So, I left that group - the Caregivers Who Want to Have Sex group. Funniest thing, I tried to write some more of the fantasy, but it just didn't go anywhere good. I tried several approaches, but no matter what I did, it ended with an "ew," not an "ahhhhhh." I thought that was a … Continue reading The Power of Fantasy
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In the Wrong Place… a fantasy
"Are you sure you're in the right place?" he messaged. It was just a chat message on Facebook, from someone I'd never met, but somehow I could picture him with one eyebrow raised. I laughed. And messaged back, "Oh, probably not. I rarely am." It was a hook-up group of sorts where we'd met, on … Continue reading In the Wrong Place… a fantasy
More Good Times in The Land of Vanilla
Living life in the fast lane over here - ok, not really. I just like to say that, and "Just walking on the wild side" too, but you know, neither of those are exactly true. I do have some exciting interesting fairly mundane updates to share. 😀 The Noom thing is going well. I've now … Continue reading More Good Times in The Land of Vanilla
Just Giggling Over Here
So, this thing happened and, as is sometimes the case, this is still the best place to share it. So I'd been feeling the lack of relationship and struggling with what to do. I had joined this FB group for caregivers that was really helpful in giving me some perspective on my life and my … Continue reading Just Giggling Over Here
Thoughts in April, Page 14
If you're just now starting, the actual beginning is here. He didn't leave her waiting long. He knew that she was suffering and he he wanted the pain to lift her suffering, not let it take hold and settle in. So he moved the chair to put himself in position, doubled the belt over so … Continue reading Thoughts in April, Page 14
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If you're just now starting, the actual beginning is here. She heard his footsteps, heard him walk by and set the tray on the table next to his chair. She didn't have to see it to know it would have an assortment of crackers and cheese, thin sliced ham and prosciutto, a small bottle of … Continue reading Thoughts in April, Page 13
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He controlled the pace completely, holding her still on his lap, his hands on her hips. He began to move his hips, impaling her more deeply on his cock. She was overwhelmed with sensation. "Pinch your nipples," he said. She hesitated, but just for a moment. Then she put a hand to each breast. She … Continue reading Thoughts in April, Page 12
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"Come here," he said, lifting his hand off his neck, allowing her to pull away, releasing his cock from her mouth. He pulled her up so that she was over his knee, her body stretched diagonally across his lap, her head resting on the edge of his lap. This effectively raised her ass over his … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 11
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If you're just now starting, the actual beginning is here. "Very slowly," he said, "lower your mouth and let your tongue touch me. Not the tip, just the flat part of your tongue." As she followed this direction, letting the taste of him fill her, he smiled. "Such a good girl," he said, stroking her … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 10
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{I know, it's not April anymore! But I think I'm stuck with this silly title. I had no idea this would turn into a saga...} If you're just now starting, the actual beginning is here. He stood, and took her hand, as if she were a child. It seemed surreal to her, that she was … Continue reading Thoughts in April, page 9
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