Moochie’s Meandering Missives (and a pic or two)
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Offhandedly,
He said He was a simple man
As He patted a hand on my bum.
I raised up on an elbow to look at Him
And replied, no you’re not. At all.
I kissed His chest where my head fits.
He even tastes complex.
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He said He was a simple man
As He patted a hand on my bum.
I raised up on an elbow to look at Him
And replied, no you’re not. At all.
I kissed His chest where my head fits.
He even tastes complex.
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Love this...
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OMG It Was Her...
Love - Always,
Eros
I read all your Missives, Sweet Moochie, you know this as we have talked about it before. And like some of them, this missive seduced me! I smiled lewdly and thought, "Could this be her?" Had she escaped from your past? When I saw the picture of her/you - then I knew. So, with a little laugh, I squeezed my breasts deliciously, and read on...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.
Love - Always,
Eros
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When my thoughts feel
Like they’re bouncing,
Echoing,
Like the tap of my heels
In the east tower’s stairwell,
I turn them to you.
The feel of your kiss in the shower,
Water flooding between
Our close bodies,
Falling further into your embrace.
The sound of your voice in my ear,
Whispered growls
Between hard hands
Saying words with a rhythm that fills me.
The taste of you,
The side of the bed
Your thighs tight
And my eyes up to yours.
How you lead me into a blur
Where neither of us can remember
Exactly when it happened,
Or even if it was one or two...
or more...
But we can both point to the fact
That we need more.
And again.
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Like they’re bouncing,
Echoing,
Like the tap of my heels
In the east tower’s stairwell,
I turn them to you.
The feel of your kiss in the shower,
Water flooding between
Our close bodies,
Falling further into your embrace.
The sound of your voice in my ear,
Whispered growls
Between hard hands
Saying words with a rhythm that fills me.
The taste of you,
The side of the bed
Your thighs tight
And my eyes up to yours.
How you lead me into a blur
Where neither of us can remember
Exactly when it happened,
Or even if it was one or two...
or more...
But we can both point to the fact
That we need more.
And again.
Images removed on 3/20/22
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Best. Lilypad. Ever.
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I am savoring this:
The memory of you,
Your kiss,
Tongue tracing a line down my neck,
I lay writhing beneath you,
Your right hand finds my left,
Intertwined fingers,
And your teeth
Find their way
To the top of my breast...
How the memory
Comes flooding into my brain
Whenever I see this
Beautiful mark you’ve left me.
It is blossoming,
Turning the beautiful colours
That broken surface capillaries
In a highly vascular place do
When they spill into surrounding tissue
Until rerouted.
I am blessed,
By what or who - I’m unsure,
But I feel it.
Anyone who has what we do
Would be wrong to feel otherwise.
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The memory of you,
Your kiss,
Tongue tracing a line down my neck,
I lay writhing beneath you,
Your right hand finds my left,
Intertwined fingers,
And your teeth
Find their way
To the top of my breast...
How the memory
Comes flooding into my brain
Whenever I see this
Beautiful mark you’ve left me.
It is blossoming,
Turning the beautiful colours
That broken surface capillaries
In a highly vascular place do
When they spill into surrounding tissue
Until rerouted.
I am blessed,
By what or who - I’m unsure,
But I feel it.
Anyone who has what we do
Would be wrong to feel otherwise.
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sexfest2016
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Ah yes...
Such a beautiful reminder.
I am savoring this:
The memory of you,
Your kiss,
Tongue tracing a line down my neck,
I lay writhing beneath you,
Your right hand finds my left,
Intertwined fingers,
And your teeth
Find their way
To the top of my breast...
How the memory
Comes flooding into my brain
Whenever I see this
Beautiful mark you’ve left me.
It is blossoming,
Turning the beautiful colours
That broken surface capillaries
In a highly vascular place do
When they spill into surrounding tissue
Until rerouted.
I am blessed,
By what or who - I’m unsure,
But I feel it.
Anyone who has what we do
Would be wrong to feel otherwise.
Such a beautiful reminder.
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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.
Your words are always so wonderful and this photo is amazing. Thank you for sharing.
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When they can’t sleep,
Do sheep
Count sheep?
Do sheep
Count sheep?
Inbef
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They count people counting sheep.
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They count wolves
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Seems it would benefit sheep to always count wolves... asleep or not...? Lol!
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A song in less than 10 minutes
Easy now, with my heart.
It sits beating in your hands
Beginning to start.
Easy now, with my head.
It runs laps around the words
That you’ve said.
Easy now, with my hands.
They need you in them,
Begging for plans.
Easy now, with my body.
This shell of the world is tired,
Falling to pieces, and shoddy.
Easy now, with me.
I’m everything I am
Because you hold me.
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Easy now, with my heart.
It sits beating in your hands
Beginning to start.
Easy now, with my head.
It runs laps around the words
That you’ve said.
Easy now, with my hands.
They need you in them,
Begging for plans.
Easy now, with my body.
This shell of the world is tired,
Falling to pieces, and shoddy.
Easy now, with me.
I’m everything I am
Because you hold me.
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sexfest2016
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That's amazing1 Mine is now just this ugly yellow blob...
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Your post #3060
It is tender, there's no doubt. But it makes me feel... a little bit afraid? I see you as being... fragile, and held together by your Lover - who has total control in this moment.
Am I close... ?
It is tender, there's no doubt. But it makes me feel... a little bit afraid? I see you as being... fragile, and held together by your Lover - who has total control in this moment.
Am I close... ?
