Welcome To My Secret Spot


Ok, so it's not so secret--but it should be Top Secret Classified information-because I'm taking you through the dark, craggy, crevices of my dirty mind-sharing with you the sweet and the sordid thoughts, dreams, and stories that play themselves out in my head( and occasionally in real life). Sit back and relax--forget about the day's troubles and join my journey of debauchery. This blog is not for the kiddies, so if you are under the age of 18-be gone.

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Sunday, May 31, 2009

She Is....(Part 2)

Her eyes snapped open and she bit her bottom lip as she dug her nails deeper into the fleshy cheeks of my ass and whispered “I’ve waited all day for you to fuck me…please…” and her voice trailed off into a raspy breath.

 

I lowered my head and traced her parted lips with the warm tip of my tongue, her tongue darting out sweetly to meet mine and we are once again caught up. As we kiss I slide my arms from beneath her shoulders and move my hands to her thighs, caressing her smooth, incredibly soft skin downward, to the bend of her knees as I maneuver her legs, guiding them back to her chest and opening her to me—she complies willingly, holding exactly the position I place her in.

 

I look down at her, my eyelids heavy with passion as I brace myself above her and grind against her wetness. She grips my forearms for leverage as the weight of my body presses into her, our swollen clits throbbing, pulsing as the blood rushes to our genitals as demanded by our unfathomable need. Oh God….she’s so…soft…so hot, steam is practically rising off her mound. I melt into her pussy, my eyes closing as the emotion of the moment overwhelms me, and a sudden heated gush weeps from the depths of my sex. Mmmmm shiiiiiiiiiittttt girl. I sucked in a sharp, hissing breath.

 

I open my eyes and raise myself up just enough to look down between us, to see a clear, clinging strand of wetness joining us together.  That little strand catching the stray beams of light in the room and glistening like a sunlit drop of dew dripping in slow motion from one flower to another.

 

I push her legs back farther, lining myself up with precision as my back arches and I push back into her, grinding my wetness into the softness of her pussy as the muscles in my back rippled, the cheeks of my ass tensing then relaxing as my relentlessly thumping clit seeks refuge in her warmth.

 

She began making the most rousing, animalistic noises as I fucked her, each roll of my hips stronger, more insistent than the last as her walls milked my clit. My breasts rest against the backs of her thighs, my hardened nipples stabbing into her creamy flesh as our bodies rocked.  Our position seemed to change, unnoticed, until her legs were once again wrapped around my back, the heels of her feet spurring me deeper as she locked her ankles and began thrusting back against me, meeting every grind of my hips with impeccable  rhythm.

 

I gripped the sheets on either side of her, my head dropping briskly…my mouth sealing to her neck, my teeth sinking into her tender flesh as a growl stirs in the back of my throat….I was so, so close—but no, not yet…she felt too damn good, just a little longer….I could feel her thighs quivering as she tried to keep me as deep inside her as possible. My nectar oozed endlessly into her, mixing with hers and causing our bodies to move together as effortlessly as two sheets of silk.

 

My body began to tighten as the noises Lexi was making pushed me closer to the edge….she began to whisper, ragged, broken whispers as I moved forcefully into her—“please…p-please” she licked her way up the side of my neck to my ear, nibbling softly before finishing her sentence “cum inside me”….her fingers traced over the scratches on my back, trailing once again down to my ass and pulling me into her with all her strength…I met her fragmented pleas enthusiastically, slipping my arms back beneath her shoulders and holding her tightly as my pace quickens, the pressure of my mound bearing down on her aching clit as I fill her up with everything that is me—masculine, feminine, and all those fine lines in between—faster…faster….a sheen of sweat begins to accumulate on both of us—harder…..”unnnhhhh yesssssss!!!” Lexi gasped, her back arching like a bow as her body tenses –as she began to cum she dug her nails so deep into the cheeks of my ass, I could feel distinctly each crescent shaped gouge in my skin as she bathed my clit with exuberant squirts of wetness and at that moment the dam of passion gave way to a flood of molten honey.

 

 “Fuuuuccckkkkk!” was all I could manage to utter as I erupt—spilling my cum, my love, my undying desire into Lexi’s still contracting pussy….I drop my head to kiss Lexi deeply, to muffle the sound of my moans as every advance of my hips seems to send another heated gush flowing into her—she holds onto me tightly, clinging to me as she keeps her ass lifted off the mattress, pushing up to me and milking my clit until the very last drop of my juices drained into her.

 

Gradually Lexi’s body began to soften, to relax and mine soon followed suit…our sweaty, sticky bodies melding into one another to the point where it was difficult to deciper where I end and she began. I laid my head on her breast, listening to the quick but steady beat of her heart as she slid her fingers through my soaking wet hair, coaxing me lovingly into a deep sleep with but one thought in my mind….She. Is. Art.

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She Is.....(Part 1)

It was 3:43 A.M. as I crept as silently as possible through the front door of our apartment. I had to work late and I knew that she would be sleeping soundly by the time I arrived home. I sat my black leather backpack just inside the door and bolted the door locked behind me as I made my way to the kitchen for some caffeine…it had been a long day and I just needed a little pick me up—caffeine has never had the attribute of keeping me from sleeping so I didn’t worry that it may rev me up too much…I could sleep easily after four cups of coffee, no problem.  I settled on a Pepsi though, it was too damn late to brew coffee.

 

I glanced over the first couple of pages of the newspaper lying on the counter as I chugged the cold Pepsi down. None of the headlines particularly caught my eye and an unexpected sigh heaved it’s way from my chest as I stood up straight, finished my pepsi, crushed the can and tossed it into the trashcan three fourths of the way across the kitchen. I gave myself a faux stadium cheer as I do every single time I get a “basket”. I turned on my heel and wandered around the apartment for a few moments, looking for something to entertain myself while I wound down enough to go to bed. Shit. Nothing on TV. The computer is broken. The newspaper was just more repetitious drudgery.

 

I decided to go look in on my girlfriend of three years, Lexi. Lexi is my heart. She caught my eye in the market the day we met.  She was strolling through the fresh fruits and vegetables—taking her time making her choices…inspecting each fruit she picked up with a scrutinizing eye, searching for nothing less than perfection in her fruit selection of the day.  I stood off to the side and watched her curiously, my eyes sparkling with hints of amusement as I watched the beautiful woman caress, fondle, grope, squeeze, sniff, and assess each piece of fruit she touched until she found the “right one”, that one lucky piece that met her approval and met with the destiny of being consumed by her.

 

The silhouette of her body was absolutely perfect…the kind of perfect that is either artificial…or simply art. She was art. I walked over to her, chatted her up and we’ve been together ever since. She is my destiny…I’ve known it from the moment I saw her.

 

The door of the bedroom creaked as I turned the knob and entered the room, my footsteps light—my movements slow and quiet as I continued to creep with the intent of not waking her. I stood at the door for a moment, my eyes adjusting to the darkness and then coming to rest on the figure lying on the bed. The street lights were beaming softly through the mini blinds, casting an ethereal pattern of abstract lines across the body beneath the sheets. One beam of light lined up with Lexi’s sleeping eyes…spotlighting them in the darkness.  She looked more beautiful than ever.  A wisp of her raven hair cascaded across her cheek, seeming to frame the picture of her eyes.  

 

I stared at her silently for the longest time, watching her sleep…listening to every gentle breath that she took…noting how the sheets would rise and fall with each inhale and exhale. I couldn’t resist the urge to go over to her and kiss her tenderly as she slept, sweeping that wisp of raven hair away from her face as I leaned to press my lips lovingly to her forehead. Despite my best efforts not to wake her,  she began to stir, her sleepy eyes opening slowly. I whispered “shhhhh baby, go back to sleep, I didn’t mean to wake you” as I slid my fingers through her silken hair. She smiled and said, in her still half asleep, cracking voice “I’ve been thinking about you all day today…I tried to wait up for you but I just couldn’t make it”and she giggled, the sweetest, almost childlike giggle. I couldn’t help but to smile. She always knew exactly what to say to make me feel good. To make me feel loved, needed, appreciated.

 

I leaned down to kiss her one more time as my heart swelled with happiness, with gratitude that I was lucky enough to have such an incredible lady. I caressed her cheek as my lips brushed against hers, pausing for a moment to breathe her into me as I feel her fingers slide through my hair and pull me down to her. Her lips parted and my tongue slipped sensually into her mouth—our tongues meeting and swirling slowly, skillfully…this was a dance we had danced many times. She let out the most exquisite sigh and it dripped down my throat, reverberating against my lips and bringing every nerve in my body to life.

 

I pressed against her, my body drawn to her, as naturally as day becomes night. She’s irresistible. I can never deny any advance she makes, my body answers to her touch as angels answer to God—unquestionably and absolutely. I peeled the sheets back slowly and she was naked beneath—the muted light streaming in from the blinds teasing me with subtle peeks of the outline of her body…I rose and stood beside the bed, pulling my t-shirt over my head and sliding out of my jeans.  Once stripped, I crawl back into bed, pulling the sheet over my back as I stretch the full length of my body gently on top of her. Her fingers immediately slid down my back, her flawlessly manicured nails digging into my flesh as she spreads her legs and guides me between her thighs.

 

She wraps her legs around me, the heels of her feet digging into the backs of my thighs as she pulls me to her, our breasts crushing, flattening against each other as our lips collide in a much more hungry, deeper, breathless kiss. Her fingertips raked up and down the length of my spine as we kissed passionately, each drag of her nails down my back igniting, stoking the fires of my desire. The heat radiating from between her thighs kissed my clit as my body began to roll instinctively against her.

 

I stared down into Lexi’s eyes—her look had changed completely from the sleeping beauty she was just moments ago, to…to something else…she had a fierce longing in her eyes…a determination to get what she wants, to satisfy every primal, sexual need coursing through her veins. I slid my arms beneath her shoulders and cradled her head with my hands as our bodies spoke to each other…our eyes stayed locked as my hips rolled sensually, grinding my ever swelling clit between the soft, slick folds of her pussy. 

 

Her hands moved down the raised welts from the scratches on my back to grip the cheeks of my ass and pull me harder against her, into her. I swear when we do it like this, my mental dick takes on a reality that is undeniable, irrefutable.  I can feel her, every clench of her walls as she pushes her hips up to me. I’m inside her. She gasps, her lips parting as her breath quickens…her eyes flicker and close for a moment, losing herself in an instant of bliss. Mmmmm she feels it too.

 



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Saturday, May 30, 2009

Goddess


This is an old one too--I'm not typically the submissive kind of partner, but...sometimes....one has thoughts :) 

Goddess, sweet Goddess
Let me kneel before you in complete adoration
Goddess, sweet Goddess
I bow in perfect supplication
Dear Sweet Goddess, embrace me in your sapphic fire
Oh sweet Goddess, how your essence inspires
My Goddess for you, my soul lays bare
Fuck Me, kiss me, touch me there
Take me, Bruise Me
Love Me, Use Me
My Goddess do as you wish
Just let me......

Worship You. 
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Breathless


Your kiss leaves me breathless
It's so difficult to explain
When I'm surrounded by your arms
You embrace away my pain
Your gentle words caress me
They soothe my wounded soul
Having you here makes my life complete
You ARE what makes me whole
I can't force the words past my lips
To tell you how I feel
But I know to the depths of my heart, 
That this love is so damn real

Stay with me baby....

For a lifetime of whispered "I love you's"
And you'll hear the words from breathless lips...
"Baby, I love you too" 


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Wonderfully Gay


This is something I wrote a long time back (in 2006), I felt it appropriate to give it a fresh posting in the wake of the new Prop 8 upset. 

Welcome to my world-one and all
There's something I have to say...
Like it or not, judgemental ones
I am PROUD to be gay

My love is as real as any of you
Who have your wedding day--
Why can't I pledge my heart & commit
Just because I'm gay?

Don't get me wrong....

I know that some of you think that it's a sin
That's just fine, if that's the case
But when does "Judge ye not" begin?

Leave my soul up to me & my God, I've not gone astray
Because I feel my God loves me....
Despite the fact that I'm gay

So sit back and think how your words can hurt
Try to put your judgements away
Because my friend we're just like you....
Except we're wonderfully gay

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Thursday, May 28, 2009

Measure Your Fears-Would You, Wouldn't You, You Did

Ok, so when I can't think of anything to write, don't feel like writing, or am just plain bored--I'm a survey punk. So sorry if you're the type that doesn't like surveys--I think they're fun, they pass the time, and occasionally, yes, occasionally they even give you a cause for some real introspection. 

So--you might have to suffer through a survey or quiz every once in a while, thrown in randomly amongst all the juicy stuff. Forgive me ::grin::

Measure Your Fears - Would You, Wouldn't You, You Did
Created by beindthecurtain and taken 61561 times on Bzoink
Pet a snake: Have owned a few snakes so I gotta say not scared of that one.
Spend a week in an empty room: Empty as in people? or material things? I wouldn't be "scared" to.
Ride in a hot-air balloon: Nope
Sky dive: Nope
Sing in front of a huge audience: I've done that
scuba dive: I'd do it--in a shark free zone lol
Sit in the front seat of a roller coaster: I've done that
Deliver a baby: I'd do it if I had to--I've delivered animals, does that count?
Swim across the Amazon River: Uh hell no! Can we say piranah, crocodiles, anacondas--pffft...YOU swim across it.
Change careers: Done that a few times
Disappear for a long period of time: Nah, sometimes I wish could, for a little while anyway.
Walk through the forest alone at night: Done it.
Join a space mission: Nah--I'm good right here on the ground.
Tell everyone what you honestly think of them: I'm always honest about what I think of them--but if I know they are they sensitive type, I may soften my words slightly.
Call off your wedding: No, I don't think I'd do that
Walk naked through New York City for 10 minutes during rush hour: LOL No, I would not do that--yeah, I'd be scared.
Walk up to Mike Tyson and call him a girl: Yeah--I'd do it, he ain't about to hit me
Disarm a bomb: Yes I'd be scared to do that--hopefully that scenario won't pop up for me.
CLean the outside windows of a skyscraper: ::grins:: Call me a wuss--but being that high up in the sky just ain't my thing.
Draw a mustache on the Mona Lisa with a permanent marker: I wouldn't do that--not out fear though, but out of simple respect for a priceless work of art.
Go on tour with Elvis: Unh huh baby--I'd do it
Go swimming during a thunder storm: I've done it.
Preform surgury on your best friend: I'd be a little scared, but I'd do it if I had to--(if I knew what to do).
You've been totally Bzoink*d!
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Wednesday, May 27, 2009

This Or That--Music

(Ahem--as you can see I don't listen to metal/hard rock very much...though I consider myself musically diverse, alot of that shit is just hard to listen to. It gives me a headache.)--and what, no country or blues category? Ah I guess that would have made this survey on the lengthy side--(drumroll) And now for my Music This or That-
This or That: Music
Created by flyboy51 and taken 3 times on Bzoink
Metal/Hard Rock
Disturbed or Godsmack?: Godsmack
Rage Against the Machine or Anti-Flag?: Rage Against The Machine
Korn or Limp Bizkit?: Limp Bizkit
Linkin Park or Nine Inch Nails?: Nine Inch Nails
Dropkick Murphys or Flogging Molly?: Never heard of them
Metallica or Pantera?: Metallica
Machine Head or Arch Enemy?: Machine Head
Devildriver or Bury Your Dead?: Never heard of them
Slayer or Iron Maiden?: Iron Maiden
Guns N Roses or Motley Crue?: Ohhhh tough one---Guns N Roses I guess
Dimmu Borgir or Behemoth?: Never heard of them
Cannibal Corpse or Decapitated?: Never heard of them
Shinedown or Theory of a Deadman?: Shinedown
As I Lay Dying or All That Remains?: Never heard of them
Lamb Of God or Mudvayne?: Never heard of them
Seether or Three Days Grace?: Seether
Avenged Sevenfold or Breaking Benjamin?: Nevery heard of them
Throwdown or Hatebreed?: Never heard of them
Amon Amarth or Children of Bodom?: Never heard of them
Five Finger Death Punch or Mastodon?: Never heard of them
Rob Zombie or Marilyn Manson?: Rob Zombie
Staind or System of a Down?: Staind
Classic Rock
The Beatles or Rolling Stones?: The Beatles
AC/DC or Aerosmith?: Aerosmith
Chicago or Boston?: Boston
The Animals or Monkees?: Monkees
CCR or America?: America
BTO or REO?: REO
Bad Company or Free?: Bad Company
Lynyrd Skynyrd or Neil Young?: Lynyrd Skynyrd
Jefferson Airplane or Badfinger?: Jefferson Airplane
Black Sabbath or Led Zeppelin?: Led Zeppelin
Cream or Nazareth?: Cream
Bob Seger or Bruce Springsteen?: Bob Seger
Buffalo Springfield or The Byrds?: The Byrds
Elvis Presley or Chuck Berry?: Ah come on! Can you really compare these two--they're totally different
Deep Purple or The Eagles?: The Eagles
The Doors or The Doobie Brothers?: The Doors
Grand Funk Railroad or The Guess Who?: Grand Funk Railroad
The Who or The Hollies?: The Who
The Human League or The Buggles?: The Human League
John Cougar Mellencamp or Journey?: Can't choose--I like them both almost equally
Kansas or The Police?: The Police
Rap
DMX or Notorious B.I.G.?: Notorious B.I.G
Eminem or 50 Cent?: Eminem
Flo Rida or Kanye West?: Flo Rida
Young Jeezy or T-Pain?: T-Pain
G-Unit or D12?: D12
Ice-T or Ice Cube?: Ice Cube
N.W.A. or Public Enemy?: Public Enemy
Lil Jon or Lil Wayne?: Lil Jon (Yayahhhhh!! What?!)
Ludacris or LL Cool J?: Ludacris
Savage or Snoop Dogg?: Snoop Dogg
Slim Thug or Young Buck?: Young Buck
Soulja Boy Tell Em or T.I.?: T.I.
Three Six Mafia or Mobb Deep?: Three Six Mafia
Tupac or Dr. Dre?: Tupac
You've been totally Bzoink*d!
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Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Smokin'



Smokin’
Her face glows for an instant,
Smoke clouds her eyes,
A sharp smell fills the air,
She leans close to me,
Breathing deeply,
She whispers to me,
Do you want to taste the poison?
She licked her lips,
Crushing out her addiction,
Amplifying mine.

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Take 5 Tuesday

  • 5 things you’ve read recently.~1. The Practice of Bodhisattva Dharma 2. Read about the Prop 8 decision 3. Read a few of my favorite blogs--which shall remain nameless to prevent rioting lol. 4. A New Earth by Eckhart Tolle 5. Practical Wabi Sabi
  • 5 sites you’ve signed up for.~1. MySpace 2. Blogger 3. Shutterfly 4.Flickr 5. YouTube
  • 5 shows you’ve watched lately.~1. Cheaters 2. WifeSwap 3. Life After People 4. Housewives of ATL 5. Paranormal State
  • 5 things you want right now.~1. A Hot Krispy Kreme donut 2. Clothes Dryer to be repaired 3. Some funyuns and a strawberry soda 4. Sunshine 5. To lose a couple of pounds and tone up the sexy pysique. 
  • 5 things on your grocery list.~1. Dog Food 2. Milk 3. Cereal 4. Chicken 5. Fresh Fruit





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    New Art I've Been Working On

    I've been feeling the creative bug lately--must be something in the stars (seem to be focusing on the sky in my latest work, can't quite put my finger on it.) 






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    Sunday, May 24, 2009

    The Thought Of You

    I didn't write this-just sharing it because I like it--(And it's still masturbation month) 

    Copyright 2005 PJ.  All Rights Reserved
     I hold your image in my thoughts, your body, the curve of your breasts and your perfect skin; the thoughts making me wet.  The memories of your last touch are still etched in my mind.
     I let my hands wander, over my shirt, as I lay alone in my bed wishing I was with you. I find my breasts and circle my fingers on top of the material, until I feel my nipples stand hard pressing against my touch.
     Slowly I slide off my shirt in one solid movement. I don't need clothes for what I have in mind. The thing I need to do, to satisfy my want.
     My fingers find my nipples once more, twisting them, pinching them making them hard. Squeezing them until their ache is matched by one between my legs.
     My hands move down further. Move down to the nakedness below my waist. To the source of my heat, the place I long for your touch.
     My fingers slide over myself, teasing my body and not giving in to what I desire, just yet. I slide my hands down to my thighs drawing my fingernails along the soft inner flesh. It makes me hold my breath as my pleasure mixes with a touch of pain, thinking it is you. Thinking it is you hurting me and Making me want you more.
     I reach the place I was after and let my hand rest over my mound. My smooth shaven skin touched with the beginnings of dampness, anyone could see how much I want you.
     A single finger slides along the outside of my slit; soon it is covered in wetness, ready to take my need a step further. I slip it between my lips. Taking a breath as I feel how hot and wet I have really become. I let this single finger slide up my pussy, gently over my opening in one movement, barely touching my skin until I reach my clit.
     My clit is throbbing and hot, screaming for me to touch it. Slowly I let my finger reach what I want, as slowly at first I start to stroke at my clit.
     I feel the pressure mounting; driving me toward the edge, but I am not ready for that yet. I let my other hand find my second point of desire; covering it in my wetness I let my fingers tease the hole.  I want to make this last as I hold onto the image of you.
     I picture your tongue sliding over me, tasting how much I want you. Knowing that in the presence of you I am helpless.
     I push a finger inside of me and then follow it with another sliding them in deep and hard. I fuck myself with my fingers. Pushing in and out, curling them around inside of me all the time thinking it is you.
     I want to take more; I need my pleasure to mix with pain. I need it to mirror the ecstasy and pain you cause me.
     I push in a third finger and try for another; all the while the fingers on my clit match the movements inside of me. My movements get faster, harder and more urgent.
     I arch my back as I let your name escape form my lips. Moaning and sweating I feel myself get closer. Closer to what I wish you could give me and closer to what I need.
     I am soaking, the wetness your image gives me. It drips down my wrist and onto my thighs. I can't hold it any longer, my body gives in, gives into the dirty desire.
      Wave after wave hits me. My whole body shudders and my mind is lost in your image. Inside my head, a secret world of longing exists.
     Moaning and screaming, I finally have what I wanted and even though I am totally exhausted...
     I still crave your touch.
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    Saturday, May 23, 2009

    Harvey Milk Documentary

    After Harvey Milk became the first openly gay man elected to any substantial political office in the history of the planet, thousands of astounded people wrote to him. "I thank God," wrote a 68-year-old lesbian, "I have lived long enough to see my kind emerge from the shadows and join the human race." Sputtered another writer: "Maybe, just maybe, some of the more hostile in the district may take some potshots at you — we hope!!!

    Boo Hulu for giving me an embed option then taking it down--here's a link to the documentary : Harvey Milk Documentary





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    Manufacturer: St. Martin's Griffin
    ASIN #: 0312560850
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    Death By Chocolate



    "Death by Chocolate"

    Melting slowly on the tongue,
    Sinful sweetness consuming all,
    A murmured moan,
    "I am undone...!"
    Into Pleasure's abyss I fall.


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    Tigress Haiku's



    In lieu of this being National Masturbation month, I penned a few haiku's for this wonderful celebration of self-love. Enjoy! 

    When I touch myself
    I feel the hand of my love
    Sighs drip from my lips

    Touch my clit lightly
    Swirl a little to the left
    Ah-masturbation

    Warm, soft, dripping wet
    The velvet touch of pussy
    My fingers slip in

    A gasp escapes me
    As fingers dip deep within
    Caught up, in self love 

    Writhing on the bed
    All alone, hands roam slowly
    Exploring Desire 





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    Mother Earth

    I liked this picture and this poem, so I thought I would share them with you.
    Mother Earth 
    Gazing up toward the light, 
    ...spinning slowly 'round. 
    Hear her soft sweet lullaby, 
    ...and sink toward the ground. 

    Feel her peaceful greenness, 
    ...breathe in her clear blue sky. 
    Evermore forgiving; 
    ...be thankful she's alive. 

    Give back to her so kindly, 
    ...her face we've known since birth. 
    Cherish her not blindly, 
    ...for she's our only Mother Earth. 



    Copyright ©2003 C. Lynn Thomas 

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    Tuesday, May 19, 2009

    A Night At The Club


    We wove through the crowd in a disjointed zigzag fashion, trying to approach some wall, any wall. The music was blaring and the room was heating, the humid tangy scent of sweaty bodies rising up in the air. I felt some of my hair sticking to my temples and raised my fingers up to quickly swipe it away. My elbow bumped into a girl as Jessie drug me through the people. The girl turned with a pissed off glare to me, I held her cold gaze, challenging her with my eyes until I stumbled and had to turn toward Jesse again. 

    Jesse's fingers were slipping from my hand to just grasp at my fingertips. The pressure she was exerting to hold onto me was making my fingertips throb. 

    We had been dancing in the center of the room, and an escalation of contact had begun. It began with the occasional bump of the hips, a hand resting on an arm. Jessie's eyes had been sparkling as she laughed on the floor. I was more serious, staring back at the beauty in front of me, watching and loving the way she moved, constantly stepping in closer. The crowd of dancing bodies helped by moving in a wave to her back, blocking us in. Once you lost your moving room, it was gone. 

    It was the sharp shove from behind that started it. My hands flew out to grip onto Jessie's waist as I swayed, then balanced.  My fingers rested on the upper bare flesh of Jessie's waist. The skin was warm, moist with sweat, and so unbelievably soft. I let my thumb rub up on her exposed flesh. It was hard to focus on dancing, though the wild bouncing body in front of me didn't seem to struggle. 

    My eyes hazed over as Jesse's full, high tits bounced against me. My hands slipped unconsciously further around Jesse's waist, making me have to step a knee in between hers, slowing her dance. 

    Jessie's hands rested on my shoulders and her big brown eyes looked up, startled and wide, into mine. Normally I would have pulled away when my friend noticed the blatant purposeful contact. But, I didn't this time. I was elated, but anxious. 

    I looked down at her lips, thinner than my own, but painted a bright red. They were parted. My eyes flickered back and forth from those beautiful brown eyes to those succulent, tempting lips. My head did a little jerk forward, tilting... then paused to look in her eyes again. Then I dove in. 

    I felt the sharp intake of breath in Jessie's chest before I felt her lips. My kiss was soft, tentative. I just wanted to... to feel them. I barely tugged her pouty lower lip between my lips and my tongue was just moving forward for a sweep across them, to taste, when Jesse jerked herself away. 

    I braced myself for whatever expression of disgust, anger, shock that would greet me. My eyes were lowered and I moved my focus upward slowly to meet Jessie's gaze. I started almost immediately to apologize for overstepping my bounds, but.... 

    Jessie was smiling! We had both stopped dancing now and were just standing in the middle of the floor, my arms wrapped deep around Jesse's waist and Jessie's arms up high around my shoulders. That was when she sharply turned, grabbing my hand, and began yanking me through the crowd. 

    My tummy was fluttering as we finally reached the outer wall and we paced along it, looking for some bare space. Jessie found a small hole near the back and turned her body to lean against it, only enough room for her small frame. She pulled me into her by the forearms. 

    My body went happily, melting into the shapely, seductive Jesse, slipping a knee in between hers until the buttons of our pants touched. I felt just a hint of flesh against her bare tummy as I grabbed her face with both hands, fingers splaying to touch all of her skin as I pulled her towards my mouth. 

    My tongue was not so tentative this time, but swept in between her luscious lips to finally taste that mouth I had watched for weeks since we first met in the apartment stairway. I first tasted the salt of sweat on her lips, then the sharp tang of the margaritas Jesse had been drinking all night, and then her, oh that taste--she was delicious. I moaned and pushed myself in deeper against the softness of her body, cloaking myself in the heat radiating off every inch of her skin. 

    Jessie's hands had quickly wrapped around me, sliding briefly over my rounded bottom inside loose fitting faded jeans and back up to just beneath my shirt, tugging the fabric away from my wet skin to run her fingers along it. 

    I pressed my knee in deeper between her legs, forcing them to part, and rose up to meet the sweltering heat between. I pulled off just to suck Jesse's lower lip, then tilted my head the other way and pushed my tongue in deeper, wanting to swallow her whole. But, Jesse pulled away again, eyes flickering from side to side. 

    I hadn't even noticed the people around us, of whom some had stopped their talking to watch. I gave them a hard stare back and grabbed Jesse, heading towards the restrooms. 

    The chatter in the restroom was as blinding loud as the music outside. I headed straight for the unoccupied stall, pulled Jesse in after me, and did some climbing with my legs around the toilet to be able to shut the door. There was a little chuckle from the sinks, but I didn't care. 

    I lunged towards Jessie, hands flying down over her perfect ass, down the back of her thigh to lift one leg up so I could put my knee back up and firmly press into her crotch. I grinded my knee into the heat between her thighs as we kissed again... hands flying up beneath shirts, scooping out tits to grasp and squeeze. 

    Jessie's full breasts were completely covered by my long fingers, I leaned my head down, pulling her breast completely free of the fabric and wrapping my mouth wide around her nipple, sucking, nibbling softly as my fingers moved down to work at the belt and zipper in front of me. I had to touch her. 

    The zipper was down and I yanked at the sides of her jeans, pulling her small frame completely from the wall with the force of my jerk. My fingers dug to the inside of the Jesse's pants and slipped down into her panties. I groaned as I felt the small patch of curls and sank deeper into her jeans to slide three fingers over her hot wet mound and outer lips. 

    I intended for my middle finger to just glide along the slit,  between her swollen lips teasingly, but Jessie was so wet, my finger slipped inside easily and I felt Jesse's body jerk as I inadvertently brushed a fingertip over her clit. 

    "Mmmm, fuck, baby. I wish I'd known sooner," I whispered hoarsely as I raised up to nuzzle at Jessie's ear, my tongue lashing out sensually along her earlobe, teeth pulling it into my mouth. 

    "Just fuck me... please," Jessie whispered back. "Hurry." 

    I groaned and hiked Jesse's thigh up my side again as the other hand dove deeper into her soaking panties, the tip of my middle finger sliding along the silky, sodden folds and down to circle over her entrance before pushing the tip inside. I curled it slightly upward to rub the small little grooves at her entrance. 

    "Hurry," Jessie panted again.

    I pushed two fingers inside and thrust them up into her to the knuckle.I pulled my body back and shoved my entire frame against Jesse, pinning her to the stall with my weight as much as my desire as my fingers thrust in deeper. I pulled away again and shoved forward with my whole body, our bodies molding together in that brief, passionate collision. 

    Jessie's back banged into bathroom stall wall. She was reaching up to grip onto the top of the doorway as she let me shove into her. Her head was turning side to side as she grunted. 

    "Oh my God, are they...?" 

    I heard the voices from outside the stall and moved my head to cover Jessie's mouth with mine, languidly, deeply kissing her, both of our nostrils flaring as we panted into each other.

    I quickened the pace, finger-fucking her divine pussy, her pants and panties were keeping my hand in tight, confined, but also allowing the base of my palm to grind into the Jesse's clit. My hand was soaked and I clearly heard the sexy, wet smacking sounds of sheer, complete arousal. I reached around with my other hand and sunk it inside the back of her pants over Jessie's ass and pulled her in tighter. 

    Jessie was starting to buck back against my hand and I knew she was close, so I pushed my palm into her clit tighter, increasing the pressure. Jessie tore her lips away to cry out and my free hand swept up her back to grab onto the sweaty matted hair and pull it back. I sank my teeth into Jesse's throat as her neck arched and felt the spasms and violent quaking of her body in my hands. I held strong, manuevering my palm furiously against her clit, every nerve grasping onto the reactions of the body in my hands. 

    The hard grunt and jolt, and the sudden ooze of cream from Jesse signaled her release, her walls rippling and milking my fingers until every last spasm stopped and I slowly, reluctantly pulled my palm away. I slowly pulled my fingers free and heard the sweet kiss of wetness as they left her pussy. I pushed into Jessie, holding her up, supporting her against the stall, both of us panting. 

    I turned my head a little, bringing up the dewy, glistening fingers to my nose to inhale sharply. I sucked my fingers clean, turning to Jesse and kissing her again, pushing the taste of Jesse's own pussy into her mouth. 

    I leaned away into the opposite wall and watched Jesse fumble with her pants. Jessie paused and unrolled a bit of toilet paper and dug inside her pants to wipe some of the wetness from her panties before we could leave. I chewed my lip, wanting to clean that up with my mouth, not to waste it on the tissue. But, glancing around the stall -- definitely not here. 

    I opened the stall door and rested my palm on the Jesse's back, who walked drunkenly from the stall, past the staring eyes of the other women in the room and out into the dark of the club. I pressed at her back and guided Jesse to the door and out into the cool air. I leaned over her shoulder with a raspy growl and a whisper , "You're going home with me."

    Tigress Haiku: At the club last night--I fucked her in the bathroom--Damn, that was good sex. 



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    Sunday, May 17, 2009

    Introduction To The Pink Passion Hotel

    This is a new writing idea I'm working on--all you get to see for now though, it's still very much in the thought phase. 


    The Pink Passion Hotel, the Distinctive Resort for Women offers the perfect escape for lesbians and gay-friendly women. Reconnect with a girlfriend, relax while you work on that all-over tan, or meet new friends at the world’s largest inn for women.

    “This is the most comfortable hotel experience we have ever had – ever.  It is a sanctuary for women travelers.”

    Pink Passion offers guesthouse ambience and resort amenities in a collection of imaginative, modern buildings set amid tropical landscaping. And our superb staff will make your vacation here unforgettable. The level of privacy is unmatched by any other resort. The Pink Passion Hotel is the place for you to be openly sensual with your partner without fear of retribution or judgement. Your wish, is our staff's command.

    “Just wanted to say how very much we enjoyed our vacation last week at The Pink Passion. We hope to re-enact it next year!! Thanks for everything. Loved the food (and the wife was eager to serve up dessert all week long)!! ”

    “The property was beautiful, our room was quite lovely and our every need or wish was attended to.  Even the weather was superb.  Everything combined exceeded our expectations.  Thank you all for doing your jobs so well and enjoying what you do so that your guests enjoy their stay at The Pink Passion.  It shows!”

    “This is total paradise on earth. ”

    Find your place in paradise.

    • Award-winning, modern design buildings
    • 138 rooms and suites to suit
      every budget
    • 2 heated swimming pools
    • 2 outdoor hot tubs
    • Extensive sunny and shady decks
    • High-speed Internet access terminal
    • Free wireless Internet connectivity
    • Concierge services
    • The Galaxy restaurant
    • Full breakfast included with your stay
    • andThe Pink Passion poolside bar
    • Gym
    • Outdoor gardens and trails
    • Miles of gorgeous, private beaches
    • The Pink Velvet Lounge-Our Exclusively Lesbian Erotic Entertainment Venue 

    Make your reservation now! Your privacy is insured and this is an anything goes, palace of pleasure for the ladies. We're anxiously awaiting your arrival! 

    Passionately Yours,

    The Pink Passion Hotel



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