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I am a curious woman and visits to the chat rooms have driven my libido way up. when i first came here, it was just to look. first is was men, now it is both men and women and the dream of my tongue in pussy has become an unbeleivealbe turn on.
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Saturday, February 2, 2013, 4:19:00 PM- watched the end of a movie this morning | ||||||
it was called the magdaline sisters and it was the story of about 4 girls in a magdaline laundries. i had heard about them in the past, joni mitchell (who could have seduced me with her voice when i was younger and i would have slept with her just to listen to her voice) sang about them in the late 1990'a but i don't think that i really understood how horrible they were. and how they were the out growth of a truely good movement (i learned that after reading more about the on the internet). they finally closed the last of these facilities in 1998. while started for noble purposes in the 1800's, the facilities slowly became places of abuse and cruelty and what amounted to slavery for women into the middle and later portions of the 1900th century. and much of it was run by the Catholic Church's order of nuns. it just was difficult to believe that these kinds of problems atrocities existed 50 years after world war 2 and all of the brutality that was witnessed. it just so show that history is truely written by the winners. anyway, what really struck me is how "civilized and educated we are" but we bury our heads in the sand about what is out of sight. we ask how other cultures can do be so abusive, violent, have so little respect for women and life and be don't even look at our own history and how recently we stopped instituionally abusing in our own socity. it was a painful movies to watch, it was painful to learn more about the institution and, as a catholic, it was painful to see how much the catholic church played a role in this. but, if we don't look in the face of what we were, and learn from it, we can not hope to advance as human being. but if we look at what we were, and keep looking back, we will diminsh as human beings. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx to all. | ||||||
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Friday, February 1, 2013, 4:28:44 AM- just some thoughts | ||||||
thank you to all my friends for their kind thoughts and advice. hubby and i will be fine (i hope). it is just an adjustment learning to be together. you get use to being alone and now he is her when i get home and we are just having some problems adjusting. had a weather front come through last night---rain wind and hot (65 at midnight) to cold (in the 30s) by day break. just kept getting colder all day. tomorrow the high is suppose to be 31 with possiblity of snow. brrrrrrr. lost power 5 times last night. and every time it came back on, the electrical devices reset them selves (click, click, click) including the air pump for our mattress and woke me up. since hubby lost his job, i have been sleeping so much better until last night. it so wonderful to sleep and not wake up and look at him and be mad at him for coming home late and then trying to get morning sex and being told that he is to tired. omg, that would make me mad--i was alway mad at him. but that seems to have stopped and i feel much better about it. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx to all. sammie alice | ||||||
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Wednesday, January 30, 2013, 3:36:57 AM- it is so different | ||||||
hubby is now home when i get home from work. we are eating dinner early--all the things i wanted. but it has been so long since we have done this, i really don't know how to relate anymore. we sit in the living room and sort of don't communicate. i think that maybe it is time we started to plan something to reconnect. daughter is home so it is not like we can reconnect in bed. but i think that we need to work on it. i sometimes think that we must always work on our marriages. it is not something that just happens. i am not worried, just sharing some thoughts. xxxxxxx to all | ||||||
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Saturday, January 26, 2013, 4:03:42 PM- cold morning here | ||||||
sitting on the couch. i am the only one up. we are late christmas people here, so we put up our tree and wreaths late and we take them down in late January---so i thin that that is the plan today. maybe some shopping. hoping for some afternoon loving . hope springs eternal!! lol! sometimes i just come here and read blogs and look at some pictures. the blogs are so facinating and the comments are so insiteful---but it lacks a spell checker for me. the rest of you are good spellers. have a great afternoon. | ||||||
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Saturday, January 26, 2013, 5:27:58 AM- winter is here | ||||||
until monday, winter was mild--almost like late fall. now 20 degrees and snow. brrrrrr missing the sun | ||||||
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Tuesday, January 22, 2013, 1:11:48 PM- :) | ||||||
I did. He came to bed. I was asleep. Mouth tugging at my panties. Leg being pried apart (no resistance by me) his tongue in my muffin till it was wet and slowly putting in a toy and I go from purring to uncontrollable in seconds. And his tongue stays until I cum, a deep throbbing cum. My hand has made him hard and he enters me. I know that it will not last so I hold him in me. He gets hard again and I feel a tiny spasm. Thank God, I know he gave me some of his juice to carry in me today. He rolls off and falls asleep and I lie there happy. Kisses to all | ||||||
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Tuesday, January 22, 2013, 5:04:36 AM- holiday to day | ||||||
Daughter was around the house all day. I wonder if she realizes her mother needs some loving too? I even tried to give hubby a hand job in a public parking lot--- I am so horny---thinking maybe he would want to finger me. Remember what it was like before his job tore the joy from us. Maybe he will come to bed soon and want me. Omg I am thinking about rubbing my Pussy on his pillow to leave my scent there there. Is that to slutty to do? Will that remind him? Xxxxx all | ||||||
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Saturday, January 19, 2013, 2:18:38 PM- bad news/good news | ||||||
hubby called me on his way home on tuesday. after working impossible hours for years and being effective abused by some of his co-worker and management, they decide to eliminate his position. he had poured himself into his job and this was his reward. i so wanted to go to his office on wednesday and give them a piece of my mind i was so mad. so, he is without a job now (that is the bad news) the good news is that he is out of that place. i was bluntly losing my husband to that place. we were growing further and further apart because he was never home and when he was home, he really was not with me. i was so afraid that when we retired, we would not know each other. i had reached the point where i made him take me out to lunch on the weekend just so i could have him to myself for one or two hours a week. i would go places that i really did not want to go just to be with him in the car. he is doing ok. hurt but ok. after nearly two years of my begging him to go to see a counelor, he finally did in november and so he finally understood what was going on and that it was not him, it was where he worked. so he was better emotionally prepared for this and perhaps i think he is relieved. during my career, i have seen so many people have this happen to them----work for a company and give there life to them to the detriment of their family and their health and then just get thrown to the side. they showed great loyalty and were thrown aside as a husk of their former self---damaged. they work for the common good of the company and are just cast aside. how do we expect our childern to see work as anything but a place to get what you can and then move on quickly after they have watched this happen to their parents and their friends parents. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx to all. i am going to sneak back into bed and see if i can get some sweet loving. sammie alice | ||||||
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Sunday, January 13, 2013, 4:24:58 AM- i started this in the forum, but decide i did not want to share it there | ||||||
ok, i am a good girl, i have behaved myself but-----my boy friend (not hubby) who introduced me to sex, the one that i thought had made me pregnant---i just could not get enough----the feeling----and i would let him finger me, in the lobby of my dorm. omg, i would wear a short skirt, take my underwear off in the ladies room, and sit at the main door where freezing cold would come in to give us an excuss to put our coats over us so that he could finger me while i gave him a hand job through his pants. neither ever came, and we had to stiffle our sex voices with our months and tongues but it may have been the most unbeleivable sex i ever experience--the fear of being caught, the fear of being seen as a slut---proper girls did not do that---the fear of having the school call my parents (they did that back then) all just made it more exciting. sometimes i dream of misbehaving like that again with hubby. letting him have me in some semi public place. the fear, the excitement the naughtiness. hubby and i have never done something like that---my pregnacy scare at 18 sort of took the excitement out of sex until we got married. now i read what others have enjoyed and dream of put my wireless vib in my pussy and giving the remote to him to let him watch me squirm while we are in public and he is driving me out of my mind , having to find someplace to hid as i shutter with passion. getting so hot that i beg him to fuck me in some alcove or the car---if i can make it that far. sometimes, stories and questions here remind us of our past, the thrill of what we have done, the things that we have missed. and sometimes the two make me dream about things i wish we did. i know i could never cheat on hubby, go to an orgy or even have a girl friend (though i dream about that a lot), but i wish he and i had explored our sexuality more when we were younger. tried more things---added more thrill. it is said that men want a lady it the kitchen and a slut in the bed room. sometimes, i wish i had beem more of a slut when when i was 25. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx and hugs to all. | ||||||
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Saturday, January 12, 2013, 3:06:12 PM- weekend is finally here | ||||||
after christmas and new year and a mini-vacation, five days of work was almost more than i could deal with. but it the weekend, have some shopping to due, hubby and me to lunch, maybe a bike ride. hope a little loving. think i will return to nice and smooth at the end of the month. starry is right, i am not a bear. lol | ||||||
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