Scribbles on Scrap Paper....

Love you scribbles

Thank you, sweetie..... I do really need to start scribbling again..... :kiss:

I needed a break from writing...... So the Bits and Pieces thread was born.... :D Can't take the artist out of me, it's just another way for me to tell a story of mine....
:kiss::rose::kiss:
 
Thank you, sweetie..... I do really need to start scribbling again..... :kiss:

I needed a break from writing...... So the Bits and Pieces thread was born.... :D Can't take the artist out of me, it's just another way for me to tell a story of mine....
:kiss::rose::kiss:
If you interested in a scribbling partner. I'm not that good but have a vivid imagination.
 
If you interested in a scribbling partner. I'm not that good but have a vivid imagination.

Purrrrrrrrrrrhaps I'll take you up on that offer..... I bet you're better than you think, sweetie.... :kiss::rose::kiss:
 
Outlining your breasts with my finger.
Watching your nipple erect to my touch.
A chain reaction continues as soft skin reacts with goosebumps.
As my finger traces down your side.
I purr of approval rolls off your tongue.
You lips meet as our purrs roll together.
My cock reacts as you return the caress.
You claws trace my side as my lips move to your neck.
Finding the keyhole to Alice's pleasure.
Nibbling and sucking as my hand slides between your legs.
 
For you, Phawk.... :kiss:



Score….

TV rumbles with cheers as the goal is taken, drowning out the sound of each step she makes entering the living room. Smiling to herself, her offense already in play, she lowers onto the sofa next to him.

Sliding her hand up his leg she softly purrs, “Who’s winning, Bade?”

Eyes focused on the blazing screen, “We are, Hon.” he replies, waving the remote at the TV.

Not being deterred she places her legs over his and reclines on the sofa. Quietly she watches him, waiting for him to notice she doesn’t have a stitch of clothing on. With bent knee, she glides her foot seductively up his leg, trying for the first down. “I’m bored, Babe, and it’s my only day off this week.” she teasingly pouts.

Turning his attention towards her, “Come on, Babe….. I’m watching the game!” he barked as the remote falls to the floor, taking his words with it.

Wickedly she smells and leans closer to him, her lips softly kissing his cheek, “But I’m off today, Babe……..” she purrs.

Swiftly he grabs her, wielding her over his lap, His cock hard presses into her bare pussy as he pulls her close to his body. “You know, that body of yours could be considered a penalty.” he laughs.

Her lips slowly move to his, kissing him long, deep and wanton. Biting his lower lip, “You know I could say you are offsides…. “ she purred.

“Offsides… I’ll show you offsides!!!” he playfully growled, throwing her to the sofa.

She pussy already soaked, he guided his throbbing cock into her with ease. He wasn’t sure if it was the intensity of the game on the TV he had been watching or her, he just knew he had to fuck her like those goal posts were 95 yards away and seven seconds left on the board.

Her legs wrapped tight around his waist as he lifted her off the sofa with each forceful thrust. Her long nails dug into his shoulder blades deeper with each moan of heated desire.

“FUCK YEAH, BABY!!!!” he yelled as he rammed his cock as deep into her as he could go.

“Now, Baby…. FUCK NOW, BABY!!!!…… GO FOR THE GOAL!!!!!!” she screamed........................:kiss::rose::kiss:
 
I've been writing a novel & I got bags & piles of scrap paper everywhere with all kinds of notes & words & thoughts. It's been like putting together a giant intricate jigsaw puzzle.
 
I've been writing a novel & I got bags & piles of scrap paper everywhere with all kinds of notes & words & thoughts. It's been like putting together a giant intricate jigsaw puzzle.

I know the feeling, ltpw..... I have little scribbles everywhere.... :kiss:
 
It's kinda funny that I've chased down a couple of cars because I caught a glance of a bumper sticker that triggered a line of thought & I needed to copy the quote & meanwhile I'm scrambling to find something in my car to write with on the box tops I've torn off.
 
You should see the notes part on my smart phone, lol.... :D:kiss:
 
lol! Yea I have heard this from others also. I'm glad I don't have a smart phone, I think by now my thumbs would have fallen off. ;)

Oh, now cum on.... I know you better then that.... those fingers of yours are stronge!!!! :D:nana::kiss:

Mmmmm...that is the way to watch football.

I just took everything you had sent me and rolled most of it into one scribble.... you're the one who set the stage.... ;):kiss:
 
Walking up behind you
Wrapping my arms around you
Kissing you on the neck
Sliding my hands under your shirt
You feel so good in my against my fingers
 
It's that sudden inner gasp.
I know her.
Stopping me
in my tracks.
Sudden guilt for not reaching
out.
Figurative/Literal
touch.
And then we clinch
and kiss
somewhere close to
each others lips.
Been so long baby,
been so long since we talked.
Not that I forget,
not that I remember
as often as I should.
But the hug makes it right,
time/timeless,
has meaning,
is meaningless.
 
It's that sudden inner gasp.
I know her.
Stopping me
in my tracks.
Sudden guilt for not reaching
out.
Figurative/Literal
touch.
And then we clinch
and kiss
somewhere close to
each others lips.
Been so long baby,
been so long since we talked.
Not that I forget,
not that I remember
as often as I should.
But the hug makes it right,
time/timeless,
has meaning,
is meaningless.

I have missed you, the kiss subtly tells,
As the mind drifts back to all those passionate words shared...
Has it been that long???
No, that can't be,
Your touch is still fresh on my skin....:kiss::rose::kiss:

 
I have missed you, the kiss subtly tells,
As the mind drifts back to all those passionate words shared...
Has it been that long???
No, that can't be,
Your touch is still fresh on my skin....:kiss::rose::kiss:


Is the the kiss
or the memory
of that kiss
that stretches timeless?
I know I didn't see you
yesterday,
but the memory
magic
of your lips on mine
is fresh
frequent in my mind.
Still, a kiss
is so much better
than a memory.
 
Is the the kiss
or the memory
of that kiss
that stretches timeless?
I know I didn't see you
yesterday,
but the memory
magic
of your lips on mine
is fresh
frequent in my mind.
Still, a kiss
is so much better
than a memory.

The memory is the key...
The heart that box to hold what is most dear...
And when the key unlocks,
What was is what is now...
And the kiss complete....:kiss:
 
Her nude body laid curled horizontal to his on the bed, resting her head on his lower stomach. Gently she caressed and stroked over his hardened cock with only the tips of her thumb and middle finger.

Quietly she watched as the droplet of precum began to form at its small slit. “Did it just pucker and blow a kiss at me?” she thought to herself.

Turning her head to look at him, “May I now, Sir?” her voice barely louder than a whisper.

Gazing back at her, his right arm moved from beneath his head as if to stretch. “No, my pretty little kitten, not just yet,” his voice firm.

Disappointment welded in her eyes as she lay her head back onto his stomach. She could not hide her wanton desire to have his cock once more in her mouth and she knew he knew this too.

As if to comfort her, his hand lowered to her nestled auburn hair trailing over his waist. Lovingly he brushed it through his fingers. Her breath deepened trying not to sigh, not wanting to prolong her wait.

She watched in silent anticipation as the glistening little jewel grew at the tip of his upward angled cock. Cautiously her fingers slightly touching his cock worked not wanting her gift to fall to his stomach below. Running her moist tongue over her lips she dreamed of his taste on them.

His voice as powerful as the hand pushing her head downward to meet his cock, “Now my little kitten.”

Before her lips could cover his dripping cock, her tongue rimmed over the head stealing its crystal jewel. Swirling her tongue she soaked the head of his cock and purred. Descending her mouth hungrily took in his cock inch by inch at a speed controlled by his hand’s guidance that was wound tightly in her hair.

Her neck stretched allowing his cock greater access into her throat. Further and further, deeper and deeper he directed their journey. His cock fully engulfed, he painstakingly pulled on her hair to start the unhurried ascent, only to physically force her mouth to accept his leisurely descend again………………........... :kiss:

 
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mindless musing : feel free to use anything should a word or phrase inspire you.

there's a new thread floating around the sandbox where you can post short fantasies. i was going to post this there, but then i remembered that i've been promising my lovely friend, for months, that i'd post something in her thread.

*leaves my post and a gift for JustEl before skating out quickly and quietly*

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I like the idea of having sex against the wall.

It's torrid. It's raw.

My back pressed firmly against the wall, my lover's breath arousing desire in the hollow of my neck. His mouth moving; sucking and whispering on that sensitive spot between my head and shoulders.

He lifts me off the ground, and my ankles lock around his waist possessively. My arms rest in the nook of his shoulders. I can feel the very tip of his member between my lips: growing with the need to have my inner muscles envelop him—holding him tightly.

With a slight shift of his pelvis, he guides himself inside my womb; pausing for a moment so that I can enjoy the fullness of him, and so that he can enjoy the warmth of my sex.

He's breathing: deeply and loudly as he pushes against me. Hard. Stroking bundles of fibers that I never knew I had. Each thrust more addictive than the last. I'm breathing: quickly and irregularly, whimpering against his rhythm. The expression on his face only adding to the lust as his body slaps against mine. He fucks me—I fuck him. It's relentless, and I love that.

He draws back, and tells me, with a grunt, that the soft mewling sounds I make are, "so fucking sexy." His lips catch mine in the sweetest, roughest kiss I could ever imagine. And here, kept within the limits of the wall and my lover, he delivers one powerful inward push.

Our bodies become taut and we explode: lost in the release. Shuddering, my legs are slowly and gently lowered to the floor. I smile at the gentle 'pop' of his softening erection slipping out of me.

We settle into a wave of quiet happiness; pressed against one another, kissing deeply and lovingly.

Damn, the ache between my thighs is a pleasant one.

Yeah.

I like the idea of having sex against the wall.
 
there's a new thread floating around the sandbox where you can post short fantasies. i was going to post this there, but then i remembered that i've been promising my lovely friend, for months, that i'd post something in her thread.

*leaves my post and a gift for JustEl before skating out quickly and quietly*

http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/236x/20/d8/6d/20d86df9fc431c2120b3f2ea4810c4ac.jpg



I like the idea of having sex against the wall.

It's torrid. It's raw.

My back pressed firmly against the wall, my lover's breath arousing desire in the hollow of my neck. His mouth moving; sucking and whispering on that sensitive spot between my head and shoulders.

He lifts me off the ground, and my ankles lock around his waist possessively. My arms rest in the nook of his shoulders. I can feel the very tip of his member between my lips: growing with the need to have my inner muscles envelop him—holding him tightly.

With a slight shift of his pelvis, he guides himself inside my womb; pausing for a moment so that I can enjoy the fullness of him, and so that he can enjoy the warmth of my sex.

He's breathing: deeply and loudly as he pushes against me. Hard. Stroking bundles of fibers that I never knew I had. Each thrust more addictive than the last. I'm breathing: quickly and irregularly, whimpering against his rhythm. The expression on his face only adding to the lust as his body slaps against mine. He fucks me—I fuck him. It's relentless, and I love that.

He draws back, and tells me, with a grunt, that the soft mewling sounds I make are, "so fucking sexy." His lips catch mine in the sweetest, roughest kiss I could ever imagine. And here, kept within the limits of the wall and my lover, he delivers one powerful inward push.

Our bodies become taut and we explode: lost in the release. Shuddering, my legs are slowly and gently lowered to the floor. I smile at the gentle 'pop' of his softening erection slipping out of me.

We settle into a wave of quiet happiness; pressed against one another, kissing deeply and lovingly.

Damn, the ache between my thighs is a pleasant one.

Yeah.

I like the idea of having sex against the wall.

I love that idea too, sweetheart.....:kiss: Always a pleasure reading your little scribbles.... Kisses, my dear muse..... :kiss::kiss::kiss:
 
Hi El - I'd never seen this thread before today. Inspiring Respy, Fool and others.

Not that I think it stacks up, but I'd like leave something here.


The image is etched on my brain
It brings me pleasure and pain

I can see you up on your knees
Whispering more, more - please

Your long fingers are roaming
The pillows catch the moaning

Your face is down in the bed
Breasts flushed shades of red

Blue panties are soaked wet
But you’re not nearly done yet

As your mind envisages our affair
The scent of your sex fills the air

It’s dark, deep and mutual ache
I almost feel your body’s quake

It’s been a hard earned release
I hope it brings you some peace

At least until next time
 
Hi El - I'd never seen this thread before today. Inspiring Respy, Fool and others.

Not that I think it stacks up, but I'd like leave something here.


The image is etched on my brain
It brings me pleasure and pain

I can see you up on your knees
Whispering more, more - please

Your long fingers are roaming
The pillows catch the moaning

Your face is down in the bed
Breasts flushed shades of red

Blue panties are soaked wet
But you’re not nearly done yet

As your mind envisages our affair
The scent of your sex fills the air

It’s dark, deep and mutual ache
I almost feel your body’s quake

It’s been a hard earned release
I hope it brings you some peace

At least until next time

Just beautiful, Father..... Loved it and so glad you found this little thread.... Feel free to leave little scribbles anytime you so desire.... KISSES..... :kiss::kiss::kiss:
 
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