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Christmas is coming

Posted by marloweny 3 years ago

 

There's not likely to be much of a holiday celebration this year, for obvious reasons. That's a little bit of a relief. I'm looking forward to spending the christmas break recovering from the once again breakneck work schedule.

Here's a little more therapeutic stream of consciousness to see what perviness is floating around in my head, keeping me awake.

Start 11:56 pm

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She fluttered her eyes at me from across the room. I looked around to see who else she could have been giving such a come-hither stare to, but we were alone. By the time I was finished looking, she'd already made her move. He gasped slightly as her soft, substantial curves pressed against me, pinning me to the wall. She was a foot taller than me, and had the most magnificent figure. Full, plump, shapely. I could feel the warmth of her body through her clothes. Her breasts practically enveloped my whole upper body. She leaned down. The force of her weight leaning against me was almost enough to push the breath from my lungs. Her glossy red lips playfully pecked my nose, then my cheek, and finally found their way to my own lips. The kiss was long, deep, and passionate. Her tongue gently nudged between my lips and explored my mouth, entwining with my tongue. I felt her hands slide down my shoulders, then gently grip my upper arms.

THe lips pulled from mine and once again peppered my face and neck with kisses. I gasped for breath. Her grip grew tighter and she pressed her lips to my forehead. Her tongue slipped from her lips again and lapped playfully at my forehead as her mouth started to widen. I felt her breath pouring down over my face. I shut my eyes. A moment later a hot, moist pressure slipped over them. Slow, sweeping motions of her tongue sampled more and more of my face. I could feel her teeth gliding over the back of my head.

She tilted her head back, my own still trapped in her maw. Her grip on my arms easily dragged me upward and angled me. Soft gapes and little shoves started to send me deeper. Little coos of delight and whispers of voice swirled around me. The pressure grew greater. Her hungry body dragged me down as her hands stuffed and mashed at me. She suckled and slurped her way down my chest. Her tongue curled over my crotch and tugged it deeper. My legs pressed tight as they slid past her lips. And finally I was curled in her stomach, my arms hugging my own chest and my knees in my face. My fleshy new home bobbed and swayed as she turned. A light belch squished the sack of flesh even tighter around me. And then began the bouncing, swinging journey as she paced down the street.

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12:10 am Pretty straightforward and quick
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Tassie

Posted by Tassie 3 years ago Report

I know it's painful, but the way you put your insomnia to work, it's purely magical.

I sometimes can't sleep, but I can never create anything so lovely as you at such an hour. It's hard to say how beautiful this is that you can turn your pain into a delight for us here. Thank you so much.

marloweny

Posted by marloweny 3 years ago Report

You're very welcome. It's therapeutic. I'm exorcising these ideas to silence my brain so I can sleep.

Morphy

Posted by Morphy 3 years ago Report

The ride never ends in Retail. After the 25th, it's Return Season when customers get beligerant because they can't turn unwanted gifts into cash (gift receipts mean store credit) or get far less than they were expecting when they return it without any receipt at all.

I like it when they demand to return stuff that didn't even come from our store. (Uh mam, the tag right here says Walmart)