karalynn

Quote of the Day:
Im a bisexual man trapped in a Womans Body. Self



I am wallowing in this CD right now. I lived and died by this CD my senior year of High School.

I must have listened to it thousands of times going back and fourth from wrestling matches. And no I was not a Fucking Mat Maiden.

Central North Carolina Pagan Pride Day is this Saturday. Ill be there with bells on and maybe even my horns. The Coven has an info table. Stop by and say Hi.

A story for your reading pleasure:
Afternoon Rendezvous

I pull into the drive. You meet me at the front, we get just inside and you close the door behind me. We fall into each other once the neighbors are locked safely outside. You push me toward the steps kissing me as I back my way up the stairs, my hands in yours pulling you upstairs with me. In the doorway to your bedroom I press you hard against the door jam, my body pressed tightly against you. My one hand fumbling to untuck your shirt the other wrapped around the curve of your thigh and buttocks, my lips hungrily seeking yours. My tongue slipping against and over yours. Moans coming from me with every exhale. Im so much rougher and more aggressive, than I mean to be, having missed your touch for so long now.

I finally slip my hand beneath your shirt running my fingertips across your stomach, up your ribs, cupping your soft breast. I start kissing down your jaw and down your neck. You push me toward your bed. I pull your blouse over your head and unfasten your bra as we move across the bedroom, taking in your beautiful shape and the site of your soft supple skin, that makes me want to kiss you all over.

I slide my hands around to your back onto your shoulder blades and bow down to take one of your pink nipples into my mouth. Sucking and gently biting. You toss your head back and moan slightly. And I feel you place your hand softly on the back of my head, combing your fingers through my hair. You slide your hand around my jaw, to my chin lifting my face. I look up into your blue eyes and feel your other hand drawing my shirt up. I stand and you tug it over my head. You bow your head and kiss me just where my shoulder and neck meet while reaching around my back to unfasten my bra.

We again press ourselves into one another our hands moving across each others backs. I kneel before you and slide your pants down to your ankles. And you step out of them. You have on pretty black panties. I stand up sliding my hands up the outside of you legs, over your hips, fingertips moving up your ribcage, over the curve of your breasts and up your neck. I hold your head and kiss you again. My fingers running through the hair on the back of your head.

I feel your hands sliding across my torso and you begin to untie my sarong; with a quick flip of the wrist, the oversized cloth is tossed across the room billowing down to the floor. Now, you reach up, grab my head and kiss me. I reach down between your thighs and softly stroke the outside of your panties, finding them damp. I slip one finger under the small slip if fabric and slide my finger up and down the warm moist flesh of your sex. You let out an exhale and soft moan when I touch you. I continue to enjoy your moistness and kiss your neck and shoulders. I slip my other hand between your hips and panties and slide the tiny lacy barrier off. I get down on my knees before you and lick you, tasting your sweet sex, my finger exploring you, slick with you.

I take my lips away from you, stand up and push you toward the bed. As you lay back on the bed I ask you to lie on your stomach. I straddle your back and proceed to give you a massage. It has been too long since Ive felt your skin under my hands and I want to indulge my senses with you. Starting at the small of your back I work up each vertebra with my thumbs. I work every muscle in your back, your muscles relaxing at my touch your whole body opening up to me. I can feel your body subconsciously giving in begging me to go deeper. I lean forward and kiss you on the neck just blow and just behind your ear.

I kiss you down your spine to the small of your back. I kneed your buttocks and thighs and feet and have you roll over. I continue my massage, the front of your shoulders, your upper chest, working the muscles between your breasts stopping to suck and caress each of your breasts. I move over your stomach and again work down your legs.

I crawl up between your creamy thighs and gingerly approach your cleft and lick your slit. You moan pressing your pelvis up to my mouth. I look up at you from my compromising position and you smile down at me. I close my eyes any bury myself in your scent. Gently and rhythmically I explore you with my tongue. Stroking your thigh with my hand alternating my touches between my fingertips and my nails. I slide my fingers between your lips, opening you up to me. Your hot wetness exposed, my fingers reaching deeper into that satin wetness, my tongue stroking your clit. You press yourself into me harder, and harder. I dont stop and I feel the pulse of the orgasm against me your body tightening around me. Your moans and sighs fill the air. When the silence comes, your body softens. I climb up over your body and kiss you.