Times are tough, so i'm turning off my internet for awhile. If there is one thing I'd like to put out there is that I miss a certain 'Litehouse' and would definately like to reminice...

I'm a hard working independent woman who wants to have some fun with the right guy.. but not into the bar scene. I love to laugh with my friends and whip up a nice relaxing evening at times.

I like a guy who can hold a good conversation, I tend to ramble on, so I can also appreciate a guy who knows how to shut me up. Although I do have my own methods for shutting you up too. Conversation is important and most young guys don't have that game to attrack and older woman. I'm trying to be as honest as i can on this page, i hope you can pay me the same respect.

(The story came from a dream and that restless feeling you get when you want to fall back into it. I suppose its a result of playing with fire and hanging around someone I just can't have, which I can accept.. but its definately fuel for the fire)

Was that the Devil that came to me last night?

Who was that last night whom came to me while I slumbered?
Who was the one who pulled back the covers
And opened my warm cocoon.
The One who ripped open my nighty,
Exposing my warm skin to the cold night air
Hardening my nipples as my skin turned into bumps…
Feeling your hand slide down and rip off my panties and covering my pussy.
My eyes start to open as you start to slide your two rough fingers inside me.
A hot rolling wave of fire and passion start to rise in my body and all I see is blackness…
The smell of heat, congac and cigars engulf my nose as I feel your body hovering over mine,
One hand grabs my breast and your mouth sucks my other, ‘Ohhhhh…’ I start to moan
As my resistance starts to fall, your hand grabs my shoulder, your finger digging deep into my flesh
Just as I’m about to whince and surrender to the pain you roll me over onto my knees
Gripping my shoulder and waist you pull me back on you.
Climbing on my back I can feel the heat of your body burning my skin as you brush against me,
The humidity of your breathe on the back of my neck as your grunt into the back of my ear,
Holding your stiff cock against my ass, you grab my arms and pull me back into you,
The heaviness of your voice instructs me to beg for you.
Scrambling to get my balance I start to shudder the words…”I…” and start to scream
As you force your way inside turned on by my trembles of fear…
Plunging inside me, one hand guides my hips to meet yours,
While the strength of the rest of your body pins the rest of me down,
My face smashed into the pillows you grab and handful of my hair
Pull me up until I feel your mouth start to cover that soft spot in my neck.
Your teeth pulling and ripping around my jugular.
All I can manage to get out between each thrust is “Oh…. Oh….. Ohhhhh….”
Fire, heat, passion, ecstasy have all but consumed my body, all my senses filled with heat.
As my hips give in and struggle to rise to meet yours you pull out,
Toss me over on the bed, in one swift move your knees spread my legs apart
And you are suddenly deep inside me again,
Grinding, Thrusting, deeper, harder, hotter, wetter… You rise up over me
I arch my back, trying to press my body closer to yours, you arch your back, deeper..
Deeper…I want you deeper… my legs starting to close around your hips, my hands reaching to dig into your hard body, I’m so close..
You rise on your knee’s as I’m wiggling and squirming under you and just as I start to begin to
Feel the orgasm in its sweet release…
You rise up to your knee’s and ask me “Who is your Master?”, while at the same time I start to moan the words “Ohhhhh My G….”
And Poof.
You were gone.

My Ideal Person: MARRIED GUYS NEED NOT CONTACT ME AT ALL!

I'm really looking for a one on one thing, nothing more and I don't do other girls under any circumstances.

I'd like to find a local guy... I'm not looking to travel or hook up with anyone who's just 'dropping' in for a few days... unless we develop an online relationship first.

Have you ever had cybersex?:
I've tried it, but it's just not the same.

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