pink lips

Came across this today...couldn't resist posting:

no foreplay
no warning
no sexual energy exchanged
when I unzip your jeans
push them down
toss panties aside
lay you on the side of the bed
spread your pink lips
exposing your clit
slowly circling with my tongue
smelling your excitement
licking just the clit
up and down
two strokes a second
steady rhythm
feeling it grow
throbbing hard
sliding down to enter
tasting you fully
sucking your engorged lips
back to clit
strong relentless tongue
flicking against you
three male fingers enter
so tight and wet
licking, licking, licking
a finger probes your anus
slowly till halfway
feeling your contractions
wanting to cum
needing to cum
pleading to cum
begging to cum
hips like a carnival ride
wanting, needing, pleading, begging
fighting back and losing
surrendering to the wicked tongue

moaning, groaning, screaming
waves of pleasure
tingling of toes and fingertips
nipples ice hard
pussy pushing my fingers out
wetting the bed with cum
turning your over
for a well deserved spanking
a butt warming spanking
intermixed with fingers
sliding inside pink walls
ass cheeks burning
face cheeks blushing
squirming with delight
feeling my cockhead
moving up and down
squishing against wet lips
thrust deep inside
a good healthy fuck
from behind

DAMN! ^_~

and so the day has/had come

...and track back to blog on Monday, March 28, 2005:

It has happend finally, and it was just what needed to be done. I will be moving out next weekend and all that we were is not in limbo anymore. Past 2 weeks, had stomache problems for what was happening. He cried when he told me, I was relieved and tried not to smile with joy. He hates me for being non-chalant about it, but I made sure I let him know why. I told him exactly why this was a good thing, and why I wouldnt fight his decision. This was a month and a week ago...a day after I came back from vacation. What a way to end an already depressing time (i didnt want to come back). So I could have been free to do whatever without guilt, and he knew it for 2 months, and he kept it until i got back. What an asshole.

So then a month from that day, he tells me eh changes his mind...but his explaination is not-so-cleverly conceiled behind a plea of, "i didnt really want to break up. I only said that so that you would listen to me and that we'd address our problems." Guess what Mr. Boo Hoo, YOU are the problem that is addressed. And if you will not see that after I have repeatedly explained it to you, then I guess that preblem will never be address in your eyes. And you will fall into the same trap next relationship. So you are not my problem anymore...especially since you wont be seeing me on a regular basis starting next weekend.

No, no...dont try to butter these biscuits. I'm not listening. It's an empty effort...and seafood is SO the answer to my rumbling belly, but not the answer to us. GOT IT? I dont want you anymore. It's over and you made the first move. Now you will be kicking yourself in the ass now and forever. I loved you, thought I would marry, even have your children. 3 years and you change. Not even...1 and 3/4 year and you already start to distance yourself. Remember the last 2 times we had sex? nearly 2 years ago? Do you remember not being present? Do you remember forgetting that it was an effort of us both and not just a moment to bust a nut and roll over? Did you forget it required Love and Passion...not just Lust and Urge and...Hormones?

What happend to you? Why did you stop caring? I'm not your stress punching bag. I am not something you use to "help yourself out". and dont you ever EVER ask me to blow you because you think I should learn, you sick fuck!

...and so that's what I've been up to for the past couple months.

[note: Mr. Boo Hoo has been changed to protect their current existence]