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Days have passed, so have months.

At some point, during that time, my mind has been a blank piece of sheet, and my thoughts flowing like the ink of a broken pen.

I, and many here and there - probably, felt lost and lonely.

But everything is ephemeral, even these temporary feelings, that keep going and knocking back on my door, sometimes.

Sometimes, coming inside like a storm we try to protect ourselves from,

sometimes we decide to let them in, even welcoming with a smile, curious to learn more.

Some people call it growth, some healing, or just life.

Isn’t that life just a perpetual stream of changes and adaptations, to circumstances, people, and ourselves anyway.

Self portrait in Mumbai. May 2020

How often do you catch yourself digging up the past.

Thinking about how, at some stage of your life, 

someone can hold such an importance to you, 

being so close to them. 

You share such an intimacy, 

sharing your thoughts, 

ambitions and fears, feelings. 

Your life. 

And since it is just a matter of time, 

things fade away, 

everything is different 

and won’t be the same anymore. 

You just get stuck in that time. 

You hold on it, 

just for the sake of what it was, 

lying to yourself.

You just swim in that ocean of memories, 

in what is now, 

some toxic water. 

Paris, october 2020 | @miraakle_

Gena crossed and uncrossed her bare legs, gazing around the bar restlessly. Every time she heard the door open she would look up, only to be disappointed that it wasn’t who she was waiting for.

Make that two who’s. For the past week, Gena had been talking online to Rick and Wendy, a married couple who had approached her through a dating site. Gena thought Wendy’s curly blonde hair (and great tits) were sexy as hell, and Rick’s salt and pepper stubble… she would love to feel that rubbing against her thighs. But she was nervous that they wouldn’t be like their photos.

A hand brushed her shoulder. “Gena?” Asked a low, slightly Southern voice.

Wendy was just as beautiful as in her photos. Her tight blouse gave a teasing hint of those full breasts, her hair tumbled all around a sweet face with big blue eyes. Next to Rick, she was a small, curvy present Gena was dying to unwrap.

And Rick was good to look at too. Tall and broad shouldered, his stubble was dark against a square jaw. His jeans were well worn and clung to his hips like an embrace.

“Shall we get a table?” He suggested, smiling down at Gena.

As they enjoyed some beers, it was clear there was tangible energy between all three. Rick sat on the same side of the booth as Gena, and Wendy was across from them. Everyone leaned towards each other, making eye contact and laughing and blushing. After a second round of beers, Gena felt Wendy’s foot glide up the outside of one calf, and then again on the inside. And Rick kept resting his hand on her shoulder, his fingers brushing her dark hair.

Wendy leaned forward across the table, giving the other two an ample eyeful of cleavage. “We really, really like you, Gena.”

Gena smiled. She slid her hand up Rick’s thigh, feeling his taut muscles. “I like you too. Both of you.”

Rick guided her hand closer to his crotch. “How about you come home with us tonight?”

It wasn’t much later that Gena was standing in their living room. The tension and excitement was thick, but no one was sure how to start.

“Maybe Wendy and I can give you a show,” Gena suggested. With a giggle she pulled Wendy down onto the sofa, kissing her softly. She couldn’t keep her hands off Wendy’s body, even as her tongue explored the sexy blonde’s mouth. Gena dragged her hands down from Wendy’s tits to her ass, gripping it and pulling their hips together.

Gena began to unbutton Wendy’s blouse, revealing her big, round tits encased in sheer pink lace. She kissed her way down to them, then sucked Wendy’s nipple through the lace of her bra. In seconds her nipples were hard and pointing through the fabric. Gena used her tongue to tease them, as Wendy sighed and rubbed her hips against Gena’s. Gena bit the soft flesh at the top of one tit.

Rick watches intensely, occasionally letting his hand rub his hardening dick through his jeans.

Gena kissed lower, scooting down the couch to kneel between Wendy’s legs. “I want to taste you,” she said, unbuttoning her slacks. She pulled them down Wendy’s legs, along with her little lacy thong, and tossed them to the ground.

Wendy had a pretty patch of blonde curls crowning a pink pussy that was already wet. Gena spread her lips with her fingers, and then leaned in to cover Wendy’s clit with her tongue.

As Gena leaned forward, her dress fell up over her back, exposing her panty-less ass.

“No panties?” Rick murmured. “Someone’s naughty.” He stepped up behind Gena and gave her a sharp spank.

Gena gasped, her face pressing against Wendy’s pussy as a reflex. Rick began to play with her ass cheeks, rubbing them and spreading them. As Gena slid a finger into Wendy’s pussy, Rick did the same to her - only his finger was much bigger.

Gena started to lick and suck Wendy’s clit harder. Rick slid his finger back through her folds, farther back to her ass. Wendy moaned, rolling her hips as Gena sucked her pussy. Rick began to massage her asshole’s pucker.

Gena arched her back, pushing her ass into Rick’s hand. She used her own fingers fill Wendy’s pussy, adding a second, then a third. Wendy thrusted her hips against Gena’s hand. Gena kept licking Wendy’s swollen clit. “Oh, fuck, I’m close,” Wendy gasped. Gena planted her mouth over Wendy’s clit, using her tongue to push her farther.

Rick took that moment to push his finger into Gena’s tight asshole. Gena groaned as he filled her, lubed with her own pussy’s wetness, but still so tight. He lazily stroked her asshole with a big finger. He spanked her ass again.

“Come on, Gena. I want to see that pretty face covered in Wendy’s come.”

Wendy was gasping with pleasure as Gena fucked her hard with her hands, one inside her pussy while the other rubbed her clit. Wendy’s body started to shake, her thighs trembling as her orgasm built. Gena could feel her pussy clamp around her fingers, and she gave Wendy’s clit one last suck as she came hard against her face. 

…to be continued

nekomusumeghoul:

thoughts of you

✒️

“Are you attracted to me?” she asks, pressing the peach to her lips. She makes as if to bite, but all she does is kiss it. The kerosene lamp makes her eyes sparkle wickedly.

She’s still holding the cutting knife, so I say the first thing that tumbles into my head, “Hang on, let me check.” I lean in closer, press my nose to her hair, and inhale deeply. Her scent, a mixture of peaches and ocean water, fill my lungs and make me smile.

“So?” she asks, her breath a whisper.

“I’m still not quite sure.” I try to suppress my grin, especially because she’s feigning an upset look. Her bottom lip sticks out in the cutest way.

“Oh?” she asks, putting the knife down beside the peach. “What’s giving you uncertainty?”

“I might need to taste you to be perfectly sure,” I say, my voice rumbling with a growl. Her eyes go straight to my lips, and she bites her own.

“Okay,” she says, a blush on her freckled face. She looks away from me and shuts her eyes, leaning forward. She thinks I want to kiss her.

I poke her button nose. “Where?”

“What?” she asks, looking surprised.

“Where do you want me to lick you?” I stroke the band of her tank top, easing it down her shoulder, making her shudder. “How about here,” I ask, leaning forward and brushing her collarbone with my lips.

Caroline shakes her head. “I have a better idea,” she says, playing with the hem of her shirt. “How about my butt?”

My breath catches in my throat at her words, and I look up to see her trying to stifle a giggle with her hand. Is she taunting me? “Okay,” I say, trying to make my voice deeper and extra sexy. I’m more than willing to call her on the bluff.

I hear her swallow hard, and her face gets even redder as her hand falls away from her mouth. “Yeah?”

“Turn around,” I command, not taking the chance of one of us changing our minds.

She bites her lip as I kneel. Then she shakes her head and turns, raising her shirt to reveal the perfect roundness of her ass. Thank god for yoga pants.

I reach for her hips, my fingers fluttering over the hem of her pants. Her curves are so tender, so juicy, I find a shred of mercy. “Pants on or off?” I ask her ass.

She looks back at me over her shoulder. “Off. If you’re gonna taste me, I want you to taste me for real.”

I let out a shuddering breath, feeling my cock strain at her words and the needy tone in her voice. I grab her cheeks, one in each palm, feeling her soft warmth through the cloth. I spread her apart, and she means, causing a shiver of pure desire to go down my spine. My fingers curl around the waistline of her tight cloth, my nails scraping her skin slightly as I pull down.

“Wait,” she says frantically when I have it just below the beginning of her ass. I can see her milky white skin, the darkness between her cheeks. But I abide by her fright and look up with a devious smile. She’s not wearing any panties.

“Is it alright if I continue?” I ask, not really giving her a choice as I tug lightly on her pants. She shuts her eyes, biting down on her bottom lip, and nods. That’s all the answer I need, and I pull her pants down with one smooth motion, leaving them stretched between her knees.

I can see her now, her privates, her secrets, her hidden treasure. Her lips look so pure, and there are tiny curled hairs all over, giving her a wild and untamed appearance. I note the freckles, surprised that she has them here too, covering her ass and legs like drops of rain on a picnic blanket. I connect them to form constellations. Her skin feels so warm, her heat emanates form her insides. I can almost taste her just by inhaling, and there’s a magnetic force reeling me in.

I must have been studying her behind for a while, because Caroline gives a little shake, causing her cheeks to jiggle. “What are you waiting for?” she asks. “Lick me.”

When did she start giving the order? I didn’t care. I brought my face to her, the blood pounding in my ears louder and louder the closer I got. I shudder again just imaging all the things I want to do to her ass. I slid my hands up her legs, feeling her smooth skin before grasping her cheeks again, this time directly. When I spread her, I reveal the little dark hole, and she whimpers above me. Little hairs circle it, but they might as well have been rays of sunlight. She looks so delicious, I can’t glance away.

“Here I go,” I whisper to her butt and press the tip of my tongue directly on the center.

Her legs go stiff, and I grab her hips as she straightens her back and shudders. “That’s where you wanted to lick me?” she says, laughing with disbelief as she relaxes.

I can feel the vibrations running through her body and filling my mouth. I close in with my jaws, burying my face between her cheeks. I flatten my tongue against her crack.

“Oh, god,” she whispers, releasing her shirt so that the cloth covers my head. She reaches back and grabs a fistful of my hair, forcing me in deeper.

Excitement bubbles up within me as she takes control. I grab her hips, using my thumbs to spread her ass as I dive in, licking around and around, gently applying increasing pressure with my tongue. I slide in deeper and deeper with every passing moment. Every time I inhale, my lungs fill with her aroma. She tastes and smells like cool morning air in the woods. Her asshole tastes like the rich scent of soil and trees after a sudden summer shower. And the way she’s moaning, like this is the most pleasure she’d ever had, makes me wish I could tongue fuck her forever.

I break free for a moment, feeling as if I’d just emerged from a lake to see a full moon. She stumbles forward, her knees trembling. I dive in again, striking like a snake to plant a kiss on her asshole once more.

“Oh, man,” she whispers, stepping out of my reach. Then she bends forward, giving me the full view of her ass, and I can see the glistening saliva I’d left behind. She grabs her leggings and pulls them up.

I sit on my knees, looking at her as she turns. My cock is straining inside my jeans, but I don’t care. I’m looking up at her like a lost puppy, and her butt is home.

Her face is completely red now, and she glances to the side, unable to meet my eyes. But one corner of her lips is slightly turned upwards, a half smile that’s making my insides melt. “So?” she asks.

“What?” I try to catch her eyes, but she keeps shifting away. Every time I breathe or swallow, I’m tasting her on my lips, my tongue, my everything.

“My question. Remember?” Her fingers ball up the bottom of her shirt. She’d pulled her sweats up too high, and I could see the clear outline of her pussy. She looks so juicy, her lips so lush and full. I groan, wanting to tear her clothes off and show her my answer physically.

I almost ask for another sampling, but instead, I stand and put my arm around her waist and reel her in so that she could feel the arousal her body had stirred inside me. It presses against her belly. “Does that answer your question?”

Caroline nods, resting her forehead on my shoulder. I tilt her chin up with a finger, my other hand trails down her back and grabs her juicy ass cheek again. Her eyes keep switching focus from my lips to my nose to my forehead, and I can’t take it anymore.

I lean down and kiss her, my thumb burying itself inside her ass crack. It’s funny how much easier it is to drum up the courage to kiss someone after you’re already tasted their most secret places.

She kisses me hard, much harder than I expected from someone so flustered. She pushes her lips against my own, sucking on my bottom lip before reaching in with her tongue. I caress her ass with excitement, my other hand grasping a fistful of her hair as I realized she’s tasting herself through this kiss. My cock is crushed between her belly and mine.

I kiss her like this is my last night on earth, like I’d never kiss anyone else ever again. But I knew, in that moment, the truth. I release her lips catch my breath, my thumb hopelessly lost in her ass. I look into her sparkling eyes, the strands of loose hair over her eyes, the pouty way her lips begged to be back with mine. I knew in that moment that I would never kiss anyone else ever again, that I would never want to kiss anyone else. Just her.

Caroline put her hands on my shoulder and pushed me back against the wall, raising one leg to caress my aching cock with the insides of her thighs. She kisses me again, biting my bottom lip gently. Her breasts are mashed up against me. Her hands climb into my hair, and I have both of mine on her ass now, spreading her, wanting her.

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So beautiful, though I believe this is how we should love each other. It’s not just the man who should decipher the makings of a woman but for her too, to explore him, understand and learn what makes and drives him. Arguments or disagreements aren’t about who’s way we will submit to in order to end the conflict quickly, it’s about learning to communicate, reaching a common ground and a solution we BOTH agree on and are happy with moving forward. If one person needs to bend to make the other happy, then no one really wins, it’s about speaking the same language and ultimately reaching a mutual agreed upon solution peacefully, that’s a win, thats the gold, the accomplishment that should be felt/shared together. Respecting each other’s feelings and helping one another grow while also growing together is so important. Life is hard enough, a relationship that’s real in love and loyalty should make life feel less heavy, less stressful, and lonely. Love should make it happier, brighter, exciting and worth all the effort. That’s what I want for my person and I, and I’ll spend the rest of my days trying to do my best for us. Through whatever trials may lie ahead, whatever good, bad, or uncomfortable situation we encounter, I will love you and support you because it’s you I want everyday and night for the rest of my days and nights; I waited my whole life to find you, and I’ll spend the rest of it fighting for you, alongside you, making you stronger while you strengthen me, growing in love and in life with you.

I got your back and always will, my counterpart, my love, my all.

It’s me and you, just us two. ♥️

With Love,

EllaMoon

My Dear Lighthouse

When the cold world has me caught in it’s storm with no clear sight as to where I’m going;

When the sea is raging and coming at me thrashing,

I look out through the dim radiance the earth allows, in search of refuge. I seek you out my dear lighthouse, you who’s wonderous glare I can always count on to lead me safe and sound back to shore.

Knowing that once I’ve found you, I’ll be on my way out of the dark and out of the battered sea.

My dear lighthouse, don’t ever stop guiding me home, don’t ever stop shining for me.

– EllaMoon

Our Collective Sky

It comforts me somehow to know that no matter how far apart we are, we’ll always share the same beautiful sky

you and I.

As I stand here gazing up at it now, I’m thinking of you, holding on to the mere hope that in this moment you’re thinking of me too.

-EllaMoon

Cultivate Me

I have no problem speaking my heart’s affection, in fact, its harder for me to keep the feelings suppressed.

But there are days like today that I wish I were the one hearing how you feel or how much I mean to you.

Sometimes I just need my heart and soul fed the way only you can nourish them. The more you feed my soul, the less starved for answers I’d be to feed the uncertainties that come about or my worries.

You may think it goes without saying, but I promise, a little reassurance would make a difference, would make my whole day without you physically, seem a little more gratifying and the pain I feel while I wait to kiss you again, a little more worthwhile.

Sometimes I just want to be reminded of how important I am to the one that means the world to me.

-EllaMoon

thoselovelythings:

Bound to You.

I could never lose you without losing a part of myself. Like two metal pieces melted and welded into one another by an electric arc, we’re bound to eachother heart and soul, forming a harmonious and most beautiful whole. Our souls are too tightly entangled to ever part without ripping away a piece of ourself, forever wearing the scar of where we were once fused together.

-EllaMoon

Knowing

“ I often think there’s no way I could love you more than I do right now. Yet, I can always count on the fact that I will tomorrow.”

-EllaMoon

Disclosure

“He doesn’t say much, it doesn’t come as easily to him as it does me. But of one thing I can always be certain, when his lips touch mine, there’s no need for words. I feel it all to my very core, every word unspoken, every sentiment, all his love for me expressed through his kiss, and that’s all I need.”

-EllaMoon

Angel,

“I did not forsee you. You came into my life like a sudden flame, and set me ablaze;

Awaking parts of me I didn’t even know existed and I’m a better person for it.

My love for you has truly been the most amazing revelation.

What can I say?

…You’re my Miracle”

- EllaMoon

My Conviction

“Finding something this remarkable is a lifetime event that not all people will have the privilege to experience in their existence…how lucky we are to have gotten that chance in our lives.

I’m certain to my very core that I don’t have to look any further, that you are the love I’ve been waiting for my whole life.

With that certitude, I love you and want nothing more than to devote myself to you and this love we’ve found, now until forever.”

-EllaMoon

Axiom

“ I believe in us as I believe the sun will rise and set each day, back to back. Believing took courage and our love gave me that.

When the day comes and you’re ready… reach out for my hand and there I’ll be, ready to walk down that path that’s lit up for you and me.”

-EllaMoon

Twin Flame

“I feel like we’ve known each other forever, in other lives. Maybe it has something to do with our souls knowing before we did that this is not the first time we’ve felt each other and they led us to this moment, back to each other.”

-EllaMonday

“It’s crazy how a kiss can be so magnificent… earth shattering, but I have experienced a kiss that cosmic, through you. You are otherworldly.”

-EllaMoon