! but i wouldn't let up SO she broke down being that I'm her best friend it wasn't hard for her to express herself to me. Now she's brand new (kind of bitchy) but hey she's keeping it real... (gift or curse)

#2 To me what you say means a lot... I'm a words person i understand words very well I'm a listener.. I'm attentive even when I'm not engaged I'm listening and watching interactions around me (people watcher)... example You say well jag I feel like this but you mean you feel like that and the way you said it is as if you mean it like this so i take it like this and not like that and you get mad... SAY WHAT YOU MEAN AND MEAN WHAT YOU SAY... (gift or curse?)

I digress, as i said before i always ask why? Because to me there's a reason for everything...(gift or curse?)

Another problem i have is with Hypothetical questions and statements (IF questions)i tend to hypothetically answer them and it seems to make people upset. (if... if... was a fifth we'd all be drunk) exxxxample... planning a trip (scenario) IF I would have remembered then we could have went there...my response... "Well you didn't so what are we doing???" In that sentence I'm not being a smart ass I'm just saying we can only go with what is real not Hypothetical... (gift or curse?)

Do you think these are gifts or curses?
Or am i just an asshole

Touch me Touch you Tuesday art of connection (repost)

From the moment i laid eyes on her i knew she was perfect for me. The depths at which i could see her soul was deeper than any other woman I've ever met. She'd speak and I'd shiver. She'd stare and I'd immediately shy. Not only was she beautiful on the outside but here spirit was strong, caring, loving, and beautiful also at the same time....these are just moments of madness in my mind...I'm sitting on the bed as she walks in the bedroom with her satin nightie and seductively pushes me back on the bed as i fall backwards my mind wonders off. It felt like i was watch a love scene in a movie. She began to kiss me, i could feel her heart pound through every motion with her tongue she slowly moved to my right ear and asked "do you like that baby?" yes, i love it i replied as she moved from my neck to my chest i could feel her hand caress my thighs. Her hands and her head met in the same position on my body at the same time she began to suck slowly on my love using her hand to guide her. I didn't want to enjoy this to much so i reach down and pull her up for a kiss right before she kissed me she says... "I want you to make love to me"and it sent chills through my body so i immediately lean up and kissed her. We switched positions gracefully i could really sense the passion in the air it just felt so right so beautiful, so emotional as i put my love in i felt her body relax and her heart skip a beat...we danced this dance all night long changing positions share words of passion... even though this was the first time we had ever made love it was far better than any other sexual experience I've had the passion, the emotion, and i can say we mastered the art of connection.....

'Athazagoraphobia"

ssssssooooo i think this is the real reason i started this blog

"Athazagoraphobia"- Fear of being forgotten or ignored or forgetting.

Yeah... yeah... yeah... i know that knowing the problem is half the battle but I've come to the conclusion that this is a major war not a battle and my down fall is I've paired that the fear of being alone O gosh... Yeah you can make that face again...

i absolutely hate being ignored and sometimes I'm not even being ignored i just have a major issue with longquiettimespansnomusicalone i think its called Solitaire....People say Patience is a virtue and i agree cause i have patience actually i have lots of patience... example people cut me off on the E-way (expressway) and i don't flip out even though i wanna play bumper cars with them or see if they know sign language ya know.... i dunno it's just weird... I don't know if i got a twin out there somewhere or something but i feel real abandon when i text someone, bbm someone, email someone, or call someone and i don't get a response back.. example like hey i like your new profile picture <- me sending text-> yeah thanks <-then returning the message-> so hows your day<-me sending text three seconds later->_____________<- them not responding .... am i crazy or should there be a OK but I'm busy notification right there... lol... i dunno maybe I'm just weird.

So i said that to say this i talk to myself when there is no one to talk to... but i do it on here.. does that make me crazy?