Truck Wash...
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Posted:Apr 18, 2007 4:29 am
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2007 12:24 am
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Standing outside in 80 degree weather, wearing short jean cut-offs that barely cover the rounded curve of my bottom and a tangerine wife beater (girl style); I pondered the dusty, dirty job in front of me. The sun feels warm on my bare shoulders, I know if I stay out here too long they’ll turn as pink as a new spring rose. I turn on the water hose and place it in the bucket, letting the soap mix with the flow and create a thick sudsy foam. Already, I am beginning to sweat a little and I curse myself for ever agreeing to the purchase of a full size pick-up truck.
I turn off the water just as the bubbles begin to spill over the lip of bucket. Screwing that infernal spray nozzle back onto the hose is such a pain, but I know it will make rinsing the truck so much faster; so I suffer through it. Finally, I am able to douse my sponge into that overflowing bucket of crisp, white bubbles and begin my chore of washing the truck.
My tank is sticking to my body like a second skin as I lean over the hood trying to reach the center; my 5 foot 6 inch frame is barely tall enough to make it to the half way point. My breasts are pressed firmly against the hot, wet metal, making me feel slimy and a bit exposed as my nipples poke through the material. My pony tail is beginning to stick to my neck from the sweat that has began to run down from my hairline making me feel like I needed to shower more than I needed to finish washing this damn truck. Finally, I walked over to the hose with one purpose: cooling down. I directed it over my head feeling the fresh water flood relief to my scalp, my neck, my shoulders, even between my breasts where it puddled in a tiny pool of wondrous cool pleasure.
I went back to work with the satisfaction that the dirt and the heat hadn’t gotten the best of me yet. Small drips of water from my shirt made their way down the small of my back, caressing the crease of my bottom and then slipping into the warmth between my legs where they got lost with my own natural wetness. As the drips collected, they began to slip down my thighs, making smooth rivulets down my entire leg to my little orange flip flops. As I dried, I missed the feeling of the water caressing my skin. The tiny drop starting out so slowly then gaining speed as it traveled down my body. It made me think of being touched.
Oh, how I wanted to be touched. I wanted to feel fingers in all of the places the water is and was and hasn’t yet been. I shook myself from my daydream and finished washing the truck, sprayed it off and admired the clean, shining, white, beauty before me. My skin was hot, my pussy was aching for attention and I wanted someone to kiss me right then; right there.
I cleaned up the mess, packed up my supplies and went into the house. I walked up the stairs in my dampened clothes, walked into my bedroom and shut the door. Peeling off my clothes, I knew that I was alone in the house. I laid in my king size bed, reached into my little treasure trove of toys and found my little pink friend. I let my legs fall open comfortably and closed my eyes. For now, I am going to think of you, just for a little while and fantasize about the things I wish you were here to do to me.
Do you want to fantasize with me?
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Let's Play A Game ...
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Posted:Apr 17, 2007 4:11 am
Last Updated:Apr 22, 2007 3:32 am
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Let's play a game, I like hide and seek. Are you up for it today? I'll entice you with my eyes and lips and draw you into my bedroom, that is where we'll play.
I don't want to hide from you, you won't have to come and find me. Better yet, let's discover all the places you can hide inside of me, and I'll seek all the places that give you pleasure.
I bet you can hide those fingers in my dripping wet pussy. Your face can bury between my breasts, no one would find you there. There are so many places you can hide, be creative baby.
Let's see what I can find. Your lips are so amazing. Your ass is so fine. Your legs lead me right to the place I really want to be, your groin. I know you like it when I kiss you here, can I find a smile if I do? Nibbling your thighs, caressing your body as I bring you pleasure, just as I always have. I know that that look of satisfaction is hiding there somewhere, I can make it appear.
If I lie back and spread myself open for you, will you hide within the pink, wet, walls of my inviting pussy? I knew you would ... Oh you feel so good. I see that look of contentment coming over you now. I knew I'd find what I was seeking.
Do you think you'll fit inside my tiny hole? The one that's always so forbidden, my tight little bottom. Hmmm... maybe so.
You are so naughty. Isn't it fun to play with me?
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Phone Sex ... It's My Job, Again!
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Posted:Apr 16, 2007 3:40 am
Last Updated:Apr 23, 2007 3:45 am
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Some of you may remember last year when I worked as a phone sex operator. Well, Alice lost her job as I mentioned a few posts ago, so it's back to the grind for me. We all know what I am good at ... sex. I sell it well.
I have to create a character that is not me, doesn't have my name and is between the age of 18 and 25. Last time at this job, I was "Christie". I had long blonde curly hair down to my bottom, bright green eyes, fantastic curves, silky soft skin and a fabulous smile. My measurements were 36 - 28 - 34. I had D-cup breats with perky pink nipples, a nice rounded bubble butt and a pierced belly button with a little gold hoop.
Can you picture my girl?
My self description never changed ... whether I was an innocent 18 year old or an experienced dominatrix. My clothing may change, my voice style, but never my description.
So, I ask you ...
Who should I be this time? It took me so many men, so many unhappy callers to come up with "Christie", before she was perfected. When I quit, another took over her character. She had a lot of "regulars" that loved her.
So now I have to come up with someone new. So tell me fellas; when you or a friend dial up that (900) number and hear a girl on the phone, what are you looking for? I can't tell them who I am ... that would be sooo much easier!
Help me invent myself, all over again. I go back live tomorrow!
If they'd just let me be Angel ... I could do so much better...
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Give Me An Hour...
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Posted:Apr 13, 2007 7:52 pm
Last Updated:Apr 19, 2007 2:04 am
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Give me one hour and I値l give you such joy. I値l show you how I can make your troubles seem miles away with a simple flick of my tongue. I値l show you how I can make your toes curl with the slightest touch of my lips on your own. Give me one hour and I can make stars dance in your mind. I can make fireworks explode in your groin.
Give me your hand and I値l show you rivers of wetness between my thighs flowing for you. I値l grant you access to my treasure trove of pleasure for you to enjoy. I値l wrap myself around you tightly, stroke every inch of you perfectly and draw you deeper than you ever thought possible, if you壇 just give me one hour.
I want to taste you. I want to please you. I want to ride you. I want to feel you deep inside me. I want to see you against me, flesh on flesh. I can picture my milky white skin rubbing down your body, my hands exploring every inch of you; let me have one hour to examine you entirely. Be my tour guide into ecstasy. Let me loose myself in the fantasy of my lust for you.
I need just one hour. Is that so much to ask?
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Temptation...
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Posted:Apr 12, 2007 5:48 am
Last Updated:Apr 29, 2007 12:25 am
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My heart quickens and palms sweat, I can't control my shaking. When temtation stares me dead in the face, I am ashamed of what I am thinking. Does my guilt out-weigh the benefit of my sacrificial lamb? Or should I return to trudging through this hard desert land? Is my conscience aware of this evil side? Of all my selfish needs? Or am I taunting my coveting heart with visions of my greeds? Hold fast to faith it will all work out and things will be just fine. Can't once I indulge my own desires and live a life that's devine? Breathe deep I tell myself quietly, try to feel good with what is. Keep looking ahead for the rough road's end, life can get better than this.
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Alice Was Fired!
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Posted:Apr 11, 2007 8:44 am
Last Updated:Apr 23, 2007 3:48 am
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Alice was Fired today so I am dropping a quick note to let you all know that I will be on when I can. I love you all and will post and respond as I get the chance. Take care and be naughty! *giggles*
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Take My Picture...
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Posted:Apr 10, 2007 8:05 am
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2007 3:17 am
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Take my picture, and store it in your memory. A picture of my desire, one of me naked here on the bed; and waiting for you. Take my picture, and keep close to you, don’t let any one else see me lying here spread eagle with my pussy exposed, my nipples so erect, my skin so pink and lips so wet for you. I want you to remember me this way, so horny and willing to please you. Take my picture so you don't forget how much I want to fuck you right now. You know you’d love to look back on this and remember the one who let be wild, who let you be free. Take my picture and remember me.
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Thank You Wants2Cyber...
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Posted:Apr 6, 2007 2:21 pm
Last Updated:Apr 11, 2007 7:51 am
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I asked ... okay begged and pleaded for a bling as groovy as all other I've seen floating about on the site. [blog Wants2Cyber] appeased the crying Angel and made me this; of my lap dancin' bootie from my profile pics
It is amazing!!! The girl has some talent!! Holy wow!! I have to admit it took me an embarrassing amount of time to make a pitiful little angel bling for keithcancook, where is my fairy god mother who can bless me with a talent like this!?!
You go girl!
And did I mention THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!
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Will You Be My Fantasy?...
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Posted:Apr 6, 2007 9:39 am
Last Updated:Apr 10, 2007 8:11 am
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Let my mind run wild, take off with ideas about you and see where we end up. I want to be free to explore you, head to toe, front to back, no area off limits to me. I have so many desires, I want them to come to rest around you.
My mouth wants to taste you, your lips, your skin, everywhere that I've already been. My mouth wants to find new places too, spread your legs for me, let me lick you lower than I've been before, let my tongue tickle that place just above your ass. I know you'll enjoy it if you'll just let me taste you.
My hands want to explore you; everywhere. Leaving no spot undiscovered. Lie on your belly and let me touch you, trust me to fulfill your enjoyment. Let me caress your bum, tease the entrance to your arse, it feels so naughty. It excites me so much. Let me play with your feet, massage them with my fingers and leave them tingling with relief. I bet that felt good.
My pussy wants to feel you; not just wrap itself around the usual places. It wants to open up and feel new sensations like the muscles of your back tensing beneath it. The sinewy strong strength of your calf along my clit.
Let me explore you. Be my fantasy. Be my toy, just for today. Are you willing to let my play with you?
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The Woman Rules ...
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Posted:Apr 5, 2007 9:06 am
Last Updated:Oct 20, 2011 10:24 am
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For the last month I have been sent emails describing and detailing "The Man Rules" or things the Women should understand about themselves and men. Not once have I seen anything that expresses the other half of the story.
There are "Man Laws" on the beer commercials. There are the "Man Rules" that keep showing up in my inbox. There are the "Why Men Are Happier" emails that I've seen floating here and through my regular email as well.
I've seen enough! It is time that I take a stand on behalf of women. We don't need anymore lists regarding men. So fellas, here is one that might even the score for ya. It is the laws or rules as we see it, at least as I do. I spent a good part of yesterday coming up with this list, ladies if you have any to add, please feel free!
If we wanted to raise a grown man, we would have been your mother
Spilled condiments on clothing is not a fashion statement, it only shows that you have yet to learn how eat with your mouth shut
Bodily functions do not elevate "Coolness" status; farting, burping, booger picking and loogies can definately be saved for nights with just the guys
Women's breasts do not speak, please try to remember this when addressing us
We are not dumb enough to believe that you can work the 75 power tools in your garage but can't seem to manage the microwave.
Clothing in front of the hamper are not "missed baskets", last time we checked there was no basketball court inside the house
Football season is not the American translation for "Bitch, get me a beer", though you become emotionally involved, you are not the one on the field sweetheart. "Get off your ass and get one!"
PMS is not an affliction of my monthly problem, it is the time when we no longer appease and appeal to your daily problems
You are not Mario Andrette, speed limits and traffic laws DO APPLY to you my humble civilian man
Contrary to popular male belief, the female species doesn't give a damn about your imaginary "Hot fling" with the sexy chick. Save it for the believers.
Underwear with holes are not more loved, nor are they air conditioned; they are simply ... garbage.
To quote my pal [blog expatbrit49]... Thank you for you time and attention!
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Let Me Tease You...
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Posted:Apr 4, 2007 12:12 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2007 3:41 am
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Come to my room with me, I've really been thinking about you a lot. Thinking about teasing you, playing with you watching a smile creep across your lips as you watch me. I take off my clothes and lie down on the bed, motioning you toward me ...
I unzip your pants, letting them puddle at your feet in a heap. Using my hands and lips I will awaken your cock, make it pay attention to me and my little show. Then I'll lie back and spread my legs just a bit, giving you a great view of my pussy as I slowly begin to massage your thighs with my toes. Working my way up your legs as I play with my clit and my pussy, I can hear you sigh deeply just when my toes reach your balls. Gently kneeding, massaging, rubbing them between the balls of my feet, tickling my toes on them as I travel over toward the shaft of your cock.
My pussy is so wet, you have been watching me intently as I molested you during my masterbastion. You haven't protested once, so I continue feeling my way along the hardness of your dick with the arches of my feet. Stroking it slowly, softly until you are rock hard and panting as you watch me plunge my fingers deep into the hole that you wish to be inside of.
Without a word, you grab me by the ankles pull me toward you at the bed's edge and slide your cock into my pussy. The rush of wind that escapes your lips tells me this is what you've been waiting for. My hot, wet pussy wraps itself around you and begind its rhythmic squeezes as you thrust into me with all of your pent up desire.
It is then that I realize, I am no longer in control...
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Fuck, Damn, Shit ... Me and My Big Mouth!
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Posted:Apr 3, 2007 1:51 pm
Last Updated:Apr 16, 2007 3:41 am
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Fuck, Fuck, Fuck ... Damn, Damn, Damn ...
So I tell Alice about this amazing fantasy I have ... I want a threesome! I go into detail about all of the things I want to do, the ways I want to please a woman.
Now, she's made us a profile on LesbianPersonals.com! An affiliate of Passion, Affair Link the whole kit-n-kaboodle.
So here I am, discreetly blogging away and doing my thing for the last 20 months ... no more than that ... and now, because of me getting too hot and horny for my own good ... she has got a wild hair to fulfill it for me.
Shit, Shit, Shit ... Fuck, Fuck, Fuck ...
I'm such a panicker ... Do I turn off my profile? Stop blogging? Quit altogether? I don't know ...
Well, if your morbidly curious, our name together is spidersangel ... I can't believe I just did that.
She'll be putting up pictures soon. ~Shakes head~
What have I done?!?!
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I Want A Girl!...
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Posted:Apr 3, 2007 9:30 am
Last Updated:Apr 5, 2007 8:51 am
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I have been bombarded with desire for a woman. A real woman. Alice is very butch, very masculine ... I need a soft, feminine, beautiful girl. A woman that smells wonderful, looks amazing and isn't afraid to be sxy and sensuous with me.
I can see her female form lying before me, naked, beautiful, and willing. I want to feel it with my fingertips, run my hands over its luscious curves. Everything in me is screaming to touch her; just reach out and caress that soft, sweet skin. I can smell her lotion and perfume. It's scent gently tickling my nose, flowery and light, no too sweet. I lick my lips as my eyes take her again. She’s simply gorgeous. I want to kiss every inch of her, feel her soft skin against my tongue and lips as I listen to her heart speed up while I trail those kisses over her breasts, across her thighs, and around the moist mound of her pussy. My eyes wander over her body as I dream of what lie beneath her clothing, being able to see every last detail up close and in person. My lips pull back from her kiss as I imagined my mouth puckered over her nipples. I licked my lips with the thought and started to unbutton her blouse. She inhaled deeply. Her sweet perfume filled my nose as I leaned in closer to her body, my mouth watering at the thought of being filled with her breasts. I licked gently, and then sucked hungrily before letting myself take advantage of her bosom.. Her moans filled my ears, her hands grabbed at the back of my head urging me to take her deeper into my mouth. She tasted so wonderfully hot and erotic. I slide my tongue over the curve of her waist tasting the salty perspiration of her enjoyment. She lets her hands caress me as I maintain my worship of her body. Her lightest touch excites me. My nipples are erect begging for attention, my pussy is wet, throbbing with desire for her. She knows I want her. She knows she is in complete control. I feel myself losing sanity just looking at her perfect body. The outline of her neck, the dip of her waist, the swell of her breasts, the curve of her hips are all causing my mind to swim with excitement and sexual frustration. With pleading eyes I ask if I may tease her. I want to her nipples between my teeth. I want to flick my tongue over her breasts and listen to her gasp with delight. Her pleasure is my salvation to sanity. Upon her approval, I gently draw her beautiful nipples into my mouth and let my tongue dance across the tips of them. She is amazing; simply amazing. My tongue played with her clit, bouncing it and letting it jump off the tip. I sucked it gently between my teeth and forcefully buried my tongue inside of her steamy, hot hole. She tasted just as good as looked. She pulled me deeper into her folds, wrapping herself around my face and tongue, fucking my lips; thrusting against me. I felt her body tighten and release beneath my lips. I knew she was close to climax. I wanted to feel her flood my mouth with her juices.
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