Erotic Musing...

I know that pile well. :)

Hoping to have this one submitted by the end of the week.
Thinking I may need to find an editor as everytime I edit I seem to find more mistakes, then I get frustrated and put it aside.:rolleyes:

I have too much school work at the moment to concentrate on more than research papers and this little diversion here ...
 
i wish the muse was as good a friend of mine as yours well done ruby your words keep it up for my
 
Ok I submitted my story!
*Crosses fingers* :D

A little exerp from my story I've been working on:


The bell jingled again and now you have 3 or 4 people inside browsing around, your eyes wide with shock and surprise, amazed that you are in this situation as you hear your zipper slowly unzipping. Stunned, you're frozen in your spot not quite believing I am here doing this to you. Although the minute my hand reached inside your pants, gripping your now throbbing hard cock you are ever so painfully aware that I am indeed here. I see you stiffen more not only your cock but your whole body the moment my hand squeezed your shaft, also in that same instant one of your customers came to the counter to check out. You start to make idle chit chat while ringing up his items and I decided in that moment that my tongue needed to taste the oozing precum dripping from your cockhead.
 
I love touching you.
Simply holding your hand makes music play in my head and my back straighten. Loving you somehow makes me want to be heroic; even if the closest I get to it most days is taking out the trash before you have to ask me to.
 
I really just want to run into your arms
and have my way with you. I'm tired of
waiting. No, I'm so over waiting. We've
waited way too long. I want to explore
every inch of you, I want to discover
all your likes and dislikes. I almost feel
sorry for you because I've kept it inside
like a caged animal. God have mercy on you
by the time we're finished!:devil:
 
your breathing is deep and regular; eyes closed and flickering beneath their lids; legs twisting from imagined touches; I kiss your shoulder softly and roll over to sleep, leaving you to your imagined lover--hoping it is me
 
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your breathing is deep and regular; eyes closed and slickering beneath their lids; legs twisting from imagined touches; I kiss your shoulder softly and roll over to sleep, leaving you to your imagined lover--hoping it is me

That is painfully beautiful. Brought a lump to my throat.
 
I want to close my eyes.

I want to close my eyes in silence.

I want you back when I open them again.

I just what you there, here then; with me.
 
Can you tell that is was always me for you?

Am I ever in the back of your mind?

Did you believe me when I said sorry?

Do you believe me when I said I love?
 
I feel your arms tighten around me during the night. My body already moving against yours in my sleep. Your hand wanders over me, feeling me, arousing me even more. As my ass snuggles against your hardening cock, your fingers find my sex, teasing my lips before delving inside me. Before my eyes have a chance to open, you have pulled me onto my back, your cock - already slicking with precum - against my thigh. My eyes finally open to find yours already seeing into my soul. As I start to speak, you place your damp fingers against my lips, shushing me. Your voice, thick with desire, whispers, "I love you," as you take possession of one you already own.
 
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