Moochie’s Meandering Missives (and a pic or two)

Thanks!

...Eros, that was so much funnier than mine...;)
Ha-ha - thank you, a girl has to try! Moochie is so confident & talented it can be intimidating to reply to her sometimes - especially when trying to be witty or funny. That is one lucky Bear though... :)
Eros :rose:
 
That lucky bear. He always gets the best seat in the house!

So... Bear... come here often? :kiss:
Moochie, you "little" bear molester -you! Lol ;)
Love - Always,

Long difficult shifts at work needing the comfort of a certain someone to rest.

I love the onsie on your snuggle buddy. Dressed for bed too.

Manni. Has. Footies.

My brain just exploded from cuteness overload.

I love when Manni gets attention. He is certainly a lucky bear (at least for me. He comes with me most everywhere - just not to work or anywhere he could get very dirty as I worry about him in the laundry) :)

The footies he has are nb or premie clothes he gets because they are too small for my child’s favorite stuffy. He has two footies, Angelica. The yellow with flowers and a light blue with stars. Doesn’t he look adorable?! 💜


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I love when Manni gets attention. He is certainly a lucky bear (at least for me. He comes with me most everywhere - just not to work or anywhere he could get very dirty as I worry about him in the laundry) :)

The footies he has are nb or premie clothes he gets because they are too small for my child’s favorite stuffy. He has two footies, Angelica. The yellow with flowers and a light blue with stars. Doesn’t he look adorable?! 💜


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Oh my word.
I can't even.
 
So fucking cute

I love when Manni gets attention. He is certainly a lucky bear (at least for me. He comes with me most everywhere - just not to work or anywhere he could get very dirty as I worry about him in the laundry) :)

The footies he has are nb or premie clothes he gets because they are too small for my child’s favorite stuffy. He has two footies, Angelica. The yellow with flowers and a light blue with stars. Doesn’t he look adorable?! 💜


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Love this so much.
 
I need to feel His tongue on my clit.
The way He moves over my wet lips,
Ready for Him.
The way He licks me up,
Leaves me on His chin,
Running saliva down over me.

Fuck,
How I need to feel Him now.
Feel His hand on my cheek,
Moving to my pony
And pulling naturally,
Like there was no other reason for my hair.

I need to feel His cock press,
Bare against me
And inside.
So beyond any feeling
To have Him deep,
Making my whole body move
Of it’s own volition.

I need Him to fuck me.
Right now.
Always.

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I need to feel His tongue on my clit.
The way He moves over my wet lips,
Ready for Him.
The way He licks me up,
Leaves me on His chin,
Running saliva down over me.

Fuck,
How I need to feel Him now.
Feel His hand on my cheek,
Moving to my pony
And pulling naturally,
Like there was no other reason for my hair.

I need to feel His cock press,
Bare against me
And inside.
So beyond any feeling
To have Him deep,
Making my whole body move
Of it’s own volition.

I need Him to fuck me.
Right now.
Always.

That says so much and more. Someone's a very fortunate fellow to elicit such yearning. :cool:

As for the picture, I really like it. B&W nudes or partial nudes with the falling sunlight and shadows on the subject through the window blinds are mesmeric. :rose:
 
I feel like hiding.
Sinking down behind closed doors
Finding cushions, blankets to wrap myself in
Block out everything.

I want to pull you into my cocoon.
To feel your safety wrapping around me
Finding my most fragile bits, guarding them against
Any imminent disaster.

I know you’re here.
In the darkness of light I feel your warmth
As each flying kiss, even the ones not seen
Still find their mark.

Snuggle with me now.
Feel my body next to yours
My hand on your cheek before we kiss, not knowing
Was it I or you who is kissing whom?

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I like seeing that smile even more than the cleavage lol. (You look much less stressed).
 
Beautiful

I feel like hiding.
Sinking down behind closed doors
Finding cushions, blankets to wrap myself in
Block out everything.

I want to pull you into my cocoon.
To feel your safety wrapping around me
Finding my most fragile bits, guarding them against
Any imminent disaster.

I know you’re here.
In the darkness of light I feel your warmth
As each flying kiss, even the ones not seen
Still find their mark.

Snuggle with me now.
Feel my body next to yours
My hand on your cheek before we kiss, not knowing
Was it I or you who is kissing whom?

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So beautifully written. I will protect you and comfort you. And this is a wonderful picture of your lovely self, Moochie.
 
I like seeing that smile even more than the cleavage lol. (You look much less stressed).

The smile... I am good at those when He calls on me twice in one day...

(I feel less anxious than usual, that is truth, but I don’t know what is to blame for that - I won’t look a gift horse in the mouth [an odd phrase referring to not checking a horse for health or age by teeth] - but I will rather, grab hold to, and ride until the next wave hits. The inevitable is more scary sometimes than the present.).
 
Two calls in one day, His work load must be lighter, is this the Lull before the storm of COVID-19 part 2 rearing up. I sincerely hope not, but it is very likely
 
Two calls in one day, His work load must be lighter, is this the Lull before the storm of COVID-19 part 2 rearing up. I sincerely hope not, but it is very likely

W/we hope you’re wrong, but are battening down the hatches. Things are a bit muddled here. Reactive. No real worry as I have to work almost all of the next week, sweet Todger. Four positives here needing the hospital, and I’m sure more as the week progresses. Hoping you and your beautiful family is well... 💜🌷
 
I still think of her:
Should I paint my lips rouge?
Show more here, like she did?
Did she get the responses,
The interest
That special something an exhibitionist craves?

No.

The thing is,
She isn’t me anymore.
I know that much.

I know I don’t care for the amorphous crowds.
I know I need just one to be happy.
I know that I’ve buried her well.
I know that she is under mountains of dirt
In a hole shaped especially for her.
I know she won’t make me happy anymore,
If I pulled her out:
She’s in that hole for a reason.




But sometimes.






Just sometimes...





When I feel her lust
Creeping up,
Like a drug entering my system
Through a drip on tko...

I have that need





To feed her.

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