Fuck me
Fuck me like the first time when it was new and unknown.
Fuck me because there is nothing else you crave right now.
Fuck me like we’re strangers who will never see each other again.
Fuck me because you need me deep inside you.
Fuck me like tomorrow’s sunrise depends on it.
Fuck me because you enjoy doing it more than anything.
Fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before.
Fuck me because I love it when you do.
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Fuck me

Fuck me like the first time when it was new and unknown.

Fuck me because there is nothing else you crave right now.

Fuck me like we’re strangers who will never see each other again.

Fuck me because you need me deep inside you.

Fuck me like tomorrow’s sunrise depends on it.

Fuck me because you enjoy doing it more than anything.

Fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before.

Fuck me because I love it when you do.

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Fingerfuck
Turn off the lights. I don’t want you to see what I’m doing. Lean back and close your eyes. Right now all you have to do is feel. You won’t have to focus on too many things because all I will use are my fingers.
I will not ask you to do anything. I don’t need you to return the favour. I don’t want your hands or your mouth. I won’t tell you to touch me or to taste me. My satisfaction does not come into it. It’s all about yours now.
I love to roam across your body and feel all its peaks and valleys. To provoke reactions from it. I want to feel it change. To be loose one minute and then get hard the next. To squirm and twist before freezing in place at the right moments. To get wet and drip down my firm fingers.
I’ll make you want to push me away while at the same time clenching around me so I stay inside you. I’m going to fuck you with my fingers until your legs shake and you’re ready to pass out. Until you can’t take any more but still want it.
The lights are off. It’s time for me to own you with just my fingers…
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Fingerfuck

Turn off the lights. I don’t want you to see what I’m doing. Lean back and close your eyes. Right now all you have to do is feel. You won’t have to focus on too many things because all I will use are my fingers.

I will not ask you to do anything. I don’t need you to return the favour. I don’t want your hands or your mouth. I won’t tell you to touch me or to taste me. My satisfaction does not come into it. It’s all about yours now.

I love to roam across your body and feel all its peaks and valleys. To provoke reactions from it. I want to feel it change. To be loose one minute and then get hard the next. To squirm and twist before freezing in place at the right moments. To get wet and drip down my firm fingers.

I’ll make you want to push me away while at the same time clenching around me so I stay inside you. I’m going to fuck you with my fingers until your legs shake and you’re ready to pass out. Until you can’t take any more but still want it.

The lights are off. It’s time for me to own you with just my fingers…

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Fight back
Why do we just take the things life throws at us? Why do we have to accept the status quo and try to like something we actually hate? Why don’t we live every day the way we want to with no compromises or settling?
Why? Because we come up with every imaginable reason why things are the way they are. Why they can’t be different. Why this is good enough. Because of other people. Because of circumstances. Because of this, that and the other. Reasons, justifications, excuses. It’s all the same shit in the end.
Why don’t we just drop the crap that’s holding us back or making us miserable? Because we’re afraid of change and the possibility that things might get worse? Because we might create pain for someone else? God forbid we hurt someone who might not want us to improve ourselves and our life in the first place.
Why don’t we change things? What’s the worst that can happen? We might fail. We might get hurt. But at least we tried. At least we gave it a shot. We’ll be able to look in the mirror with pride. With some damn self respect, one of the most abused qualities humans have. It’s time to reclaim it.
Fuck all the excuses! And fuck fear! I say no more. This is your life. It’s supposed to do what you want it to do. It’s meant to be how you want it to be. Make it. Too often we just go wherever the current takes us regardless of the destination or whether we even want to go in that direction. These are not medieval times or even the damn 50s. No one can force you to do what you don’t want to do. And if they try, fight them. You only have one life. Have the life you want. Fucking fight for it. Nothing is worse than having regrets. I’m getting rid off mine. I’m fighting back. You should, too. Do it. The perfect time is right now.
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Fight back

Why do we just take the things life throws at us? Why do we have to accept the status quo and try to like something we actually hate? Why don’t we live every day the way we want to with no compromises or settling?

Why? Because we come up with every imaginable reason why things are the way they are. Why they can’t be different. Why this is good enough. Because of other people. Because of circumstances. Because of this, that and the other. Reasons, justifications, excuses. It’s all the same shit in the end.

Why don’t we just drop the crap that’s holding us back or making us miserable? Because we’re afraid of change and the possibility that things might get worse? Because we might create pain for someone else? God forbid we hurt someone who might not want us to improve ourselves and our life in the first place.

Why don’t we change things? What’s the worst that can happen? We might fail. We might get hurt. But at least we tried. At least we gave it a shot. We’ll be able to look in the mirror with pride. With some damn self respect, one of the most abused qualities humans have. It’s time to reclaim it.

Fuck all the excuses! And fuck fear! I say no more. This is your life. It’s supposed to do what you want it to do. It’s meant to be how you want it to be. Make it. Too often we just go wherever the current takes us regardless of the destination or whether we even want to go in that direction. These are not medieval times or even the damn 50s. No one can force you to do what you don’t want to do. And if they try, fight them. You only have one life. Have the life you want. Fucking fight for it. Nothing is worse than having regrets. I’m getting rid off mine. I’m fighting back. You should, too. Do it. The perfect time is right now.

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One of a kind
Theirs was a rare type of love. Not one of those fleeting kinds that lights up quickly but dies off just as fast. It was like the eternal flame. Sometimes bright with an intense fire, at other times slowing to just a flicker. But it was always there. Burning, fueled by itself.
It was not without its challenges and difficulties. No love ever is. Life was like that. It took over and drained them at times. It demanded their full attention and everything and everyone else had to take a step back. But a strong foundation based on trust, commitment and a need to make the other person happy always prevailed and conquered any obstacle standing in the way. Always.
There was that desire, a genuine need, from both sides to only want the best for the other. To do whatever was needed to make the other person’s life as fulfilling as it could possibly be. It was not about only one of them putting the other first. If that were the case, they would not go the distance. Love would not be enough. But their connection was meant to last for forever.
Yes, they were one of a kind. An eternal and unbreakable love. It was quite perfect really. Unfortunately it was also destined to never become a reality…
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One of a kind

Theirs was a rare type of love. Not one of those fleeting kinds that lights up quickly but dies off just as fast. It was like the eternal flame. Sometimes bright with an intense fire, at other times slowing to just a flicker. But it was always there. Burning, fueled by itself.

It was not without its challenges and difficulties. No love ever is. Life was like that. It took over and drained them at times. It demanded their full attention and everything and everyone else had to take a step back. But a strong foundation based on trust, commitment and a need to make the other person happy always prevailed and conquered any obstacle standing in the way. Always.

There was that desire, a genuine need, from both sides to only want the best for the other. To do whatever was needed to make the other person’s life as fulfilling as it could possibly be. It was not about only one of them putting the other first. If that were the case, they would not go the distance. Love would not be enough. But their connection was meant to last for forever.

Yes, they were one of a kind. An eternal and unbreakable love. It was quite perfect really. Unfortunately it was also destined to never become a reality…

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(Source: enyaja, via bettyandme573)

Just one sentence
If I had to tell her in just one sentence what she means to me, what would I say?
Would I tell her that meeting her has transformed me and that it was one of the most important and unforgettable moments of my life?
Would I tell her that my day to day existence would be empty without the support, understanding and encouragement she always provides?
Would I tell her that without fail just seeing her gives my step an added bounce and my heart an increased beat?
Would I tell her that her amazing beauty on the outside still takes my breath away but that it doesn’t compare to the incredible beauty she radiates from the inside?
Would I be able to use just one sentence to explain how I feel about her? It doesn’t appear that way. I will continue to try but I’m afraid my words will never come close to describing how perfect she is for me!
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Just one sentence

If I had to tell her in just one sentence what she means to me, what would I say?

Would I tell her that meeting her has transformed me and that it was one of the most important and unforgettable moments of my life?

Would I tell her that my day to day existence would be empty without the support, understanding and encouragement she always provides?

Would I tell her that without fail just seeing her gives my step an added bounce and my heart an increased beat?

Would I tell her that her amazing beauty on the outside still takes my breath away but that it doesn’t compare to the incredible beauty she radiates from the inside?

Would I be able to use just one sentence to explain how I feel about her? It doesn’t appear that way. I will continue to try but I’m afraid my words will never come close to describing how perfect she is for me!

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Drunken hotel sex
She’s going to be so pissed, he thought to himself while trying to focus on the door lock. He could barely stand. The room numbers in front of him kept blending into each other. 832. 238. 382. He reached for the door handle hoping for some support from falling over as he attempted to get the key card at least in the vicinity of the lock. When his hand gripped the handle the door suddenly pushed open. Luck was on his side.
I will never drink again. He cursed himself as he stumbled into the darkness of the room. She was already asleep. The room was quiet and the air crisp from the air conditioning. All he could hear was her rhythmic breathing when he bumped into the bed. He held his breath trying not to move, yet swayed like a piece of paper in the wind. His eyes began to adjust to the dark and the silhouette of her sleeping form slowly came into his blurry view.
She always slept naked in hotels. Tonight was no different. Laying on her front she was spread across the entire bed. Her legs were open with one knee pulled up and even though he couldn’t really see much, just the thought of her exposed lips started to make him hard. Her foot was only inches away from him and as she stretched out her toe pressed into his thigh. That’s all it took.
It was as if he were suddenly sober again. Seeing that naked body and all its glorious curves in front of him gave him only one single thought. He unzipped his pants and let them drop to the ground. Then he pulled off his shoes and socks and began to unbutton his shirt. Taking too long he left it on and slowly climbed onto the bed and above her. He was throbbing and breathing heavily with the excitement of what was to come. His hard cock was pulsing up and down, leaving a drop of precum on her naked ass cheek every time it touched her skin.
"I’m sorry I’m drunk, baby. I don’t want to fight tonight. I want to fuck you," he whispered into her ear before his mouth moved down her neck. She stirred and mumbled something into her pillow.
"Psst. Don’t talk," he continued, pressing his cheek against hers and spreading her legs wider with one of his knees. The head of his cock slid up and down her lips, waiting for the signal to enter her.
"What’s going…? she grunted hoarsely when she felt the tip of his erection spread her lips. "No…," she continued with a half-hearted objection before pushing her ass back and swallowing up all of him.
He let out a satisfied moan before his mouth continued down her neck and over her shoulders. His lips dragged across her skin and he began to pump into her. Slowly and cautiously at first. Then with more speed and increasing aggression. The harder he slammed into her the more she pushed back into him. He didn’t move her or himself. Both remained in the same position as he fucked her more powerfully with each push. She moaned into the pillow leaving spots of saliva all over it. He sank his teeth with added force into her skin when he felt himself getting close.
She could tell he wouldn’t last much longer. Her hands reached for his wrists, which were next to her head, and took a firm grip on them. She spread her legs further apart and raised her ass, inviting him, encouraging him to go deeper. He couldn’t hold back any more. With his teeth buried in the flesh of her shoulder he let out a muffled groan when he came. He emptied himself fully inside her with short, hard thrusts, his head spinning both from ecstasy and the excessive consumption of booze.
Then finally he stopped and collapsed on top of her, his body threatening to pass out from the various types of abuse he had put it through. Her face remained pressed into the now drenched pillow. After a few long moments she reached for the bedside table lamp and switched it on. The light hit him like a slap in the face. Exhausted he eventually lifted his weary head and forced himself to slowly open his blinded eyes and look at her. Then another, bigger slap.
"Oh, fuck! You’re not my wife."
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Drunken hotel sex

She’s going to be so pissed, he thought to himself while trying to focus on the door lock. He could barely stand. The room numbers in front of him kept blending into each other. 832. 238. 382. He reached for the door handle hoping for some support from falling over as he attempted to get the key card at least in the vicinity of the lock. When his hand gripped the handle the door suddenly pushed open. Luck was on his side.

I will never drink again. He cursed himself as he stumbled into the darkness of the room. She was already asleep. The room was quiet and the air crisp from the air conditioning. All he could hear was her rhythmic breathing when he bumped into the bed. He held his breath trying not to move, yet swayed like a piece of paper in the wind. His eyes began to adjust to the dark and the silhouette of her sleeping form slowly came into his blurry view.

She always slept naked in hotels. Tonight was no different. Laying on her front she was spread across the entire bed. Her legs were open with one knee pulled up and even though he couldn’t really see much, just the thought of her exposed lips started to make him hard. Her foot was only inches away from him and as she stretched out her toe pressed into his thigh. That’s all it took.

It was as if he were suddenly sober again. Seeing that naked body and all its glorious curves in front of him gave him only one single thought. He unzipped his pants and let them drop to the ground. Then he pulled off his shoes and socks and began to unbutton his shirt. Taking too long he left it on and slowly climbed onto the bed and above her. He was throbbing and breathing heavily with the excitement of what was to come. His hard cock was pulsing up and down, leaving a drop of precum on her naked ass cheek every time it touched her skin.

"I’m sorry I’m drunk, baby. I don’t want to fight tonight. I want to fuck you," he whispered into her ear before his mouth moved down her neck. She stirred and mumbled something into her pillow.

"Psst. Don’t talk," he continued, pressing his cheek against hers and spreading her legs wider with one of his knees. The head of his cock slid up and down her lips, waiting for the signal to enter her.

"What’s going…? she grunted hoarsely when she felt the tip of his erection spread her lips. "No…," she continued with a half-hearted objection before pushing her ass back and swallowing up all of him.

He let out a satisfied moan before his mouth continued down her neck and over her shoulders. His lips dragged across her skin and he began to pump into her. Slowly and cautiously at first. Then with more speed and increasing aggression. The harder he slammed into her the more she pushed back into him. He didn’t move her or himself. Both remained in the same position as he fucked her more powerfully with each push. She moaned into the pillow leaving spots of saliva all over it. He sank his teeth with added force into her skin when he felt himself getting close.

She could tell he wouldn’t last much longer. Her hands reached for his wrists, which were next to her head, and took a firm grip on them. She spread her legs further apart and raised her ass, inviting him, encouraging him to go deeper. He couldn’t hold back any more. With his teeth buried in the flesh of her shoulder he let out a muffled groan when he came. He emptied himself fully inside her with short, hard thrusts, his head spinning both from ecstasy and the excessive consumption of booze.

Then finally he stopped and collapsed on top of her, his body threatening to pass out from the various types of abuse he had put it through. Her face remained pressed into the now drenched pillow. After a few long moments she reached for the bedside table lamp and switched it on. The light hit him like a slap in the face. Exhausted he eventually lifted his weary head and forced himself to slowly open his blinded eyes and look at her. Then another, bigger slap.

"Oh, fuck! You’re not my wife."

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Come away with me - Just you and I
Let’s leave it all behind. All of it. Every possession and material thing. None of it is that important anyway. Those are just restraints preventing us from moving forward. We will have everything we truly need. Just you and I.
Don’t start thinking about the consequences. Don’t worry about all the others. Worry about us and how much we need to do this. This is about the only two people who truly matter. Just you and I.
Think about how good it would be. Where we could go. What we could do. No commitments or duties. No responsibilities or problems. No hard times and no bad days. Imagine it. Just you and I.
I don’t need anything else as long as I have you. I wouldn’t ever ask for a single thing again. All I’ve ever wanted was you anyway. What more could I possible need? Now everything is complete. Just you and I.
Slide your hand into mine and let me take you away. We won’t tell anyone. They won’t even realize we’re gone. And when they finally do we will be new people in a new place with a new life. Just you and I.
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Come away with me - Just you and I

Let’s leave it all behind. All of it. Every possession and material thing. None of it is that important anyway. Those are just restraints preventing us from moving forward. We will have everything we truly need. Just you and I.

Don’t start thinking about the consequences. Don’t worry about all the others. Worry about us and how much we need to do this. This is about the only two people who truly matter. Just you and I.

Think about how good it would be. Where we could go. What we could do. No commitments or duties. No responsibilities or problems. No hard times and no bad days. Imagine it. Just you and I.

I don’t need anything else as long as I have you. I wouldn’t ever ask for a single thing again. All I’ve ever wanted was you anyway. What more could I possible need? Now everything is complete. Just you and I.

Slide your hand into mine and let me take you away. We won’t tell anyone. They won’t even realize we’re gone. And when they finally do we will be new people in a new place with a new life. Just you and I.

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What a journey
We’ve come a long way in what sometimes feels like the blink of an eye. In the scheme of things barely any time has passed and yet we have experienced every emotion there is. The excitement of the steep accent. The exhilaration of the glorious peak. The drama of the dark valleys below. It’s been a roller coaster, that’s for sure.
But I wouldn’t change one single thing. Not one. As painful as it might have been at certain times it has also reinforced to me what I have found in her. It’s a cliché but I guess there’s something to the whole ‘you don’t know what you have until it’s gone’ thing. I’ve come closer to losing it all then I probably know. But I also understand what I have and there is no way I want it gone.
Yes, we’ve come a mighty long way so far. But the exciting part is that the main adventure still lays ahead. How it will go, I couldn’t possibly predict. There will be periods of uncontrollable lust and such overwhelming love that I will have difficulty fully understanding it, just like I struggle with it sometimes now. There will also be dark chapters when doubt and confusion will come over us. We have the kind of relationship where that’s just unavoidable.
But that’s ok. If nothing else, I have faith. Faith in the sum of us which is so much bigger than what we are individually. I believe that eventually we will always get back on the right track, no matter what obstacle rises up in our way. As corny as all of this may sound there is no other way I can explain it really. It’s not based on any kind of logic or science. I just do - I believe.
We haven’t reached our final destination yet. And somehow I don’t think we ever will. This journey with her, for me, that’s my ultimate destination!
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What a journey

We’ve come a long way in what sometimes feels like the blink of an eye. In the scheme of things barely any time has passed and yet we have experienced every emotion there is. The excitement of the steep accent. The exhilaration of the glorious peak. The drama of the dark valleys below. It’s been a roller coaster, that’s for sure.

But I wouldn’t change one single thing. Not one. As painful as it might have been at certain times it has also reinforced to me what I have found in her. It’s a cliché but I guess there’s something to the whole ‘you don’t know what you have until it’s gone’ thing. I’ve come closer to losing it all then I probably know. But I also understand what I have and there is no way I want it gone.

Yes, we’ve come a mighty long way so far. But the exciting part is that the main adventure still lays ahead. How it will go, I couldn’t possibly predict. There will be periods of uncontrollable lust and such overwhelming love that I will have difficulty fully understanding it, just like I struggle with it sometimes now. There will also be dark chapters when doubt and confusion will come over us. We have the kind of relationship where that’s just unavoidable.

But that’s ok. If nothing else, I have faith. Faith in the sum of us which is so much bigger than what we are individually. I believe that eventually we will always get back on the right track, no matter what obstacle rises up in our way. As corny as all of this may sound there is no other way I can explain it really. It’s not based on any kind of logic or science. I just do - I believe.

We haven’t reached our final destination yet. And somehow I don’t think we ever will. This journey with her, for me, that’s my ultimate destination!

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Let’s just dance
Don’t worry about the dishes or helping with homework. Put that report down and shut off that part of your brain that makes you worry and freak out about every little thing. It’s time to let loose and clear the mind. Put on your favorite music, push the volume to the max and move your tall/short/skinny/fat/smooth/wrinkly/young/old ass. Do it!
Move like you’re the world’s greatest dancer. But if you suck, that’s fine, too. The point is not to look good, the point is to not give a shit about anything right now. Just to let go of all preoccupations, worries and stresses. All those damn things that wear on us every day. At times they’re easy to deal with. Sometimes they bring you to your knees like a boulder sitting on your shoulders. But screw it all right now. Crank up the music, throw up your arms and get moving.
Do it in your underwear in your living room, in a raincoat in the middle of a downpour or dressed to the nines in a fancy ballroom, if that’s where you happen to be. It doesn’t matter. Just do it. Laugh, sweat, be clumsy, be awesome. Be in the moment. Because, right now, this the most important moment of your life. Who knows how many you have left. I know I often forget to remind myself of that. But I did today.
So right now I’m busting some crazy moves while my neighbors are wondering why I’m determined to blow up my speakers. And even though they’re in their 90s I hope they decide to join in.
Stop reading and take your lover’s hand, your daughter’s or your grandma’s and say: Let’s dance, baby, because there’s nothing I’d rather do right now!
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Let’s just dance

Don’t worry about the dishes or helping with homework. Put that report down and shut off that part of your brain that makes you worry and freak out about every little thing. It’s time to let loose and clear the mind. Put on your favorite music, push the volume to the max and move your tall/short/skinny/fat/smooth/wrinkly/young/old ass. Do it!

Move like you’re the world’s greatest dancer. But if you suck, that’s fine, too. The point is not to look good, the point is to not give a shit about anything right now. Just to let go of all preoccupations, worries and stresses. All those damn things that wear on us every day. At times they’re easy to deal with. Sometimes they bring you to your knees like a boulder sitting on your shoulders. But screw it all right now. Crank up the music, throw up your arms and get moving.

Do it in your underwear in your living room, in a raincoat in the middle of a downpour or dressed to the nines in a fancy ballroom, if that’s where you happen to be. It doesn’t matter. Just do it. Laugh, sweat, be clumsy, be awesome. Be in the moment. Because, right now, this the most important moment of your life. Who knows how many you have left. I know I often forget to remind myself of that. But I did today.

So right now I’m busting some crazy moves while my neighbors are wondering why I’m determined to blow up my speakers. And even though they’re in their 90s I hope they decide to join in.

Stop reading and take your lover’s hand, your daughter’s or your grandma’s and say: Let’s dance, baby, because there’s nothing I’d rather do right now!

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I don’t love you
"I think about you all day every day but that doesn’t mean anything," she said all flustered.
"I can’t wait to tell you when something good or bad has happened but what does that have to do with it?"
"I feel terrible when we fight and can’t wait to make up but that’s no reason for it."
"I constantly think about your hands all over my body but why would that explain it?"
"You are the first thing on my mind in the morning and the last one at night but that doesn’t mean it’s true."
"My favorite thing in the world is to kiss you but how does that come into it?"
"If you say so," he replied smiling. "I don’t love you either for all those same reasons."
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I don’t love you

"I think about you all day every day but that doesn’t mean anything," she said all flustered.

"I can’t wait to tell you when something good or bad has happened but what does that have to do with it?"

"I feel terrible when we fight and can’t wait to make up but that’s no reason for it."

"I constantly think about your hands all over my body but why would that explain it?"

"You are the first thing on my mind in the morning and the last one at night but that doesn’t mean it’s true."

"My favorite thing in the world is to kiss you but how does that come into it?"

"If you say so," he replied smiling. "I don’t love you either for all those same reasons."

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Today is the day. Maybe…
Today I will tell her. Today she will finally find out how I feel about her, he thought to himself as he waited in line.
I can’t keep this inside any longer. She has to know before I explode. I need to feel her skin. I need to smell her hair. I need to touch her lips.
"Good morning again. It’s double shot and no sugar, isn’t it?" she asked, smiling at him from across the counter.
I love you!
"That’s the one," he answered, smiling back at her slight embarrassed as if suspecting she knew what he was thinking.
"Can I get you anything else?"
I love you!
"No. That’s all. Thank you very much."
"You’re welcome. See you next time." That big smile again.
I love you!
"Bye for now."
Tomorrow. I will definitely tell her tomorrow, he thought turning and heading for the door.
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Today is the day. Maybe…

Today I will tell her. Today she will finally find out how I feel about her, he thought to himself as he waited in line.

I can’t keep this inside any longer. She has to know before I explode. I need to feel her skin. I need to smell her hair. I need to touch her lips.

"Good morning again. It’s double shot and no sugar, isn’t it?" she asked, smiling at him from across the counter.

I love you!

"That’s the one," he answered, smiling back at her slight embarrassed as if suspecting she knew what he was thinking.

"Can I get you anything else?"

I love you!

"No. That’s all. Thank you very much."

"You’re welcome. See you next time." That big smile again.

I love you!

"Bye for now."

Tomorrow. I will definitely tell her tomorrow, he thought turning and heading for the door.

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Let me watch you
Oh, I want to see you badly. Up close and so personal. Just that one, sweet area between your legs. I want every little reaction. Those twitches and the pulsing of your muscles. Your fingers, the way the probe and push and press into you. How your body relaxes one minute and tenses up the next. I want to see you squeeze your legs together because of all the tingling before spreading them wide so you can push as deep inside as you can get.
And I want to see you drip. From out between those juicy, delicious lips and down your tight ass. I want to watch your fingers getting soaked, your whole hand getting covered in that sweetness that tastes so good. I have to see you drip and ooze and gush all over. I want you to soak the sheets like only you can. And then you will cum. Uncontrolled. Uninhibited. Hard! Just for me. Only me. Once. Twice. Three times. Until you’re sore and it hurts so good.
I want to be right there and see it all. Because nothing turns me on quite like seeing you get turned on. But you know that already. Enough talking. I’m in position. Get started!
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Let me watch you

Oh, I want to see you badly. Up close and so personal. Just that one, sweet area between your legs. I want every little reaction. Those twitches and the pulsing of your muscles. Your fingers, the way the probe and push and press into you. How your body relaxes one minute and tenses up the next. I want to see you squeeze your legs together because of all the tingling before spreading them wide so you can push as deep inside as you can get.

And I want to see you drip. From out between those juicy, delicious lips and down your tight ass. I want to watch your fingers getting soaked, your whole hand getting covered in that sweetness that tastes so good. I have to see you drip and ooze and gush all over. I want you to soak the sheets like only you can. And then you will cum. Uncontrolled. Uninhibited. Hard! Just for me. Only me. Once. Twice. Three times. Until you’re sore and it hurts so good.

I want to be right there and see it all. Because nothing turns me on quite like seeing you get turned on. But you know that already. Enough talking. I’m in position. Get started!

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Wishes do come true
There are times in your life when you don’t comprehend the significance of a particular situation. It might appear to be just another day. Just another chance meeting with a random person. Sometimes it can take you a while to fully understand the impact that situation has had and will have on your life.
I might not have realized it at the time but the significance of that one day is not lost on me any longer. It hasn’t been for some time. I understood quickly who she was and what she would mean to me. It was significant. It was unforgettable. It was life changing.
From that first chance encounter until this very moment that I’m sitting here writing these words, I have not lived a day since then that wasn’t made better simply by her being a part of it. I used to wonder what life would be like without her. I don’t do that any more. She’s like the air rushing through my lungs. Without it I don’t live. Without her I don’t exist.
So today I sit back quietly and celebrate the never dying light in my life. A flame that started out as a spark and turned into the soothing fire that now calms and warms me every single day. Take a deep breath, blow out those candles and make a wish, my love. Mine has already come true!
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Wishes do come true

There are times in your life when you don’t comprehend the significance of a particular situation. It might appear to be just another day. Just another chance meeting with a random person. Sometimes it can take you a while to fully understand the impact that situation has had and will have on your life.

I might not have realized it at the time but the significance of that one day is not lost on me any longer. It hasn’t been for some time. I understood quickly who she was and what she would mean to me. It was significant. It was unforgettable. It was life changing.

From that first chance encounter until this very moment that I’m sitting here writing these words, I have not lived a day since then that wasn’t made better simply by her being a part of it. I used to wonder what life would be like without her. I don’t do that any more. She’s like the air rushing through my lungs. Without it I don’t live. Without her I don’t exist.

So today I sit back quietly and celebrate the never dying light in my life. A flame that started out as a spark and turned into the soothing fire that now calms and warms me every single day. Take a deep breath, blow out those candles and make a wish, my love. Mine has already come true!

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The grass is greener on the other side
Isn’t that always the case? Humans are like that. We’re never quite happy enough. He doesn’t do this. She’s not good with that. He doesn’t understand me. She doesn’t pay attention. One way or another we will find reasons to complain about each other.
And then we look across that fence at that rich, luscious grass and compare it to our dried out, weed infested patch of dirt and it just seems to magnify all those things we don’t like about our situation. We start talking to the person across the fence and get seduced by the idea of being with them and how grand life would be then. By that romantic notion that surely that is the one I’m meant to be with. It’s all so clear. They give me this, that and the other. They are just perfect for me - from this side of the fence…
But are we basing that on anything realistic? Are we just in love with the idea of being with someone else because of the excitement of it being new and unknown? Maybe we’re not supposed to stay with the same person for an entire lifetime. It might be in our nature to have a need to change partners to get reinvigorated, to pump fresh blood through our tired and stale veins.
But then, are we comparing apples to apples? Would things still be as passionate and lustful with that new person once the realities of daily life come into it? Bills, kids and mortgages. Rushed dinners, problems at work and annoying in-laws. Can the drain of day to day life coexist with long-lasting and constantly fiery passion and desire?
I’m sure it’s possible for some people and probably not for others. But maybe, just maybe, we need to bitch and whine less and make more of an effort with the person we’re with. Because that’s the person we chose in the first place. And if in the end it’s just not right, if there’s no way of getting around the fact that we don’t belong together, then we should have the guts to walk away, regardless of all the reasons/excuses we have for staying. Because being jaded and miserable isn’t exactly helping anyone either.
Pull up your sleeves and get dirty. Kill some weeds, mow the lawn, water that grass. But do something. Don’t just sit on the fence whining about how bad things are. You’re not exactly inspiring the other person to do better themselves by doing that and it might just make them look for their own, new piece of grass…
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The grass is greener on the other side

Isn’t that always the case? Humans are like that. We’re never quite happy enough. He doesn’t do this. She’s not good with that. He doesn’t understand me. She doesn’t pay attention. One way or another we will find reasons to complain about each other.

And then we look across that fence at that rich, luscious grass and compare it to our dried out, weed infested patch of dirt and it just seems to magnify all those things we don’t like about our situation. We start talking to the person across the fence and get seduced by the idea of being with them and how grand life would be then. By that romantic notion that surely that is the one I’m meant to be with. It’s all so clear. They give me this, that and the other. They are just perfect for me - from this side of the fence…

But are we basing that on anything realistic? Are we just in love with the idea of being with someone else because of the excitement of it being new and unknown? Maybe we’re not supposed to stay with the same person for an entire lifetime. It might be in our nature to have a need to change partners to get reinvigorated, to pump fresh blood through our tired and stale veins.

But then, are we comparing apples to apples? Would things still be as passionate and lustful with that new person once the realities of daily life come into it? Bills, kids and mortgages. Rushed dinners, problems at work and annoying in-laws. Can the drain of day to day life coexist with long-lasting and constantly fiery passion and desire?

I’m sure it’s possible for some people and probably not for others. But maybe, just maybe, we need to bitch and whine less and make more of an effort with the person we’re with. Because that’s the person we chose in the first place. And if in the end it’s just not right, if there’s no way of getting around the fact that we don’t belong together, then we should have the guts to walk away, regardless of all the reasons/excuses we have for staying. Because being jaded and miserable isn’t exactly helping anyone either.

Pull up your sleeves and get dirty. Kill some weeds, mow the lawn, water that grass. But do something. Don’t just sit on the fence whining about how bad things are. You’re not exactly inspiring the other person to do better themselves by doing that and it might just make them look for their own, new piece of grass…

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Let’s fuck
Let’s fuck, she said. Like during those times when we didn’t have a single care in the world.
Let’s fuck, she said. Our naked bodies are the only things that exist at this moment in time.
Let’s fuck, she said. Imagine that this is the last time you will ever be inside of me again.
Let’s fuck, she said. Because I need you to want me and because you need to have me right now.
Let’s fuck, she said. I love you and you love me but making love just won’t do right now.
Let’s fuck, she said. And so we did…
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Let’s fuck

Let’s fuck, she said. Like during those times when we didn’t have a single care in the world.

Let’s fuck, she said. Our naked bodies are the only things that exist at this moment in time.

Let’s fuck, she said. Imagine that this is the last time you will ever be inside of me again.

Let’s fuck, she said. Because I need you to want me and because you need to have me right now.

Let’s fuck, she said. I love you and you love me but making love just won’t do right now.

Let’s fuck, she said. And so we did…

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