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starting new, time to celebrate my goddess within ::::
Sunday, July 31, 2005
what to say..i've decided to start over and create a new place for my desires, a new beginning, a new place to celebrate the goddess of magic, of wind and creativity. Curious being that I am, I wonder if blogger allows for adult content - we shall see.
I miss blogging this part of me and my other host, while it was great being there and I hope indecent comes back up soon, I think maybe its time to start new and fresh and celebrate the goddess within.
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touch me ::::
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
touch me gently
touch me softly
touch me roughly
touch me furiously
touch me deeply
touch my soul
touch me baby
Mood: flirty
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expei - July 26th, 2005
yes, i'll touch you mmmmmm
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the teacher-composer, final chapter ::::
Saturday, July 16, 2005
She can feel his hard cock against her thong, straining to get out but she waits, he has turned the tables on her, this was her fantasy to play with the teacher and he has taken over....
He slowly slides his hands under her top. He wants her top off now. He pulls off her top to expose her scintillating breasts. He palms each breasts and squeezes them urgently.
She closes her eyes and she can feel his cock throbbing wanting release. He is moving ever so slowly, driving her nuts with anticipation. Usually he urgently strips her clothes off but tonight he is taking his time. Is he paying her back for showing up in his class?
He likes to feel the warmth of her pussy, he wants to feel her flesh totally.
Her legs are trembling. He whispers, "you should have known better than to wear a thong tonight." He likes the thong. He's being trying to catch a glimpse of it all night, everytime she uncrossed her legs, he was hoping to get a glimpse. He playfully snaps the thong against her ass.
She is slightly trembling, she's been wanting to feel him in her ass all night. The skirt around her waist is getting uncomfortable, she wants to be completely nude upon his lap. She urgently wants his pants off but she keeps the thought to herself. As on queque, he pulls her skirt over her head, can he read my mind, she thought but he leaves her thong on.
She is sitting almost nude on his lap except for her thong. Again he whispers, a hoarse almost uncontrolled whisper, "raise yourself a little," she complies and he slides his pants off. His cock now exposed and pushing against the fabric of her thong. He kisses her breasts and can feel her firey pussy burning through her thong.
She is aching with desires, she needs to feel his hard cock in her pussy now, what is he waiting for? Why is he prolonging the game? Her need is strong, she can feel her juices starting to flow, she is aching with desire.
He pulls her thong to one side and position his rock hard cock into her pussy, slowly she raises and slides back down upon his cock.
Oh my, that is what she wanted. She can feel him slide deep into her pussy. She realizes she's in control at this point, her feet on on the ground. She slides slowly back up and then back down, bringing his hard cock deep inside her.
He's in ecstasy. His hands are crushing her tits, squeezing her nipples hard just the way she likes it. He leans into her breasts, he takes the opportunity to bite her nipple gently but hard. She cries out and slides deeper on his cock.
Up and down she slides on his cock. He bite her, finally. She loves it when he's rough with her.
He loves the feeling of the fabric of thong as she slides up and down but they've gotta go. He grabs hold of them and rips them off. They snap over their heads and fly into the teacher station. They are sweating, she is riding him harder and faster. He reaches around her and plays with her ass. She starts to moan. His cock is pulsing and throbbing withing her, it feels so smooth going in and out of her. She is so wet and she's shaking a bit.
He grabs her hair and starts to push back into her, his balls are slapping against her and then all of sudden he pulls her to the floor. The carpet is surprisingly pad but very comfy and firm. He starts pounding her pussy with all his will. She can feeling her orgasm building up, she is breathing heavier now, "don't stop" she whispers.
He pins her arms above her head and kisses her deeply and passionately. His hands come down and he grasp her head. They are totally engtangled in steaming sweaty animalistic sex.
She doesn't want him to stop, she feels him lightly bite her neck and his breathing is getting shorter and heavier. She hears him moan, omg, she loves when he moans, there is something so sexy about him when he moans. She is close, he is slamming into her, pushing deeper and faster, her legs are locked around him, pulling him deeper and deeper into her. She starts to tremble and wave after wave of an orgasm hits her body.
He slows down and like ocean waves starts to rock on top of her, almost growling as her orgasm hits. He licks the sweat from her brow and then kisses her. Rocking slowly, his tide is cumming, he is close to exploding.
He unexpectedly pulls back out and pulls her towards him. His cock is glistening, he is lightly moaning and she can tells he's on the verge of exploding. She wraps her lips around his cock, oh my, she can taste herself on him. He grabs her hair. His pre-cum is glistening on the tip.
She licks his cock like candy, exploring the ridges, tasting her sweetness.
His hand guides her head as he slowly moves in and out of her mouth.
She looks up at him and says, "i want to taste you."
Its exruiating when she stopped. He guides her mouth back down to his hard cock and finally lets go. Oh my god, he hands grip her hair tight, his legs are shaky, he shivers and puse another jet of his cum into her mouth..ohhhhhh mmmmmm..he falls back to the floor with a shudder.
She is so wet now. She licks and sucks him greedily she wants to taste all of him, his hand is wrapped in her hair and she feels him exploding, just as his cum hits the back of her throat. oooooooo, damn he tastes good. She wonders will the next class meeting end like this?
the end..
author's note: beside being incredibly wet writing this story especially since the teacher himself helped me finish the storyline. I think I need to actually take the class don't you? It would help me with my research on the teacher fantasy. Anyone have a mac that don't want anymore? According to the teacher, I need a mac to take his class, can't imagine why though - because if i need a mac to work on projects - well I know the teacher, couldn't i just come play with his? :D
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expei - July 16th, 2005 your not the only one fucking horny lol
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the teacher-composer, part 2 ::::
Friday, July 15, 2005
continued from part one..he changed the storyline a little..so..from the last line -
Where did she go? Damn, he couldn't leave, everyone was coming up to him to ask questions. He excused himself for a moment and sent her a text message to wait, he wanted to taste her
He saw her trying to get out the door and called out, Ms Smd!, wait!, you need to stay after class! He waited until all the other students had left and was scowling at her as they left.The other students looked shocked, they had never seen him angry. W was the last one leaving, he said goodbye, slowly, checking to see if he ackknowledge him. He reply, eyes still locked on her, "Goodbye, W." W finally disappeared, and he heard the reverberant slam of the outer door close.
She wasn't sure if he was serious or not. She knew she had crossed a line coming into his class and he was totally cool until now. She started to get angry. She wonder how he could suddenly become such a cold jerk after nights of passion and mind altering sex...
But then his scowl starts to turn, slowly into a wicked crooked grin. "You've come into this class and distracted me, Ms Smd" He's twirling a pen in his right hand and she is standing, he's reclined in the teacher's station, the computer is booting down.
She realizes that she is under the air conditioner, and it feels good. She starts to relax and tilts her head back to capture more of the cool air coming down from the vent in the ceiling. She closes her eyes as the cool area beats down on her nipples. She starts to speak, wanting to challenge him into movement. She hears nothing from him, she wonders is he still pissed? Then she jumps. His voice is in her ear, he had gotten up when she least expected it and now his tongue is flickering in her ear.
He reaches around her neck, grabs her hair and tugs lightly on it. He lightly bites her neck. He shoves one of the station computers asides and put her on the table gently. He spreads her legs and walks in between them. He starts to kiss her and his open palm is playing with her hair, cupping her head delicately, massaging her scalp.
Her eyes are closed, his left hand is on her collarbone, she can feel his thumb on her neck. His pants are bulging from his hard cock pining to get through the fabic. She feels his hand wandering down to her breast, teasing it through her light shirt. She is so wet, she can feel her juices starting to flow. And then he's gone. WTF? She opens her eyes and he has moved to over to the teacher's chair and he's staring at her.
He's chewing on the end of his pen, lounging in the chair, watching her, watching her warm flesh and pink face. "Come sit on my lap," he tells her. He wants her to feel what is happening to his cock. He wants to feel her weight on him. He needs her to sit on his lap and spread her legs wide open. He's tempted to throw his pants off but he waits.
She stands there staring at him.
He almost begs her, "come here, please."
She slowly moves to where he is sitting, raises her skirt and sits down on his lap, getting comfortable, teasing him. She is so hot and wet now, she wants to feel his fingers on her clit, wants to feel his teeth bite her nipples.
He's glad that this particular chair has no arms and the back is adjustable, he want her legs wrapped around him. The chair is back just a little bit. Her pussy is warm and wet and he can feel it through her clothes.
She can feel his hard cock pressing against her thong, straining to get out of his pants but she waits, he has turned the tables on her, this was her fantasy to play with the teacher and he has taken over....
to be continued...
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expei - July 15th, 2005stirs the cockles mmmm -pls continue
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the teacher-composer, part 1 ::::
Thursday, July 14, 2005
He wasn't expecting her to be in his class, the first day he took attendance, he glanced at her name but it didn't register until he looked up and saw her. Damn, there she was sitting in the front of the class in a short skirt and high heels and legs up to there. She had a low cut t-shirt on and he knew if he leaned over her, he'd be able to see her breasts as it was he could see her nipples poking through the thin material of her tshirt.
He forever the cool composed professional, didn't seem like he was aware of her presence, she noticed that he had noticed her but no hint of WTF are you doing in my class look or anything resembling that they knew one another.
He thought to himself, how was he going to handle this? Why was she in the class? He turned his attention to the class in general, going over the class outline, asking the general questions, like why are you here? what do you expect to learn? Getting names and contact information, introducing the required reading materials. When it came to her turn of why she was here, he had to turn his attention to her. He glanced over and saw her shift in her seat exposing her thong just for a moment. His thoughts wandered to that night when they were driving across the bridge, his fingers buried in her pussy, he finger fucked her all the way across the bridge, in and out, in and out, he had her skirt hiked up to her waist as she laid down in the front seat, moaning with ecstasy, thong pushed aside, fingers playing with her clit, she was soaked as her pushed his fingers deeper and deeper inside her pussy. He could feel his cock getting hard and he had choosen this night to go commando, what had he been thinking and what the hell was she saying, he had to concentrate.
She was telling everyone that she had the program but really didn't know how to use it, she wanted to understand the concept of MIDI again, that she had taken a course in MIDI back in college but she wanted to dive deeper into the subject, learning the ins and outs.
The ins and outs, diving deeper into the subject, yea, he could help her do that. Concentrate, he had to concentrate on the class, not the ins and outs of what he could help her dive deeper into.
She also was saying she wanted to learn how the effects and plugins worked with the program and learning on her own wasn't cutting it, she needed more instruction on the subject.
He went onto the next student barely listening to what he was saying, he wanted to taste her, damn it, he wanted her right then and there and he couldn't do anything about it. After everyone had explained why they were taking the course, he dimmed the lights and started a slideshow to show the basic elements of the program. He keep check on her, why was she squirming in her seat? He thought he saw her graze her thigh with her hand, was the light playing tricks on him or did she actually come close to playing with herself?
She was squirming in her seat, she looked up at him with a devilish grin on her face, he looked flustered to her but still in control very composed to the outside world. She could see it in his eyes. She was thinking yum, plugs in, where would those fit and the effects of plugins, oh my, she longed to caress her clit just barely, to feel his tongue in her pussy, to feel his hard cock in her ass and needing more instruction from the instructor himself. She found herself getting incredibly wet just thinking of his instruction tool. How would he use
it? was he getting hard? It was hard to tell in the dimmed lights as he began to show various screenshots of the program on the board.
She nonchalantly rubbed her hand over her breasts and pulled on her nipples. She saw him glance back at her with a look of don't. She crossed her arms over her breasts like she was cold and using the other hand, once again grazed her breasts, slightly pulled on her nipple.
She had her own show for him. She really didn't want to make him mad or anything and she really was interested in the class but the added bonus was that he turned her on just by talking, by being himself, by being excited about what he was teaching. And the added bonuses that she had this incredible hot teacher fantasy in her head and here she was in the flesh with the guy who had fingered fucked all the way across the bridge. She was squirming again but only so her thong would ride up her ass without her having to pull it in between her ass checks, making her wetter and wetter. She wanted to feel his fingers in her pussy again. She needed a break - maybe she could find the bathroom and just relieve some of this tension building up inside her, put her fingers in her pussy and rub her clit furiously for a few moments, close her eyes and pretend it was his fingers buried deep in her pussy, make the room seem more vibrant.
Her eyes were closed, was she even listening to him? Where was she?
She opened her eyes and realized they were still in the room, she was listening to him but had been in her own little fantasy. God, she needed a break, she needed air, cool air to bring her back to reality before she started playing with herself right there.
He finally finished with the slideshow, handed out the reading assignment for the week and dismissed the class for the night. Damn, it was early for him to dismiss a class but he couldn't concentrate on anything but what he was going to do to her on the way home. He realized at some point he could get a ride home tonight.
She rushed from the room, afraid to be the last one left talking to the teacher. She really really needed a cigarette and needed to bring herself back to reality.
Where did she go? Damn, he couldn't leave, everyone was coming up to him to ask questions. He excused himself for a moment and sent her a text message to wait, he wanted to taste her.
to be continued...
original comments:
expei - July 14th, 2005 more more! mmmmm
comeflirtwithmex - July 14th, 2005 Very good...by the way I like your blog's new look!
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it started with an email ::::
Sunday, July 10, 2005
so its started with an email the night before, I'm extremely horny and I want to give you a blowjob and an incredibly sexy IM about how hard he was, to be a fly on the wall watching him masturbate, just the thought made me wet. I got on an earlier flight home. missing the first standby then got on the second standby, as I drove home, I called him hoping he was home because what I really wanted was to stop at his house to give him that blowjob, no answer, so home I went. An hour later or so, I got a call it was him. He said he was incredibly tired and he was just going to go home, my thoughts, I had just gotten home and was tired too, no problem, figured I'd see him later this weekend, 10 mins later, got a call back asking which bart station was close to my house and could I pick him up - defintely but what made him change his mind?
fast forward we get back to the house, I finish what I was doing and then...kissing, clothes being pulled off each other, more kissing, feeling each other's bodies, being lead backwards to the bedroom with his big hand on my neck, something about when he grasps my neck, makes me so turned on...i'm on my back and the look in his eyes like ok I want my blowjob..hell, there was a point to my statement, I wanted to taste me on him and i can't just do it on command, i need to be completely utterly turned on..and/or it needs to be a spur of the moment for me, like entering his house, kneeling down in front of him, pulling his hard cock out of his pants, stroking and sucking his cock, now thats where that statement came from in the first place, i want to be in control, not him..he didn't get his blowjob right then and there, i wanted to feel him enter me slowly first, ahhhhhhh, that's it, my god, that felt good. Flipping me over on my knees and then him on his back, riding him..oooooooooooooo, orgasm, leg shaking, earth shattering orgasm, mmmmmmmmmmmmmm
then a brief break...he slept for a moment, perfect time to surprise him with that blowjob and I could taste me on him. wet thinking of how his tongue felt in my pussy, he surprised me, bite my clit, licked my ass slighty, his cock tasted so good yet it was hard to concentrate...hard to concentrate right now on this story, so very wet... he pulled me towards him..mmmm, i could taste myself on him, delicious, for a brief moment, i wonder what it would be like to taste another girl, i like the way I taste, so why not? things that flash in my head, in the moment...
then the cutest sexiest look and the words "give me your ass" even puts a smile on my face now, i complied...a few more new interesting positions, another attempt at giving him a blowjob and the events getting a little fuzzy....we slept at some point, actually he slept, I get wired from sex with de, I came back to bed after a while and slept.
We slept in til past noon, got up and I took him home..
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i need, part 2 ::::
Sunday, July 03, 2005
brushing, stroking
our bodies
intertwining like vines
upon a fence
lying down
softly
gently
softly blowing
drinking deep
of one another
a complete distraction
of me tasting you
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