Moochie’s Musings (and a pic or two)

My scars are both on the inside as well as the out now.
I didn’t cry myself to sleep last night.
There is still pain. Pain because of my surgery, and also because of things I’ve endured this past month.
I’m tired. Last night I slept fully for the first time in weeks. Will I be able to repeat it again tonight? Tomorrow?
I’m apprehensive about how my scar changes me.
Am I still going to be what you want?
Will my scars change me so much that you can’t see me the same way anymore?
How can I pretend it’s not there when I feel it every time I swallow?
How can I pretend it’s not there when I feel it every time I see a truck?
I want to heal.
I want to be healed.
I need to be held.

You're still a beautiful woman inside and out.
Scars tell a story.
You'll heal stronger than before.
 
My scars are both on the inside as well as the out now.
I didn’t cry myself to sleep last night.
There is still pain. Pain because of my surgery, and also because of things I’ve endured this past month.
I’m tired. Last night I slept fully for the first time in weeks. Will I be able to repeat it again tonight? Tomorrow?
I’m apprehensive about how my scar changes me.
Am I still going to be what you want?
Will my scars change me so much that you can’t see me the same way anymore?
How can I pretend it’s not there when I feel it every time I swallow?
How can I pretend it’s not there when I feel it every time I see a truck?
I want to heal.
I want to be healed.
I need to be held.

-Hugs-
 
You look sexy as always my dear.

And you are so kind, as always. :rose:

If only I could stand behind you, my arms around you. Pulling you close, my body pressing against yours. Yeah, that’s where I want to be.

That sounds like the beginning of a memorable night.

I know you want to stay so we can enjoy each other’s body again, but just leave your panties on the pillow to remind me of your scent until the next time.

”until the next time”... no truer words were ever spoken. I don’t often leave my panties for someone, but in this case, I will make an exception.

So much sexy in this post, very hot :cattail:

*blush* glad you enjoy it... I know I did. *knowing smile*
 
I am enjoying your pictures. Thanks for sharing. I am curious about piercings, because no one has any that I have been with.
 
My scars are both on the inside as well as the out now.
I didn’t cry myself to sleep last night.
There is still pain. Pain because of my surgery, and also because of things I’ve endured this past month.
I’m tired. Last night I slept fully for the first time in weeks. Will I be able to repeat it again tonight? Tomorrow?
I’m apprehensive about how my scar changes me.
Am I still going to be what you want?
Will my scars change me so much that you can’t see me the same way anymore?
How can I pretend it’s not there when I feel it every time I swallow?
How can I pretend it’s not there when I feel it every time I see a truck?
I want to heal.
I want to be healed.
I need to be held.
I am sorry for your pain, but you are a beautiful girl...in every way! I think your scar will become endearing over time...a reminder of how fortunate to have you with us. I feel like Id like to kiss it every time I see you
 
My scars are both on the inside as well as the out now.
I didn’t cry myself to sleep last night.
There is still pain. Pain because of my surgery, and also because of things I’ve endured this past month.
I’m tired. Last night I slept fully for the first time in weeks. Will I be able to repeat it again tonight? Tomorrow?
I’m apprehensive about how my scar changes me.
Am I still going to be what you want?
Will my scars change me so much that you can’t see me the same way anymore?
How can I pretend it’s not there when I feel it every time I swallow?
How can I pretend it’s not there when I feel it every time I see a truck?
I want to heal.
I want to be healed.
I need to be held.

You own that pain, it makes you stronger, wiser and ultimately all the more beautiful
You are very wanted :rose::rose::rose::rose::rose::rose:
 
I play with this kitty like you play with your guitar

Sometimes, the things he says make me go crazy with lust. I am restrained, though. A turtle dove. A demur kitten licking it’s wounds still. I can’t be hurt, scarred internally again. I can’t help but open myself up. His lips on mine: intoxicating. His tongue teasing, exploring, making my panties wet with the thought of his tongue other places. Then he is there, gentle at first, then picking up speed, fast, I go so fast and I can’t stop. He doesn’t stop. I moan his name. He knows it’s time and all the world is lost. I fall and tumble and collide, whirling in my head but still laying on the bed. My eyes open and I’m alone again.

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Sometimes, the things he says make me go crazy with lust. I am restrained, though. A turtle dove. A demur kitten licking it’s wounds still. I can’t be hurt, scarred internally again. I can’t help but open myself up. His lips on mine: intoxicating. His tongue teasing, exploring, making my panties wet with the thought of his tongue other places. Then he is there, gentle at first, then picking up speed, fast, I go so fast and I can’t stop. He doesn’t stop. I moan his name. He knows it’s time and all the world is lost. I fall and tumble and collide, whirling in my head but still laying on the bed. My eyes open and I’m alone again.

Dreams are often vivid, more so if they are of the 'wet' variety,

OR

was it real and he has gone to the bathroom whilst your body and mind was coming down from a mind blowing orgasm.
 
Sometimes, the things he says make me go crazy with lust. I am restrained, though. A turtle dove. A demur kitten licking it’s wounds still. I can’t be hurt, scarred internally again. I can’t help but open myself up. His lips on mine: intoxicating. His tongue teasing, exploring, making my panties wet with the thought of his tongue other places. Then he is there, gentle at first, then picking up speed, fast, I go so fast and I can’t stop. He doesn’t stop. I moan his name. He knows it’s time and all the world is lost. I fall and tumble and collide, whirling in my head but still laying on the bed. My eyes open and I’m alone again.

Glad to see you back and posting. :kiss:
 
I’m sorry for your pain, beautiful girl. Please be assured that your scar will heal and will easily be hidden if you want it to be.

Anyone who doesn’t want you as much as they did before your operation isn’t worth having. You haven’t changed and that’s the important part.

I think you are a brave girl by showing the world your scar, it shows me you have the strength to pass though this.

I am healing well already and I’ll give you all a peek at it soon. I don’t know if I want it hidden or gone completely... I like the battlescar as a reminder that pain can have no outward appearance and to be thankful for no longer having that intensity of pain anymore. Thank you for all of your support and kind words. :kiss:

You're still a beautiful woman inside and out.
Scars tell a story.
You'll heal stronger than before.

Thank you, and I really hope that I continue to heal well. I am a beautiful story and I’m writing some lovely verses lately.

mmmm... truly sexy :rose:

Thank you! And Welcome! So glad you’ve joined the fun! *blush*


*big, cosmically giant hugs back*

I am enjoying your pictures. Thanks for sharing. I am curious about piercings, because no one has any that I have been with.

Well Jake, I have my ears pierced as well as my navel and bilateral nipples. I chose bar piercings for my nipples because I like the esthetic. I had them done in March and have changed the jewelry twice so far. Right now I have rose gold with clear rhinestones in. Are you curious about how they change the feel of being sucked on or bitten? Or are you more interested in the pain of having them pierced initially?

I am sorry for your pain, but you are a beautiful girl...in every way! I think your scar will become endearing over time...a reminder of how fortunate to have you with us. I feel like Id like to kiss it every time I see you

*blush* you’re so sweet! I have an (overall) bright and hopeful outlook for my recovery and this scar is only a small piece of the puzzle that makes me.

You own that pain, it makes you stronger, wiser and ultimately all the more beautiful
You are very wanted :rose::rose::rose::rose::rose::rose:

*smile* this pain is all mine. Can’t help but love my body, even if it pains me and causes me issues at times... I’m still here and I still find so much enjoyment in life. Thank you.
 
Don’t let me know when you’re opening the door. Strap me in the dark, let me disappea

When I’m in his bed, I belong to him. Those are the first words he will make me repeat. I will never forget how his voice changes when he says it. So matter-of-fact. I believe him, listen to him, follow his every order when he uses that voice. Even apart, when he commands, I do. He uses me, loves me, tosses me, fucks me, claims me, and pleasures me to the core. He makes me feel safe when his arms are around me: enveloping me with those same muscles that also pin my hands above my head as he buries himself deep inside me while I moan and plead for more. His commanding presence calms me. Quells my fears. Makes me feel stronger. Pleasing me pleases him, and I love to please him. I don’t think: I know what to do because he tells me. When I am in his bed, I will belong to him and everyone else disappears.

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When I’m in his bed, I belong to him. Those are the first words he will make me repeat. I will never forget how his voice changes when he says it. So matter-of-fact. I believe him, listen to him, follow his every order when he uses that voice. Even apart, when he commands, I do. He uses me, loves me, tosses me, fucks me, claims me, and pleasures me to the core. He makes me feel safe when his arms are around me: enveloping me with those same muscles that also pin my hands above my head as he buries himself deep inside me while I moan and plead for more. His commanding presence calms me. Quells my fears. Makes me feel stronger. Pleasing me pleases him, and I love to please him. I don’t think: I know what to do because he tells me. When I am in his bed, I will belong to him and everyone else disappears.

Words are so important. They can be loving or controlling, even both at the same time with the right choice of words.

Sometimes a look is all that is needed to compel you and bend you to my will.

Just the lightest of touch to your hands and you know to raise them above your head and they will remain there without my needing to forcefully hold them.

You are mine to do with as I wish.
 
so beautiful and so sensual submissive and erotic your picture so perfect great pose look forward to the next one always classy but hot thank you
 
When I’m in his bed, I belong to him. Those are the first words he will make me repeat. I will never forget how his voice changes when he says it. So matter-of-fact. I believe him, listen to him, follow his every order when he uses that voice. Even apart, when he commands, I do. He uses me, loves me, tosses me, fucks me, claims me, and pleasures me to the core. He makes me feel safe when his arms are around me: enveloping me with those same muscles that also pin my hands above my head as he buries himself deep inside me while I moan and plead for more. His commanding presence calms me. Quells my fears. Makes me feel stronger. Pleasing me pleases him, and I love to please him. I don’t think: I know what to do because he tells me. When I am in his bed, I will belong to him and everyone else disappears.

Such a sexy pic to go along with this sexy story.
 
My scars are both on the inside as well as the out now.
I didn’t cry myself to sleep last night.
There is still pain. Pain because of my surgery, and also because of things I’ve endured this past month.
I’m tired. Last night I slept fully for the first time in weeks. Will I be able to repeat it again tonight? Tomorrow?
I’m apprehensive about how my scar changes me.
Am I still going to be what you want?
Will my scars change me so much that you can’t see me the same way anymore?
How can I pretend it’s not there when I feel it every time I swallow?
How can I pretend it’s not there when I feel it every time I see a truck?
I want to heal.
I want to be healed.
I need to be held.

Scars heal to the point you don't even notice them anymore. My wife just had lumpectomy on the underside of her right breast, looking at the scar finally make her (hopefully) early stage two breast cancer real. She freaked out a bit that her breasts were ugly now. I guarantee I won't even notice once it's healed.

Neither should anyone who cares about you, it will just be something that is part of you.
 
Been down one time. Been down two times. I'm never going back again.

It’s so hot I want to turn up the air conditioning in the car and spread my legs wide to allow my thighs the ability to breathe. I miss the rain. It almost came a weekish ago, but didn’t end up coming down. Like a tease, the clouds preparing and then decided they had better places to soak. I’ve felt hot rain before. It was strange; like a shower but clothed. I remember it didn’t smell how rain is supposed to smell. I wore a short skirt and felt extra sexy today. I ate nothing but desserts. I ran from imaginary hammerhead sharks and tamed one to be a pet. I did so many things that should have made me happy.

You don’t know what it means to win.
Come down and see me again.

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Can i be your hammerhead that you pet :) x i hope something made you happy

gorgeous dress.. lovely upskirt :) x
 
It’s so hot I want to turn up the air conditioning in the car and spread my legs wide to allow my thighs the ability to breathe. I miss the rain. It almost came a weekish ago, but didn’t end up coming down. Like a tease, the clouds preparing and then decided they had better places to soak. I’ve felt hot rain before. It was strange; like a shower but clothed. I remember it didn’t smell how rain is supposed to smell. I wore a short skirt and felt extra sexy today. I ate nothing but desserts. I ran from imaginary hammerhead sharks and tamed one to be a pet. I did so many things that should have made me happy.

You don’t know what it means to win.
Come down and see me again.
Nice dress. Nicer photos.
 
It’s so hot I want to turn up the air conditioning in the car and spread my legs wide to allow my thighs the ability to breathe. I miss the rain. It almost came a weekish ago, but didn’t end up coming down. Like a tease, the clouds preparing and then decided they had better places to soak. I’ve felt hot rain before. It was strange; like a shower but clothed. I remember it didn’t smell how rain is supposed to smell. I wore a short skirt and felt extra sexy today. I ate nothing but desserts. I ran from imaginary hammerhead sharks and tamed one to be a pet. I did so many things that should have made me happy.

You don’t know what it means to win.
Come down and see me again.

I love your photos. You can come and sit in my lounge with your legs spread and I’ll direct the cooling fan towards you. Once you’ve cooled down, I can warm you up again.
 
It’s so hot I want to turn up the air conditioning in the car and spread my legs wide to allow my thighs the ability to breathe. I miss the rain. It almost came a weekish ago, but didn’t end up coming down. Like a tease, the clouds preparing and then decided they had better places to soak. I’ve felt hot rain before. It was strange; like a shower but clothed. I remember it didn’t smell how rain is supposed to smell. I wore a short skirt and felt extra sexy today. I ate nothing but desserts. I ran from imaginary hammerhead sharks and tamed one to be a pet. I did so many things that should have made me happy.

You don’t know what it means to win.
Come down and see me again.

It is a travesty that this thread isn't the top thread on the first page every single minute of every day. It's just not right. Great post, interesting prose, beautiful pics. Thank you.
 
It’s so hot I want to turn up the air conditioning in the car and spread my legs wide to allow my thighs the ability to breathe. I miss the rain. It almost came a weekish ago, but didn’t end up coming down. Like a tease, the clouds preparing and then decided they had better places to soak. I’ve felt hot rain before. It was strange; like a shower but clothed. I remember it didn’t smell how rain is supposed to smell. I wore a short skirt and felt extra sexy today. I ate nothing but desserts. I ran from imaginary hammerhead sharks and tamed one to be a pet. I did so many things that should have made me happy.

You don’t know what it means to win.
Come down and see me again.

A most lovely post and such wonderful accompanying images :rose:
 
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