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Bad news (not really) and good news!
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Posted:Mar 8, 2012 2:45 pm
Last Updated:Nov 21, 2016 12:44 pm 70600 Views
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So, I received an email telling me that the shoes I ordered are not available in my size 
However, I really like the ones I chose to replace them even more! 
What do you think? I love the ankle strap! Sexy, no?
They'll be hiding under my gown until we get to our hotel room and you help me get undressed... and maybe you won't want to wait for me to slip into my little nightie so they'll be up on your shoulders as you show me just how much of a man you are!
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Getting Ready for the Big Day!
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Posted:Feb 25, 2012 9:52 pm
Last Updated:Apr 2, 2018 2:55 pm 69782 Views
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I'm wearing out my credit card getting all of the things that I'm going to need for my wedding day (and night!)
Here's what I've ordered so far. How am I doing? Can you think of anything I still need? Oh yes - a groom! 
(The panties say 'Just Married' across the back - I just couldn't resist them!)
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I Do! and I Will! (all night long, baby!)
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Posted:Feb 21, 2012 2:47 pm
Last Updated:Sep 13, 2021 3:40 pm 68142 Views
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I finally bought the dress of my dreams - a wedding gown!
(This is the dress, but that's not me wearing it - not yet)
I've always wanted to have pictures taken in a wedding gown by a professional photographer, and I've taken the first step. Now I need to find a suitable bra, panties, garter belt, and stockings, a cute pair of shoes, and a groom!
So, does anyone volunteer to slip a ring on my finger, promise to be mine forever, give me a long, deep kiss, and then spend a night you'll never forget with your loving, enthusiastic bride? But I have to warn you, I'll work you so hard over the honeymoon that I may end up a widow!
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Should he cum or should he go?
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Posted:Jan 23, 2012 5:17 pm
Last Updated:Nov 21, 2016 12:42 pm 71803 Views
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Girls, don't ya just love that moment when your lips are wrapped around his cock and he's so close to cumming and you know he wants to so badly, but he also wants to stick that beautiful love rod of his somewhere else in you... so you bear down and try your best to get him off quickly, knowing that the indecision is killing him!
Will he be strong enough to pull out and bury it in your bottom, or will he just give in and let his delicious load out in your mouth?
Either way, you win!
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That Magic Moment
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Posted:Jan 18, 2012 12:50 am
Last Updated:May 1, 2023 1:32 pm 70488 Views
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Is there anything better than that magic moment when he breaks through your last little bit of resistance?
When the intense pain turns to pure pleasure and his slick, greased cock begins its descent into the depths of your body?
When you take him deep like a woman should and let him show you just how much of a man he is?
When you know that, at least for the moment, you are his and he is yours and it feels like there is no one else in the world but the two of you?
And then he begins to pump you, to ride you, to pound you, to screw your brains out...
You want him to never stop but you want him to cum. To cum deep inside you, in that personal place where he leaves a part of himself and you gladly take what he is giving you and become part of him, forever joined with him through his precious gift.
And when he finally does explode, it seems like he'll never stop shooting, coating your insides with what seems like quarts of cum, but then suddenly he's finished.
You keep him inside as long as you can, wanting him to hold you close and never let go, never come out.
But he always does, and when the two of you are finally uncoupled, you feel lonelier than you ever have before.
And when he leaves, you feel your eyes start to tear up when suddenly you are reminded of the part of him that he left behind.
And you smile, knowing that he is still inside you and will always be.
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And we danced...
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Posted:Oct 12, 2011 4:33 pm
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2023 3:24 pm 75584 Views
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Have you ever danced with a man?
One of my first times out in public was at a club. I just planned on having a drink or two, and then retreating to the safety of my motel room. The club was dark and the music was playing, so at the urging of some new friends I had made, I found myself on the dance floor.
I wasn’t there to pick anybody up – I wasn’t even interested in men. Actually, I had just never really thought it through.
After a couple of songs, our party of two girls and three ‘girls’, which included a husband and wife, was joined by a group of three men. We chatted as well as we could over the music, and all danced together.
A slow song came on and as the married pair left the floor, each of the men approached the remaining members of our group and asked us to dance. I hesitated, but when I saw the rest pair off, I didn’t want to spoil the fun, so I agreed.
Rob, the man I ended up with, was a few inches taller than me (even in my heels) and appeared to keep himself in good shape, as if he was an athlete in school and maintained his fitness.
At first, it felt a little awkward being held by a man, but I tried my best to just let him lead me around. He was holding my right hand in his left and had his other hand on my hip, with a bit of space between us. I gradually relaxed and by the end of the song, I had slowly gravitated toward him until our bodies were touching and his right hand was on my back, holding me close.
The DJ started another slow song and we continued, but now Rob released my right hand and wrapped both of his arms around my waist, pulling me closer. This surprised me a little, but without thinking I put my arms around his neck and rested my cheek on his shoulder.
As the song played on, I found myself melting into his embrace. I felt like all of my remaining masculinity was being stripped away. I had never planned on this, but there I was in a dress, hose and heels, wearing makeup and a wig, in the arms of a big, strong man. Something was happening deep inside me and I was powerless to stop it.
Not knowing what to do, I looked up at Rob. He smiled and leaned forward just a bit and kissed me.
A man kissed me.
I should have pulled away, slapped him and stormed off, but I didn’t. I let him kiss me, and he just kept on kissing me.
And I liked it.
A lot.
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Men without barriers
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Posted:Oct 9, 2011 11:02 am
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2023 3:30 pm 69885 Views
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How could I ever forget the first time I received the gift of a man's semen?
The first man I ever performed orally on was the source of my first taste of cum. I was so excited to finally be going down on a man that I completely missed all of the signs of his impending orgasm.
My mind was going crazy at the realization that it was a real live penis that was sliding in and out of my warm, needy mouth, and his reactions were letting me know that I was a natural cocksucker. He was telling me how good it felt as my head was bobbing up and down on his firm tool when suddenly the first couple of shots went splashing off the back of my throat, heading down toward my stomach. I realized what was going on and tried to pull off, but he was holding my head firmly against his crotch as he dumped his substantial load. I had no choice but to swallow it all. I was equally scared and delighted.
My initial time receiving a man's cum deep inside my body occurred on the fifth or sixth time I had sex with a man. It was the first time with this man, and something about him was so much more pleasurable than the others that I once again let it happen without thinking.
After some heated foreplay, including much kissing, licking, and sucking, I was on my back on his bed with a pillow under my hips when he entered me. He mentioned putting on a condom, but I didn't want to break the mood and simply shook my head 'No' and guided him toward my tight opening. I wanted to feel the real him inside me and was going to tell him to pull out when he got close.
He started nice and slow to allow me to get used to the thick intruder that was filling me with pleasure, but before long, he was rhythmically sliding that thing in and out of my hot little bottom, hitting some good spots inside me.
He warned me that he was about to cum as he started pumping me deeper, harder and faster. I know I heard him, but my mind couldn't process the words as if my body couldn't bear to interrupt what was happening to it at that moment in time. Rather than stopping him, I simply moaned and let him continue as he quickly reached the point of no return.
As he began to spurt his love juice into the depths of my bowels, I wrapped my arms and legs around him and held him tight. He leaned over and kissed me hard as he swiveled his hips into me on each shot, forcing it deeper and deeper into me.
When it dawned on me that he was actually cumming inside me, I pushed on his shoulders and tried to shout out in protest to tell him to pull out, but he had his mouth completely covering mine and his full weight on my body, so it was no use. Besides, it was a little late for that as he had already deposited most of his creamy load.
I knew that there was nothing I could do, so I pulled him close and held on as he gave me the rest of his cum. When he was finished, he remained on top of me as he recovered. I didn't want to let go and let him dismount me because I would have to face the fact of what I had done, but eventually he slid out of my bottom and rolled over.
He could see that I was upset, so he assured me that he was completely clean and safe and I had nothing to worry about. He was so sweet and sincere that I believed him and started to feel a little better about what had happened. Lucky for me, he was telling the truth, but I promised myself that I would always check first and never let myself get into that situation again.
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Here we go!
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Posted:Oct 8, 2011 1:40 pm
Last Updated:Apr 24, 2018 5:20 pm 73127 Views
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I guess it's about time I joined the blogging world. In future entries, I will be describing my adventures, desires, and random thoughts. Some may actually be interesting!
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