IT girl? Im not.
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Posted:Jun 9, 2013 1:35 pm
Last Updated:Jun 10, 2013 1:25 pm
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Now who would have guessed, Im damned surprised
a button labeled "Recent Posts where I'm Quoted/Replied"
I like to talk, that fact can not be denied
Yet I found evidence, my words been spied.
My scroll arrows and nipples, both get work
At the key board, a physical and electronic jerk.
It may help if I read all the rules
Before I jumped into the big blogging pool.
The only hesitation that I now face
Where was that button, I found, placed...?
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Vision in the mist, angel of the mind
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Posted:Jun 9, 2013 5:06 am
Last Updated:Jun 30, 2013 5:23 pm
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I know your search, the demons slayed, burdens carried, whilst you seek;
For me, a slight of hand, dream, vision, hazy memory you keep.
The trials, the temptations, other woman seem sweet
Yet somehow, without vocal, a deep inner voice speaks.
Where is that angel? Slim not much to her, yet so much more.
You had me once, was it a dream or was it true.
Vision in the mist, angel of the mind,
Am I real or a false desire. Find me cruel or kind.
Seeking, searching, stretching, plant your cum
Angel or Devil, I will be done.
It is dependent on if
You can catch the vision of the mist.
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My Wrists, What Will They Take.....
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Posted:Jun 9, 2013 3:52 am
Last Updated:Sep 3, 2013 8:11 pm
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Take time to take in, the view open, looked out on.
Stripped of colour, fussy detail, inviting: look in.
What is it you really see? take in the vista, including me.
Am I central to your view, or hurdle to burst thru.
Look at my pose, look at me, offered up willingly
Standing at an abyss, push and drop, sink or swim.
My wrist, what will they take, what degree is at stake.
Do you see instant desire, or something, bigger wider.
A simple slut taken free, tied by rough rope 1 2 3.
Or a vision already bound, not often, rarely found.
My ties invisible, yet can you see, locks of impregnability
How I stand, proud, shoulders back, at ease, free.
I present, black and white, take in, what fills your sight.
This is me, what I am, how big I can be
A wench of the land, who needs a strong hand.
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Ring. Grip. Held. Bare.
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Posted:Jun 9, 2013 1:25 am
Last Updated:Jun 10, 2013 10:39 pm
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You let me hang free, loose, seen bare
The rings, held, placed, gripped, you put there.
Where ever I go, who ever will stare
My tits are claimed, these rings declare.
A statement made at the start of the day
You have command, message displayed
Happy that I have a token of you
I want to show off, have people view.
Why my desire to get home, to flee
Back to the arms, you, the owner of me.
Give me freedom, flight, feel heat of light
Through the clasp of rings, on nipples tight.
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Train Me
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Posted:Jun 9, 2013 12:08 am
Last Updated:Jun 10, 2013 5:42 pm
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Train me to stand tall, know your name
Train me to know, that I am claimed
Train me to trust Mr Engineer
a track I lay, destination clear.
Take heed, once my train has arrived.
My bags are packed, my passage will not be denied.
I am the lady of the train
Miles turn, depths obtained.
Train me to know, what gives you ease
Train me to bend, kneel, suck, make you pleased
Train me to let you take me away
a caboose, I follow your directions with a sway.
Take care, Mr Engineer. My embers are hot
My fire box, its been waiting, stoke my sweet spot
Open my vents, let me take you in,
Follow my tracks, no blame, no sin.
Train me to follow
Train me to take the lead
Train the drive within, where embershave burned
Drive the train, a right you have earned
Can you control this flighty, mighty, iron girl
Made of steel, lightness, rivets with a twirl
Would you be able to take the controls
That are two souls, one way, involved.
Train me to let go, take the ride
Train my trust, let go, you are my guide
Train to follow Mr Engineer
Through sun, shadows, valleys of death, we dare.
Are you the one, to allow me to let go?
Out of the shunting yard,please take me slow
A sweet coupling made, tight holes to make loose
Mr Engineer and his one cute caboose,
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How you find me lying bare
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Posted:Jun 8, 2013 11:03 pm
Last Updated:Aug 28, 2013 6:49 pm
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See how you get me, laying there.
Open and honest, curves that flare.
Goddess of her realm, relaxed her hold
Stay still, see what unfolds.
Bare in form, I let go my spirit
Sun kissed and gentle, to women a credit.
Watch my hand, a flight of digit butterfly
Its truth you see, self desire, mine, no lie.
Drink in what you see, what makes you pleased
Honest touch, done with ease
A beauty, a baby, an unadorned Dolly
Bare natural on wooden folly.
Are you patient, do you care.
To let me have summer kissed air.
Let me lay still, recover, soft touch done
The sigh and deep shudder, under a bright sun.
Come to me, Where I, a sexual goddess reign
You, a witness of my private domain
Open my eyes, lift shades, disperse mental fog
If I am goddess, are you a god?
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Hunter's stare
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Posted:Jun 8, 2013 9:04 pm
Last Updated:Nov 8, 2015 5:51 pm
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Do I know you are standing there
Eyes fixed, a hunters stare.
Scent of arousal, my invisible hue.
Am I aware that I am seen,
By eyes deep and keen.
Your gaze is heavy, I turn on cue
We both strangers, no words need said,
Shared universal language instead.
A hunter hunts, thats what they do.
With one silent stare, you sink your hook
Down to my heart, if you look.
Hunter and prey, the link of two.
Reel me in a trophy to mount, to put on the wall
Remember the day, I gave you my all
The instant my green eyes met your blue.
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Me with Coffee, Me with Tea.
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Posted:Jun 8, 2013 5:41 pm
Last Updated:Jun 10, 2013 11:54 am
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Coffee is dark, bitter and strong
Tea lighter, sweeter, dont get me wrong
The two are both needed to be sipped
I want both to pass my lips.
Coffee with no mistake, once glance all it takes
To have my tongue tip, escape, lick
At the thought of its hot black soul
entering my mouth, an empty hole.
Tea makes me realise my curse,
Take in, replenish, quench my thirst.
Let me sip soft tan, to sup
The ambrosia from gentle tea cup.
Coffee I want, Tea I need
or the other way round
What does it seem.
Whats on the menu, whats on display.
I pick what I want, to the counter to pay.
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Your touch upon my skin
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Posted:Jun 8, 2013 3:37 pm
Last Updated:Jun 9, 2013 12:53 pm
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Your touch upon my skin, connection is made
I relapse, instant addict, I crave
More of you upon me.
The thought consumes, nothing is left
Except the burning fever in my head
Take me with your touch.
You are my smack, my coke, my drug.**
Let me overdose, its not too much.
The delivered hit, via fingertip.
Watch my eyes, you will see them green
deepening in colouring, soft focusing.
Your touch, my need.
** Please note:
I have absolutely no idea what either smack or coke are apart from both are illegal substances. (SAY NO TO drugS)
Dolly.
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What do I give you? I do as I please
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Posted:Jun 7, 2013 10:48 pm
Last Updated:Jun 9, 2013 2:40 am
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Why you, its not fair,
some men mutter, why him not me?
What do I give you? I do as I please.
A flirt, a flutter, then I leave.
You see me out, on another mans arm
Enjoying his attention and charm.
Look on in judgment, he cant full my need,
is it a true or thought of greed.
Cut abs, youth, or hair
More to it that I list here
Look and use the eyes which I see
The man viewed before me.
Meat should be aged, well hung,
only then called cured.
It comes only with a man, matured.
So look and look again, watch and learn
How I girl like me you can earn.
Will I see you sitting over there,
hating him, stripping me bare
No, why should I be aware.
I am with him,
he is with me.
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Will you, can you, could you please
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Posted:Jun 7, 2013 9:58 pm
Last Updated:Aug 29, 2013 11:30 pm
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Keep my eyes in darkness, the fold of cloth, leave them blind.
Put a cloth across my mouth, my moans to stiffen, sound declined.
Keep me still, silent, a service in reverence bestow
I do my best to do your bidding you know
Stop my sight, sound. Leave blackness and my guttural moan.
Trust in this state, you know with you I hold
Be a good girl, you whisper, I do as Im told.
Do what you wish, you know that you can,
Vulnerable, blind, mute, laying there,
A vision of strength, a goddess bare.
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Is Tonight the Night?
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Posted:Jun 7, 2013 8:57 pm
Last Updated:Jun 10, 2013 4:13 pm
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When I wait no more, you will come thru my door.
Past the kitchen, into the hall, seeking the one you adore.
Late at night, a good girl I am, in bed alone.
Unexplored you find me, fresh, clean holes closed.
Is it tight titties, soft cunt or willing hunger
You reach out with soft finger
Tracing a line from mouth, nipple, belly, inner thigh
A soft trace of what you spy, my softly let go sigh.
Will you come to me tonight,
shall I sleep, prayers said wishing delight.
My slumber broken, warm hands, hem lifted
The weight of the bed, balance shifted.
Well trained, good girl you reflect
First touch, mouth and legs slightly part, a reflex.
First response to your command or touch of hand
I have learned how to make your cock stand.
Before I went to bed you see, a little bit of naughty me
Thought of what might may be, if fanasty became reality.
A small glass plug into my arse,
ready for fucking, no need to ask.
Nor question the larger, beside the bed, parked.
Is tonight the night, when I lay to rest, tween my sheets.
That you visit, your sweet ripe peach?
You let you fingers wander, become bolder, stronger.
The wait finished, patient no longer.
Roll me on my belly, let you hands slide, part legs wide
Down my butt, to the toy inside.
Knowing it was put there with you in mind
Your secret treat, left to find.
I feel your fingers, my sigh becomes a small moan,
when into my tight pussy, your explore, digits roam.
The control you have to keep me still,
Its what give me my deepest thrill.
Is it the softness of your touch, makes my cunt your glove?
I feel the skill, a gentle fullness given, not a harsh shove.
Is tonight the night, my soft night dress worn higher,
lifted by you, full of desire.
Heavy balls and your sweet girls need
A night of no sleep, a price to plant seed.
Is it too much to wish you today
That tonight you take me, in silent play.
Fuck me! Fuck sleep, I secret, I can keep.
Anticipation has taken hold,
the sun goes down I grow bold.
You read my words, your cock is awake,
thoughts of me, ready to take.
Are you to say yes tonight, I will
Or is it a reply of wait,
I swallow in silence the bitter pill.
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