I like being nakked in the moonlight, nude night time swims, the beach, surf fishing, nude beaches, role play, and oral sex. I like to write science fiction but I seem to do poetry the best. I like to role play and I am a dom.
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I love BBW, they have every thing a skinny girl has and more, much more and they know how to use it! Real women are BBW, curvy girls, voluptuious, what ever you want to call yhem. I do love the BBW, great lovers and usually wonderful people. No woman has boobs the way a BBW does! Gotta love em!
Butterfly surfersShy little butterflies, moving flecks of yellow greenWhy do you play among the breaking waves? What could this mean?Mostly you just taste the ground where the ocean meets the landBut when the wind and the waves are just right you do something grandThe first time I saw you flying just ahead of the wavesI thought the wind had caught you and the ocean would be your graveBut the wind was calm and the waves smooth and sleek Dancing in the air just ahead of the waves, what is it that you seek?Gathering in a small group just above a rolling waveRiding down the cushion of air, could it be a thrill that you crave?Fluttering down the curl of a forming tube that shoots out butterflies in a clapWhy would you take that risk, just in time escaping from the trap?Could it be you seek the same thrill of the blond tan boys bobbing in the sea?Could an insect play the same games as me?Do they take a few minutes out of the hustle of their life, one summer long?In his place would you take some time to play before your summer was gone? Michael Hissom (all right reserved)
CactusIn the middle of the desert, a top a cactus tower Grows a bud, swelling larger, soon to be a flower No one but me sees the beauty, of the desert treeIn the blistering sun, only i, foresee the fantasy In the unforgiving heat, thunder heads spread and grow Driving rain falls, a rare event, in this land i know The tower of spines drinks, water stores have been lowUntil it is heavy with liquid, should it dare to grow? Later, when the sun has slid over the low desert hillsOnly then does this giant show it's beautiful frills The buds open, slowly one by one, fragrant and sweet Growing heavy with nectar, calling night fliers to meet Their leathery wings, flutter in the icy star light Their tongues probe the blossoms sweet inner delight Again and again, they visit, tongues lapping nectars sweet fireThe cactus stands immobile, unable to show its sated desire When the sun rises on another day hot and much dryerThe cactus blooms enclose the gift, brought by the night flier The fliers have delivered life, begun anew in the flowerThe cactus has given its juices, pure and sweet, atop it's tower Both have benefited from this exchange, mindless passions satedCan anyone expect as much, from friends or lovers, we have mated?Drakon
Dream of a Friend In my dream I see the morning sun sparkle in your eyes deep and blue I see your full red lips, like rose petals kissed with dew A halo of golden hair frames your face, freckles cross your noseYour smile out shines the sun, your face, it truly glows You wear a gown made only of silk and a few thoughts of sin A slight breeze blows and the silken gown becomes a second skin Revealed in that moment, a sight too glorious to ever forgetTo hold such beauty would be worth any debt Are you an enchantress looking for a soul to steal? Do you require mortal men at your feet to kneel? Maybe just a mortal woman trying to tempt the sky What would be the penalty for one embrace to try? When you go your beauty leaves a void that can never be filled Left behind you there will always be hearts, forever thrilled!Drakon
SeventeenTo be seventeen again was once my fondest wish To know what I know now and be so young but not so foolishTo feel the fire in my veins and no fear in my chestTo ride my motorcycle like I was destined to the be the bestTo be able to watch the young girls through eyes not filtered by guiltMajorettes marching at a half time show and not feel I should not notice how they are builtTo walk the halls of my old high school and know how important the classes To know how going to college would have changed my life, my choices, foreverTo have the nerve to ask the prettiest girl to the prom, knowing what to say at every turn.To be serious when it was necessary and to have fun when I could and not try to act so sternTo savor every moment as if it were the last because as I know now each moment wasTo know that cool was just being who you were and not doing what everyone else doesBut now at fifty, I look back and I would settle for reliving those days as ignorant as I was thenTo live wild and free and be not be burdonded by what was to be in the future when Maybe just a touch of self confidence would be nice, less introverted, less afraidI could ride my motorcycle and not worry about what was yet to be, or the life I had madeYet in my heart I can relive all the joys and sorrows of that time, even as they fade from my mindAll I have to do is think of the special things and it all becomes clear, the memories easy to findAt fifty on the outside in my heart I am still seventeen, still wanting to party with songs unsungBut my outside marks me as old, not to be trusted; I was guilty of the same when I was youngDrakon
Part two Pamela felt like she must be looking like a hayseed as Cindy lead her to the back yard. Double glass doors opened out to a pool surrounded by a tall stonewall. A huge hot tube sat beside the pool, pool furniture for at least a dozen people sat on the smooth stone patio surrounding the pool, Cindy was beside her self with excitement, Cindy took both...
Added 22 Sep 2009 | Category Lesbian
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Cindy Pamela was yard saleing, Going to yard sales was one of her Saturday morning rituals. She seldom actually bought anything but slowly picking through other peoples junk was a good way to relax and get to look though other peoples lives. The things people thought might sell were amazing and were often as...
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Pamela had been driving for hours, the mountain roads were twisting and deserted this time of night or really early morning. The sky was dark, no moon tonight but every once in a while she would get a glimpse of the stars through the windshield. This area of the North Carolina Mountains was almost completely deserted, not even any side roads marked by lonely mailboxes. The radio...
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Part Three Six weeks had passed since Patty found out that Cindy was an EnGen, six weeks since Patty had found out what an EnGen was. Cindy had proven to be a handful, She was incapable of reading, or at least had no interest in reading. Nor did she respond to pictures unless they were pictures of sex. Sex was her entire world, it was how she communicated, sex was all she...
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Part two The next few days revealed some startling things about Cindy and maybe even Patty. Cindy seemed to have an almost pathological oral fixation, Patty’s body was soon covered with tiny red suction marks left by Cindy. Patty’s nipples began to get so raw she had to restrict the time Cindy was allowed to suckle. But Patty’s clitoris was Cindy’s main object of sucking desire....
Added 13 Sep 2009 | Category BDSM
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Patty’s Story, part one..... Patty was pacing the room, tonight had been a very special night. Her Master had brought her a present, a wondrous present. Patty didn’t understand why Master had decided she needed such a gift. But the gift opened up a most wonderful set of possibilities. Master had owned Patty since she was 16. Over the years she had become totally devoted to being...
Added 11 Sep 2009 | Category BDSM
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