having too much fun.. drooling over different kinds of turquoise.... Mmmm, delight to wrap sterling silver or copper around the stones... *sigh*

happy thoughts full of images of jewelry hand crafted by me... mmm mmm mmm....
oh shuuushhhh... I get orgasmic over nice hard things all the time... so what if some are inanimate cold or jelly vibed.. and some are ready to be fondled and slid onto or wrapped in.... WIRE, lol...
ahem... nodding goofily, seriously....

I've got rocks in my head again.

Hmmmm, my rolling vibrator (car) had sent me into overdrive, but exhaustion claimed me long enough to feel a bit refreshed.

I closed my door, slid my jeans down my hips and pulled my panties down to explore play and tease out an O if possible. I haven't been able to get very wet last few times... this time I was determined to make it happen.

sliding my fingers between my thighs I teased the tip of one down to prat my lips feeling the fuzz that is growing.. making a mental note to shave them smooth... I touched my lips, slide the tip into my soft folds and down into my pussy.. stirring, and stroking up and down across my lips and deeper into my slit... another fingertip poked and swirled, then flicked at my clit as I rocked my hips to an inner beat...thrumming at my clit and stroking a finger, then two in and out of my pussy... stroking in circles, then backwards, and forwards... pushing deeper in then crooking fingers to slide them wetly out and to my lips... licking off the threads and sticky slickness... then dipping in again to stroke, tease... and finger fuck myself to a heated lusty level of greed.... I NEED the orgasms I claim... a tremor shudders through me.... not enough... I crave more...

Imagining a man in the shadows at my door, watching me fingering myself... he shifts and runs his hand over slacks that reveal his growing lust... I look up to his glittering eyes, and then run fingers deep again, to lift them again to my mouth, licking, then sucking them... sliding them in and out, to make sure every drop is savored.... mmmm love my flavor...
delight in the juicy gel...
he groans and reveals how long and thick he's suddenly gotten, twitching under the hand stroking over the swelled member. he unbuttons then slides the zipper down... slips his shirt up and unbuttons it to reveal muscle and a lovely thatch of hair covering chest, and trailing down to below his hips... I slide my fingers in again, flicking, swirling around my hard clit, thrusting deep inside my slick wet pussy. He rises to standing, then walks over to my bedside... slides his pants down, then his boxerbriefs move off, to allow his hard thick cock to pulse and stand strong, long, and thick, and absolutely aching to release.... he takes my hand, lifts it up to his mouth, kisses the fingertips and sucks off the thick juices that cling to them... I rise up on an elbow, touch his face, his eyes close as he smells my scent on fingers that brush his skin... I kiss his lips and his tongue penetrates my lips hungrily devouring my mouth... delving deeper, hand holding my face... he settles on the bed beside me then kisses down my neck to collar bone, then breasts.... I slide fingers again within, creating another orgasmic tremor lifting fingers to the other breast, I swirl wet circles of my cum around the nipple and a trail down to my belly... he licks his way over to claim that nipple sucking it to a hard tight peak... mmmm how I love the way doing this arouses a man even higher... his need and demand even greater.

pinning my hand down, to claim my pussy as his own.. he licks and lathes.... suckles and feast on thick lips, wet slickness and a hard little clit that needs to be tortured with absolute pleasure... he stays between my thighs.. reveling in the rich wetness that clings to his face, shoulder, hair, neck... every part of him that touches me and the slickness that drips from my puss... my legs quake as he takes me higher... fingers force his face deeper as he hits every nerve I need to create the biggest orgasmic rush I've had in far, far too long... mmmm oh bliss.... oh, fuck... I shudder then smile up and take his throbbing bulging meat in my hand... I want you Now, I huskily say...

I feel his thick tip slide over my lips, teasing me... running up and down my wet slit.. making me need him... kissing me in seduction motions in perfect union.. thrusting hips, angling and then slow penetration, pulling out, then sliding in.... deep, then barely moving.... then diving in deeper, deeper, then closing eyes and we both begin to move utterly by instinct... cumming, cumming, pounding out a beat, hearts pounding, wet suction, and heat.. sweat glistening on hot bodies.. and lusty carnal heavenly sweetness.... cumming, cumming, cum for me my love..... Mmmmmm

swollen.... completely sated... um, okay, smirking... you're right... I'll need this again... oh how I wish... how I miss.... how I dream.... I want a lover who desires wants adores and needs me...
but, for now... I'm dreaming, and just doing things myself.
This may be all I ever have for the rest of my life... if so... oh well.... I'll do my best to please... just as I've tried to do for lovers.... it's up to you to accept and embrace a partner at all... and then, to relish and accept their best.... but so much more... to GIVE the best... because, ultimately it is in giving that we receive the best.... yes?

I'll play again later... pruney fingers need a break for a bit.

so tired these days... I get home and just feel weak and ready to sleep

Something for mother's day. I drew this to honor my mother's request for it, long ago, now, it seems.

To me, it reminds me of simpler years... they weren't simple, but still... it's a reminder of a garden from my teenage years. Freesias and Columbine. They were two of Mother's favorite flowers. A gift of my love, for her, as her wedding invitation back in 2006.

Marriage wasn't something she could do. Maybe it's not for me, either. But if so... I must accept the loneliness and embrace myself as I am. A single woman who is as imperfect as anyone can be. But who tried hard to prove her love and devotion to the few men who stopped for a moment and taught me some lessons on reality.

I am me. I am a daughter, I am a sister, a friend to some... and I am a mother.

Happy Mother's Day to the lovely women here, who're the sun, moon and stars to their children.

the weekend equals.. hmmm

rain.... a daughter who feels guilty for taking time off because of the intense pain she's experiencing with all of this. her fear is overwhelming right now.

another grand-niece was born... yesterday evening.

all I want to do is stay home and listen to the rain and bird song through my window.

I'm changed into a more confused and lost soul than I'd thought. I'm lost.

I lack trust faith or belief in self or anyone else in the world, really. And I wonder if there is any reason for me to look for or try to build it back up.

I don't like feeling cynical, but it's how I see myself to be right now.

I'm not sure what else to say... oh, I did get my ticket to the concert next week. I hope I actually GO.
I really have been looking forward to it.

I do not want to be scared like this....

please, please pray for my daughter... for her to be able to heal, for her to be able to live... Oh God, I do not want to overreact, but I know how upset the Urgent care doctors have looked.... this is the third time she's been there. This time they told her if her symptoms get worse.. go to the ER.

her kidneys still... both of them. They ran more labs. The doctor tried to explain that she should stay home from work. Acted stunned she was going with her level of pain.

Please, please send positive our way... God blessed me with her.. I want her to stay. I love that kid of mine. I'm not ready to watch her suffering. I'm already watching a young woman in my team at work, who's kidneys are failing her. She's on the transplant list. We worry over her so much... it was too much for my boss..... when I told him via text tonight. He expected me to stay home with my daughter. I don't know what to say or how to deal with this.

So I'll hope for the best. I'll pray for her to be fine. For her life to get better... for her body to heal.

time to change my ways and what I post.
almost done.

sliding fingers into my wet slit... I close my eyes and wish a lover into mind.

feeling his whiskers as he brushes his lips over mine, then nibbling my neck... I stretch under his ministrations, moaning softly... I ache for him... and hungrily respond to his tongue delving exploring and tasting my kisses. running fingers through his hair, my legs tremble... I need his touch... feeling his fingers rubbing kneading my breasts.. and then his lips and tongue claiming each nipple

mmmm, erotic warmth and moisture on my skin.

his hads explore lower spreading my legs and parting soft folds as he teases my clit.. his face and body move lower hovering above my slit.. his long fingers covered with my juices soon his tongue adds to the intensity of the pleasure he gives.. lips tongue teeth, whiskers.. Mmmmmm tactile input on overdrive.. my cum flows sweetly and he groans out a husky "God, you taste good, mmmmm you're so fucking good!"

my back arches and my hands go to the back of his head... I pull him down to push his tongue deeper in me... I groan out in orgasmic euphoria face flushed and pussy swollen... He's already forcing another one over me.. again... again.. oh Fuck, again...

*sigh* I promise I'll figure out who to beg to help me post my Comi-coNN photos tomorrow... Nods, yes, I'm late... just picture me teasing you with a nice black lacy thong and tight T, with comic character stuff on it... and socks to make it all work, hair pulled back in a pony tail or piggies, and my glasses, to boot. Shrugs... or just me nice n nekkid. with grease pencil on me.