Find Me
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Posted:Jan 8, 2020 12:56 pm
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2024 1:06 pm
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Come find me
I am here
Patiently waiting
Silently craving
Eager to please
Needing
And wanting
You....
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Good Boy
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Posted:Dec 29, 2019 10:58 pm
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2024 1:06 pm
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I woke today with such a craving, such a desire to be satisfied, the splash of the shower almost took me over the edge. I had a few hours before I had to go in, and tried to focus on assembling the bills to pay and letters to send out, but my mind wouldn't let me rest. I came here, not seeking anything in particular, but seeking something very definitely, somehow needing to address my deep cravings. The rooms were busy, but tepid, and I needed something more involved, more intense, so that I could at last settle down to my day. On a whim, I ventured into the cam room, and saw that it was filled mostly by men having a similar need and craving. Still, the idea of being watched aroused me and my mind fantasized about what could happen, what couples may be doing in the room. Many of the women were aggressively asking the men to do specific actions, coaching them onto their orgasms, rewarding them with their smiles and gasps of appraisal. It was like a circus, but I couldn't tear myself away...I wanted to be one of the ones being watched, and I desperately wanted to bring myself to orgasm. I hesitated, then turned on my webcam and waited. My fingertips found the zipper in my pants, and with a soft purrrr, I was open..my hand slipping between the soft front vent of my boxers. At the touch of my fingertips, I felt myself swell again and stiffen, wondering if I would have the nerve to continue. Watching the screen, I found to my dismay that there were no viewers, there was no woman that I could share this burning intimacy with. My fingertips gently tugged and encircled the rubbery stiff crown of my manhood, and with my thumb I slowly stroked the large vein that ran the length of my cockshaft. My eyes half closed at the sensation, and I allowed myself the thought, the fantasy, of a woman's lips tenderly loving me there. I was allowing myself the moment of intimacy I craved, when I heard a soft "ding" and saw that a viewer had arrived. It was a woman I never met or saw before on-line, and her only message to me in the dialogue box was a simple... "please ?"... My hand moved up my shaft and I found myself staring at the dialogue box, wanting her to say more, desperate to do whatever she requested. I was lost in the moment, never knowing that I could ever do this on-line, for a total stranger, feeling her eyes upon me, watching me stroke myself for her. A small pearl of my essence found its way to the tip of my cock, and I rubbed it over the head making it glisten in the dim light of the monitor. Tightening my grasp, I stared again at the dialogue box....this time she had typed a smiley face and a single word....."more?". My hand grasped and stroked my cockshaft harder, I found myself moaning softly as my pleasure built and intensified. My hips rose and feel with each tug on my cock, and I felt like at any second I could tumble over the edge and lose complete control. I imagined her eyes watching me, wide and excited...perhaps she was joining me in this intimate moment, her fingertips equally busy, her moans carrying softly as she felt herself tense. The thoughts drove me wild with passion, and I waited and waited for a response from her...anything...anything at all..then suddenly, I felt a deep intense spasm wash over me, and gasping aloud I felt myself release and spill my ropey white load over my hand and trousers. Another spasm, and a second volley of my satiny seed spurted and landed on my thigh. I was breathless at the sensation, and found yet a third spasm rocking me. I hadn't had that kind of orgasm in ages. My head was spinning, and I felt so totally at peace when it was over.When I finally glanced over at the monitor, I caught her final words .. "Good Boy! "...and another smiley face, and she was gone. I never did get her name ......
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Temporary Help
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Posted:Dec 16, 2019 10:10 am
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2024 1:06 pm
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She noticed him the moment he arrived the new workstation, a bit older than her but with a smile and personality radiated confidence. She watched as he unpacked the boxes of files and personal belongings from across the aisle, smiling when their eyes met and then looking away so as no not embarrass him. He was an average looking man, but had an elusive manner intrigued her and made her want get know him better.Her smiles had not gone un-noticed, and as he arranged the work into cabinets and drawers, he found his gaze drawn to her her desk, her grey pencil skirt and deep blue blouse hugging her body and taking his eyes on a wonderful journey of exploration. Momentarily, enjoying his view, he stopped bustling papers, and with the cessation of noise she glanced over to see his eyes on her. Slowly arising, she made her way over to his workstation cubicle to introduce herself. Her heart was pounding, and she found herself somehow drawn to this newcomer, seduced by his eyes and broad shoulders. "I'm just here for the week, temporary fill they told me." He flashed a broad smile, and she felt her knees weaken, and she half-murmered "Well, I should show you around then." After a cursory walk through the halls and corridors of the office, she opened the door to the staff lounge and beckoned him to enter. "This is where all the real business happens" she joked, and bending over to retrieve the coffee filters from the lower drawer, she added "they always place them down here, where it's hard to get." Admiring her shapely ass from behind, he teasingly added "very hard indeed".The pencil skirt clung to her like it was sprayed on, revealing the delicate whispy outline of her thong and smooth ass cheeks, and he found himself becoming aroused, wondering how he would explain the growing bulge in his pleated trousers.Standing upright again, she turned and smiled seductively as she placed the coffee filter in the basket. Brushing past him, she allowed her thigh to rub against his leg, and sensed the arousal had begun. Opening the cupboard drawer, and finding the coffee was nowhere be found, remarked "well, I might as well show you where we keep the coffee too". They moved to the end of the far corridor, and using her pass key, she opened the small storage room and stepped in, motioning him to join her. With a click, she closed the door behind him. Looking into his eyes as her hands slid down his arms "I prefer cream with coffee". Her delicate fingertips searched and found his manhood, making him gasp deeply as she placed her lips on his and kissed him hard. Her lips tasted like raspberries, and he felt a shudder run through his body as her hand massaged the length of his rigid cock through his trousers.His head was spinning from arousal, and with his hands he took her head and pulled her mouth to his, kissing her hard, their tongues lashing and teasing each other, their bodies now very close. He felt her breasts flatten against his chest, and hastily he unbuttoned her blouse revealing the delicate demi-bra she wore beneath. Her chest was heaving as she fought to gain composure, but her mind was elsewhere, and her fingertips drew the metal zipper down with a husssshhhhh.His cock sprang free through the slit in his boxers, and she quickly wrapped her fingers around him, feeling the girth of his member."Ohgodddd" was all he could muster, as she began to tug and twist her hand on his cockshaft. First cupping her breasts in his palms, admiring the size and shape of her bosom, he suddenly dropped his hands to the zipper on her skirt and desperately tore it down, letting her step out as it tumbled around her ankles.Sliding his hands down and around her thighs, he lifted her of her feet and pressed her against the back wall as she draped her arms around his shoulders and neck. Their bodies merged tightly as his cock slipped up and over her thong-covered mound.Grinding against him felt so incredible, and she kissed his mouth hard, drawn into the intimate dance they were about to perform. "Allow me" she whispered into his ear as she tugged the gossamer-thin fabric of her thong aside, and grasped the swollen head of his cock with determination, pulling him to her waiting pussy.On cue, he thrust hard and up into her waiting tunnel, feeling her muscles contract and pulse rhythmically on his buried cock. The heat of her body surrounded him, and he moaned deeply, forgetting the place and time of their encounter, thinking only of the need to satisfy her. Consumed by the passion between them, she lifted her pelvis to meet and accept the hot smooth ramrod was now pumping and slamming into her, the thick vein on his cockshaft riding against her succulent clit, making her tremble and gasp. "Ohgoddd" was all she could cry as he suddenly stopped, his body tensed, arching his back, and kissing her mouth hard. As he came, he sucked the hot moist air from her lungs into his, then breaking his mouth away, his face flushed, he released his load up and into her waiting pussy, spasm after spasm rocking his body. She was mounted deeply on his cock, her legs locked behind his lower back, and from inside she felt the gentle flutter of his thick seed as it released, and flooded her and filled her with its warmth. Clenching his teeth hard, the pleasure overwhelming him, he groaned deeply "...fuuuuckkkkkk" to be joined by her command "Yes, fuck me, fuck me hard". They pounded and slammed together in the tiny room, his nutsack hitting her sweet back door with every heavy thrust until he was spent and drained, leaning against her, against the wall, gasping.She looked into his eyes, moaning softly, contentedly, still mounted and very much joined with this stranger. It had been a glorious , and her wet thighs attested the pleasure she had both given and received. His hands gently lifted her off his still rigid and swaying cockshaft, and once again her feet found the floor. Reaching for a roll of paper towels from the supply rack, she lovingly cleaned her new-found lover, and then attended to her own composure, eventually slipping back into her skirt and blouse as she watched him zip up and adjust his belt and shirt.The sensual musky scent of their love-making was everywhere in the tiny room, and cracking the door open, she checked to make sure the hallway was empty before they both stepped . Passing the staff lounge again, he caught a fragment of conversation between two other co-workers. "Why does she always put the coffee filters in the freaking bottom drawer?" "I dunno, and why is the coffee hidden behind the container?" He turned her, about ask. She smiled and winked back him seductively "shhhhh, don't tell a soul".
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Moonlight Affects Me
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Posted:Dec 13, 2019 11:35 pm
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2024 1:09 pm
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He lays back on the large bed, the moonlight splashing over his naked form, bathing him in a pearly white ....his eyes are half closed, as he listens to the calmness of the midnight world around him...his mind drifting to thoughts of her, his body stirs, a warmth spreading and he finds himself hard once again....slowly, he strokes his chest and stomach, his fingertips spreading out across his skin, so sensitive to his touch..his manhood rises to meet his fingertips, and gently he takes it in his grasp...involuntarily, his hips rise to his touch and he allows himself the freedom to encircle and squeeze...the sensation makes him gasp aloud, and he imagines that she is there with him as his hand slowly begins to stroke and pump his swollen organ...in his mind, her mouth is on his, her tongue teasing his as her breasts press and flatten against his chest, her hands always roaming and exploring....her lips nibble and suckle on his nipples and her body moves cat-like over his, her breasts dragging softly across his flesh...nipples taut and rubbery as they trace along his body, he slips his hands over her thighs and around her back....his hand never stops moving as his imagination soars..he hears, in his mind, a soft purr as he slides his fingertips higher and finds her breasts, giving them a loving squeeze as she finds him...returning the affection...her eyes are wide as she looks deeply into his, her grasp tightens as she seductively licks her lips, her desires evident..matching his own needs...suddenly...without warning....he is there..tumbling over a cliff of emotion....his legs spasm...he cries out....as a wave of passion erupts...causing him to groan softly, deeply...spilling over his naked stomach...to be joined by another ropy stream....thick and hot....glistening white in the moonlight...his breaths are erratic as he allows the flood to overtake him until finally he is calm once again....and she is nuzzled beside him once more as he drifts off to a deep sleep.....
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Is It Wrong ?
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Posted:Dec 5, 2019 12:27 pm
Last Updated:Apr 3, 2024 1:09 pm
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Is it wrong
to ask
with your eyes
as she moves down your body?
To beg
as you lay back
and open your legs
feeling her hot breath upon you?
To arch and gasp
at the instant
she touches you
with the tip of her tongue?
To moan
as her fingertips
encircle you
and tug you there
slowly?
Is it wrong
to ask?
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Why
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Posted:Nov 30, 2019 11:32 pm
Last Updated:Jan 18, 2020 10:35 pm
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I come here find an escape from the day day routine, and perhaps share intimacy with a like minded woman. It has become harder and harder make that connection, and the inability IM without a bag full of points makes casual conversation and private dialogue almost impossible. So why am I still here.. I wonder?
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