Moochie’s Musings (and a pic or two)

The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you

I think in lyrics. I feel in songs. I get a cathartic feeling singing in the car as loud as I can with the music blaring. I haven’t sang karaoke in a long time... and decided to take the plunge and go the other night. I didn’t sing “Take me to Church,” but someone did. Someone very sexy. Someone who can really take the lead while dancing. The chorus took me by surprise and I had to excuse myself for a minute to take a deep breath outside.

Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

It was like being hit in the chest with a softball: the wind knocked out of me. Those lyrics... I fell apart. I was transported back to a year ago and trying to get through the holidays... holidays in my family start in September because of birthdays... birthdays through until the end of December... how am I supposed to cook a turkey without him on the phone? I stood outside the bar with my back against the brick wall, taking deep breaths and trying to figure out why I was hurting so much. And there it was: the kernel of truth I needed. I don’t feel like I did a year ago. Not anymore. I’m stronger now. More independent. I’ve changed so much... and that’s scary. I stood up, marched my ass back in that bar and sang “I’m so sick.”

If you want more of this
We can push out, sell out, die out
So you'll shut up
And stay sleeping
With my screaming in your itching ears

PS. Sorry this isn’t super sexy/lusty... but I think it’s one of the reasons I’ve been feeling off lately... so I felt like sharing. Have some sexy purple teddy pics to help keep balance!


you are so creative and amazing . I wish I could let myself out like you :kiss:
 
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you

I think in lyrics. I feel in songs. I get a cathartic feeling singing in the car as loud as I can with the music blaring. I haven’t sang karaoke in a long time... and decided to take the plunge and go the other night. I didn’t sing “Take me to Church,” but someone did. Someone very sexy. Someone who can really take the lead while dancing. The chorus took me by surprise and I had to excuse myself for a minute to take a deep breath outside.

Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

It was like being hit in the chest with a softball: the wind knocked out of me. Those lyrics... I fell apart. I was transported back to a year ago and trying to get through the holidays... holidays in my family start in September because of birthdays... birthdays through until the end of December... how am I supposed to cook a turkey without him on the phone? I stood outside the bar with my back against the brick wall, taking deep breaths and trying to figure out why I was hurting so much. And there it was: the kernel of truth I needed. I don’t feel like I did a year ago. Not anymore. I’m stronger now. More independent. I’ve changed so much... and that’s scary. I stood up, marched my ass back in that bar and sang “I’m so sick.”

If you want more of this
We can push out, sell out, die out
So you'll shut up
And stay sleeping
With my screaming in your itching ears

PS. Sorry this isn’t super sexy/lusty... but I think it’s one of the reasons I’ve been feeling off lately... so I felt like sharing. Have some sexy purple teddy pics to help keep balance!

This explains some of the background to me, as to the reasons behind you previous musings. It is a lovely story of a turning point, a point in time where you realised what has been dogging you, upsetting you in the past and realising there is a way past it, a way forward.

Good you you that you had the courage to go back in there and share that change.

I’ve told you before, and I will say again, you have a gorgeous body.
 
The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you

I think in lyrics. I feel in songs. I get a cathartic feeling singing in the car as loud as I can with the music blaring. I haven’t sang karaoke in a long time... and decided to take the plunge and go the other night. I didn’t sing “Take me to Church,” but someone did. Someone very sexy. Someone who can really take the lead while dancing. The chorus took me by surprise and I had to excuse myself for a minute to take a deep breath outside.

Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

It was like being hit in the chest with a softball: the wind knocked out of me. Those lyrics... I fell apart. I was transported back to a year ago and trying to get through the holidays... holidays in my family start in September because of birthdays... birthdays through until the end of December... how am I supposed to cook a turkey without him on the phone? I stood outside the bar with my back against the brick wall, taking deep breaths and trying to figure out why I was hurting so much. And there it was: the kernel of truth I needed. I don’t feel like I did a year ago. Not anymore. I’m stronger now. More independent. I’ve changed so much... and that’s scary. I stood up, marched my ass back in that bar and sang “I’m so sick.”

If you want more of this
We can push out, sell out, die out
So you'll shut up
And stay sleeping
With my screaming in your itching ears

PS. Sorry this isn’t super sexy/lusty... but I think it’s one of the reasons I’ve been feeling off lately... so I felt like sharing. Have some sexy purple teddy pics to help keep balance!

You'll maybe like some of the lyrics to "last" by nine inch nails
 
you are so creative and amazing . I wish I could let myself out like you :kiss:

That’s very kind of you to say. I don’t know if it’s so much “letting myself out” as it is “feeling out loud,” but I find it helps me process things.

This explains some of the background to me, as to the reasons behind you previous musings. It is a lovely story of a turning point, a point in time where you realised what has been dogging you, upsetting you in the past and realising there is a way past it, a way forward.

Good you you that you had the courage to go back in there and share that change.

I’ve told you before, and I will say again, you have a gorgeous body.

Yes. I’ve spoken about not listening to him anymore when he put the final straw on this camel’s back. Our relationship was... unhealthy... to say the least and I’m not saying he wasn’t wonderful at times (his ability to help me cook two delicious turkeys last year, his knowledge of my deepest, darkest twisty-feelings, and his ability to choose the perfect songs to play me on the radio being a few that stand out)... I’m just saying I’m better without him now. And I see that.

Thank you for your sweet compliments about my (ever a work in progress) body. :rose:


You'll maybe like some of the lyrics to "last" by nine inch nails

Oh yes. This is lovely:

“This isn't meant to last
This is for right now
I wish I could put the blame on you
I want you to make me
I want you to take me
I want you to break me
Then I want you to throw me away”

Definite shivers.
 
Also, if you like Flyleaf, they did a great job covering "something I can never have"
 
I like it.

Half of the allure of your thread is getting to know a pretty, clever girl's deliciously dirty mind as well as her sexy body.

Thank you for your feedback. Sometimes I fear I’m nothing but a body, and then I’m reminded by wonderful people like you that I have more to contribute to a conversation than just a pretty face (or great ass *wink*).
 
It's a really nice ass!

(And a beautiful face).

But that luscious brain is a big part of the draw for me.

Hmm. That makes me sound like a zombie.

Totally not a zombie. I love brains, but not like that.
 
It's a really nice ass!

(And a beautiful face).

But that luscious brain is a big part of the draw for me.

Hmm. That makes me sound like a zombie.

Totally not a zombie. I love brains, but not like that.

My luscious brain is constantly ripe for the picking..

I am still concerned about your zombie tendencies... any chance this song brings up some feelings?

Jonathan Coulton - Re: your brains

 
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The only heaven I'll be sent to
Is when I'm alone with you

I think in lyrics. I feel in songs. I get a cathartic feeling singing in the car as loud as I can with the music blaring. I haven’t sang karaoke in a long time... and decided to take the plunge and go the other night. I didn’t sing “Take me to Church,” but someone did. Someone very sexy. Someone who can really take the lead while dancing. The chorus took me by surprise and I had to excuse myself for a minute to take a deep breath outside.

Take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
Offer me that deathless death
Good God, let me give you my life

It was like being hit in the chest with a softball: the wind knocked out of me. Those lyrics... I fell apart. I was transported back to a year ago and trying to get through the holidays... holidays in my family start in September because of birthdays... birthdays through until the end of December... how am I supposed to cook a turkey without him on the phone? I stood outside the bar with my back against the brick wall, taking deep breaths and trying to figure out why I was hurting so much. And there it was: the kernel of truth I needed. I don’t feel like I did a year ago. Not anymore. I’m stronger now. More independent. I’ve changed so much... and that’s scary. I stood up, marched my ass back in that bar and sang “I’m so sick.”

If you want more of this
We can push out, sell out, die out
So you'll shut up
And stay sleeping
With my screaming in your itching ears

PS. Sorry this isn’t super sexy/lusty... but I think it’s one of the reasons I’ve been feeling off lately... so I felt like sharing. Have some sexy purple teddy pics to help keep balance!
You always look so very hott, so sexy and so inviting. I know I am commenting here to your pics, but what you say is often just as stimulating...and I mean that in the best way. You are a very sexy charming woman. Thanks for sharing yourself with us...both body and mind :)
 
You always look so very hott, so sexy and so inviting. I know I am commenting here to your pics, but what you say is often just as stimulating...and I mean that in the best way. You are a very sexy charming woman. Thanks for sharing yourself with us...both body and mind :)

I am just glad I have a medium to talk about some of the things that pass through my mind in a semi-exhibitionist way... Thank you so much for taking the time to read a bit and take a look. I’ll continue to come up with things to write that amuse until they no longer exist (which who knows when that may happen!?)
 
All the way from Washington Her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor

We live for just these twenty years
Do we have to die for the fifty more?

All night.
I like the feel of the night as I slip into it, a sly little kitten ready to play chase. I like to be the prey: to be hunted and consumed. I like that feeling it gives me deep in my bones... that feeling of being coveted, enjoyed, wanted... it makes me feel sexy to know I’m being sought after, that those striking eyes of yours are watching me. I want to be claimed and yet also want the freedom to be as wild as my heart will allow. Feelings have played a part in this, I know that. Shake them off. Chalk it up to learning more about myself. I want to kiss you. Right now. Actually, I want you to kiss me. Pull me close, into your arms and steal a soul-crushing kiss that makes me weak in the knees and breathless...Tonight that’s all I want and I can’t have it. I am a young American, awake all night, waiting for you to make your move.

Edit: 2/23/2022 - removed pictures
 
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We live for just these twenty years
Do we have to die for the fifty more?

All night.
I like the feel of the night as I slip into it, a sly little kitten ready to play chase. I like to be the prey: to be hunted and consumed. I like that feeling it gives me deep in my bones... that feeling of being coveted, enjoyed, wanted... it makes me feel sexy to know I’m being sought after, that those striking eyes of yours are watching me. I want to be claimed and yet also want the freedom to be as wild as my heart will allow. Feelings have played a part in this, I know that. Shake them off. Chalk it up to learning more about myself. I want to kiss you. Right now. Actually, I want you to kiss me. Pull me close, into your arms and steal a soul-crushing kiss that makes me weak in the knees and breathless...Tonight that’s all I want and I can’t have it. I am a young American, awake all night, waiting for you to make your move.


Tantalizing so beautiful in every aspect so much to desire in every way. To be near you to be for you amazing you are I long to hear you to see you makes my heart race ...
 
We live for just these twenty years
Do we have to die for the fifty more?

All night.
I like the feel of the night as I slip into it, a sly little kitten ready to play chase. I like to be the prey: to be hunted and consumed. I like that feeling it gives me deep in my bones... that feeling of being coveted, enjoyed, wanted... it makes me feel sexy to know I’m being sought after, that those striking eyes of yours are watching me. I want to be claimed and yet also want the freedom to be as wild as my heart will allow. Feelings have played a part in this, I know that. Shake them off. Chalk it up to learning more about myself. I want to kiss you. Right now. Actually, I want you to kiss me. Pull me close, into your arms and steal a soul-crushing kiss that makes me weak in the knees and breathless...Tonight that’s all I want and I can’t have it. I am a young American, awake all night, waiting for you to make your move.

I know you are a night bird, moving around the shadows, hoping to be seen and pounced on.

I sit in the shadows, watching and waiting, knowing what you want, what you need, but not allowing you to have it. You may have a while to wait for me to move on to you.
 
I want him. We’ve only just met, but he’s so sexy with those gorgeous eyes that pierce my soul and make me want to let him use my body in ways my husband can’t. He isn’t from here. I can’t have him now, but someday I want to please him the way he deserves. Until then, I will wait. A patient, sly kitten. Always here.

Index for my pics and posts:

My morning the last few days - Musing

Reminiscing - Musing

The Kiss or the Touch? 1

The Kiss or the Touch? 2 - Musing

Those Eyes - Musing

Happily Surprised - Musing

Never Enough Time - Musing

Wet 1

Wet 2 - Musing

Treasures - Musing

Married - Musing

Immeasurable - Musing

Nothing Good After 2 am - Musing

Speed - Musing

Why - Musing

Invincible - Musing

Enjoy the Moment - Musing

Bowie 1

Bowie 2 - Musing

Barefoot - Musing

Waterworld - Musing

Lingerie - Musing

Things I Scream While Having Sex - Musing

When - Musing

I’ll Never be Boxed in - Musing

Love Songs - Musing

My Favorite - Musing

It’s Raining... Again 1

It’s Raining... Again 2 - Musing

I Shouldn’t, but I do - Musing

I Bruise Easily - Musing

ch-ch-ch-ch-changes 1

ch-ch-ch-ch-changes 2 - Musing

Flirting - Musing

Playful - Musing

Hot Tramp 1

Hot Tramp 2 - Musing

Strong Hand - Musing

Modern Love - Musing

And the Stars Look Very Different Today - Musing

Coming Out of Left Field - Musing

I’m Gonna Have a Fantasy, but Where am I Gonna Look? - Musing

Keep Coming up with Love but it’s so Slashed and Torn - Musing

Look up here, I’m in heaven/ I’ve got scars that can’t be seen 1

Look up here, I’m in heaven/ I’ve got scars that can’t be seen 2 - Musing

I only smile in the dark. My only comfort is the night gone black. - Musing

I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules. But baby, I broke them all for you 1

I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules. But baby, I broke them all for you 2 - Musing

It’s really nice to hear your voice saying my name it sounds so sweet - Musing

What a pain in my ______! - Musing

When I looked in her eyes, they were blue but nobody home - Musing

You're the only woman Who has ever truly been my favorite. You’re my favorite little girl. - Musing

You’ve got scars on your body and your soul - Musing

I play with this kitty like you play with your guitar - Musing

Don’t let me know when you’re opening the door. Strap me in the dark, let me disappear - Musing

Been down one time. Been down two times. Never going back again. 1

Been down one time. Been down two times. Never going back again. 2 - Musing

This is how an angel cries. Blame it on my own sick pride. Blame it on my ADD, Baby. - Musing

Malt liquor on your breath my my. I love you and I don’t know why. - Musing

Something happens when I hold him: he keeps my heart from getting broken. - Musing

A moment, a love, A dream aloud, A kiss, a cry, Our rights, Our wrongs 1

A moment, a love, A dream aloud, A kiss, a cry, Our rights, Our wrongs 2 - Musing

We drove to Cali And got drunk on the beach Got a motel n’ Built a fort out of sheets 1

We drove to Cali And got drunk on the beach Got a motel n’ Built a fort out of sheets 2 - Musing

My church offers no absolutes She tells me ‘worship in the bedroom’ 1

My church offers no absolutes She tells me ‘worship in the bedroom’ 2 - Musing

All the way from Washington Her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor 1

All the way from Washington Her bread-winner begs off the bathroom floor 2 - Musing

Lovely Lady, you asked about the changes you made to your index. Well as someone who have done over 200 indexes for many ladies and threads, I love what you have done. Many just want link to picture/video/voice file that is OK. But I feel index is better if it has some info about why you shared that picture/video/voice file. When I do one I like to put when it was shared and what post it was.

I'm only doing 3 indexes now because of my health Emmy thread and one for talikat of the posts she shares on many thread as she does not have her own thread, and when Post Your Breasts With Size - Ver 4. I would like to ask you if you would share on it.

Hugs :rose:

old borg fred
 
I know you are a night bird, moving around the shadows, hoping to be seen and pounced on.

I sit in the shadows, watching and waiting, knowing what you want, what you need, but not allowing you to have it. You may have a while to wait for me to move on to you.

You play with all of your food before you consume it? I am very patient. I have to be. There have been many times when I’m not patient... I speed into something and I get stepped on, misused, or hurt. I learn and continue on. Ever vigilant, I see you there in the shadows but don’t let on... I know how to play this game all too well.
 
You play with all of your food before you consume it? I am very patient. I have to be. There have been many times when I’m not patient... I speed into something and I get stepped on, misused, or hurt. I learn and continue on. Ever vigilant, I see you there in the shadows but don’t let on... I know how to play this game all too well.

I think i will pull up a chair and watch this game unfold

https://youtu.be/dlJew-Dw87I

Maybe a little Chris Isaak?
 
You play with all of your food before you consume it? I am very patient. I have to be. There have been many times when I’m not patient... I speed into something and I get stepped on, misused, or hurt. I learn and continue on. Ever vigilant, I see you there in the shadows but don’t let on... I know how to play this game all too well.

I like to watch and wait until you are at your most vulnerable before pouncing, not that you are easy prey, but are less likely to put up much resistance.

I wait until I see you relaxing a little, letting your guard down, before nonchalantly strolling past, slipping my arm around you and planting a kiss on your neck, scooping you up and carry you into my lair.
 
Lovely Lady, you asked about the changes you made to your index. Well as someone who have done over 200 indexes for many ladies and threads, I love what you have done. Many just want link to picture/video/voice file that is OK. But I feel index is better if it has some info about why you shared that picture/video/voice file. When I do one I like to put when it was shared and what post it was.

I'm only doing 3 indexes now because of my health Emmy thread and one for talikat of the posts she shares on many thread as she does not have her own thread, and when Post Your Breasts With Size - Ver 4. I would like to ask you if you would share on it.

Hugs :rose:

old borg fred

Thank you so much for your feedback! I see what you mean by posting when something was shared. That would be nice if I didn’t feel like I jump around my timeline so much... I also have evolved. Quite a bit... and also regressed some, I’m sure... since I started the thread. Perhaps I should change that first post a bit? Add some “this is what you should expect from me” or the like?

I will consider your thread and probably post there soon. :rose:
 
Thank you so much for your feedback! I see what you mean by posting when something was shared. That would be nice if I didn’t feel like I jump around my timeline so much... I also have evolved. Quite a bit... and also regressed some, I’m sure... since I started the thread. Perhaps I should change that first post a bit? Add some “this is what you should expect from me” or the like?

I will consider your thread and probably post there soon. :rose:

Lovely Lady, You are welcome. How you do index will change over time .. it becomes a part of you. It is more about what feel right to you. The only caution is not to go into your normal life things.. town/state you live... be general about job. One other thing please read this http://forum.literotica.com/showthread.php?t=1437518 it has great info about Photo Privacy and Safety.

I hyope you will share. Thank you fo all that you have shared on your wonderful thread.

Hugs:rose:

old borg fred
 
I think i will pull up a chair and watch this game unfold

https://youtu.be/dlJew-Dw87I

Maybe a little Chris Isaak?

*rubs hands together* Alright... let’s do this!

I like to watch and wait until you are at your most vulnerable before pouncing, not that you are easy prey, but are less likely to put up much resistance.

I wait until I see you relaxing a little, letting your guard down, before nonchalantly strolling past, slipping my arm around you and planting a kiss on your neck, scooping you up and carry you into my lair.

I am forever on the alert, but then... what’s this? A gent that has been watching me, the one who is ever around, who has those eyes that burrow into me and I can feel on me, stealing my breath daily... he has spotted my weakness to him. Similar in so many ways, and yet opposite at the same time. I want to be taken by him, to be absconded into a darkness unseen by most. He will pull me deeper into this magical place where safety and many unknowns await.
 
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