About Gillianleeeza

Biography

I thought it was time for an update. I'm still and always will be a sarcasm enthusiast.

I'm happy in my reality, having been blessed to find a man who puts up with me and my ever-changing moods, wants and needs and has for almost 30 years now. I'm not looking for anything new. I get everything I need at home. And yes, he knows I am on here and has read all of my work. That said, I am a shameless flirt and love sharing jokes and funny pictures. It doesn't mean I want anything from you or with you, it's just the way I relate to people.

I love visiting the forums.

I came here to read the stories at first. I eventually tried my hand at prose and poetry. I am enjoying the creative process of writing. I plan to continue as long as one person enjoys my work. There is always a little bit of truth in each of my works. I'll never tell which parts though. Hopefully, I am getting better as I go along. Thank you to anyone who has ever read and scored any of my works. I appreciate it more than you can know.

I love posts on my page and never set limits. I love sex and any depictions of men and woman together or alone. I am also partial to funny images, animals in particular. Depending on my mood I can and do enjoy most images. If I don't I'll just delete it, no harm no foul.

So if you are sarcastic, funny and like to talk about anything and everything at all, I may just be for you.

Name:
Gillian L
Sex:
Female 
Age:
53
Sign:
Taurus
Relationship Status:
Married
Orientation:
Heteroflexible
Location:
On the bay, Virginia, United States
Local Time:
17 Jan 2018 10:28
Interests:
Reading, writing, cooking, boating, fishing, swimming, hiking, ballet, movies, concerts, exploring parks and just being outside. Getting lost in the library or bookstore. Love some sports, rugby and ice hockey mostly. Although being a Washington Capitals fan is always painful.
Favorite Books:
I'll read just about anything. Some of my favorites are Salem's Lot, The Stand, The Shining, Icy Sparks, Dracula, Frankenstein, The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat and Oryx and Crake. Anything by Poe, H.P. Lovecraft, and Clive Barker. I love libraries and bookstores. I finally own an e-reader but nothing can beat the feel and smell of a book in my hands.
Favorite Authors:
Stephen King, Tess Gerritsen, Ray Bradbury, Edgar Allan Poe, Anne Rivers Siddons, H.P. Lovecraft, Clive Barker, Richard Matheson, Margaret Atwood and Mary Roach. So many more and discovering new ones all the time.
Favorite Movies:
Apollo 13, Sunshine, Body Heat, anything with zombies and horror films (especially the old black and white Vincent Price ones). I'm a Netflix addict.
Favourite TV Shows:
Westworld, The Walking Dead, Project Runway, The Grand Tour, How to Get Away With Murder, American Horror Story, Whose Line is it Anyway, Big Little Lies, Last Week Tonight with John Oliver and more. My DVR is always full but I often don't get to most of it. Time is always an issue.
Favorite Music:
Too many to list. Mostly classic rock from the 70's and 80's. Some folk, indie, an occasional country song. I love classical music as well.
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Stories Published By Gillianleeeza All Stories »

Intent

Don't touch without intent Your fingers graze my soul A scar's path in its wake My heart's not for rent Only passion and zest Will I accept these days Arouse me with words Rise above the rest Pieces of my heart I hold close and protect Darkness lurks deep inside No more pulling apart Another change to mend Broken wings time to heal Our future not certain Certainly, not the end Sin now...

Added 13 Jan 2018 | Category Love Poems | Votes 15 | Avg Score 5 | Views 213 | 14 Comments

Morning Desires

Mornings are for us as I feel your hand reach across to caress my hip Your breath warm on my neck urging me to slide closer as my skin meets your lips In my half-awake state I comply and nestle into your form we become spoons This time of year it's still dark Using just our hands and mouth Soft light guiding us from the moon A hand reaches down and parts my lips You sigh into my ear as...

Added 09 Dec 2017 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 16 | Avg Score 5 | Views 747 | 17 Comments

Can I Get Some Ice With That?

I still love flirting with the cold Summers in the south make it hard Relying on AC and automatic ice I never turn down something that nice No snow to pile and sculpt Just a plain bowl of cubes Ready to slide in where I please A perfect shape for my needs Hearing them dispense  makes an impression on me Licking my lips I begin to drool and drip drowning the bed in a pool Pointing to the...

Added 31 Oct 2017 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 18 | Avg Score 4.94 | Views 685 | 14 Comments

Recommended Read Books and Glasses

The woman had always loved that old late night show. You know, the one where you’re not sure if it really happened and, if it did, what did it mean.? With all the horrible recent globe shattering calamities it was hard for her to remember a lot of things. She was quite sure it was hosted by a tall skinny man with glasses and definitely broadcast in black and white. Not that it mattered....

Added 28 Sep 2017 | Category Straight Sex | Votes 40 | Avg Score 5 | Views 4,033 | 34 Comments

Paint Her Lips

Paint her lips with love Soft, warm, cold, chapped Kiss them softly, bite down hard Choose which pair Take proper time with each Palest of pinks Darkest of browns Thin, stick straight Plump, pouty or full Wet, tongue swept Or sweetest oil from within Trace of finger there Lap a tongue into folds Secrets contained, search Find her in each pair Magic shapes, texture rich Make a choice or two...

Added 27 Mar 2016 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 31 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,902 | 28 Comments

Recommended Read We Always Go On

You used to worship and love all parts of me, do you still? Easy to do when things were tight firm and new Staring in my mirror I see So many scars, flaws, surely you do too? Approaching from behind a kiss placed at the base of my neck Shh, stop, now's not the time I feel your lips travel and taste their way down to a scar on my arm Lingering, I try to pull away from you Hands turn me to...

Added 24 Apr 2017 | Category Love Poems | Votes 27 | Avg Score 5 | Views 970 | 28 Comments

Recommended Read Cocktail Umbrellas and Other Things

Arriving home after a long shift, I almost don't notice a slightly bulky envelope among my mail. I glance at the return address and smile. Brushing aside my bills, I slit open the envelope. Out falls a single paper cocktail umbrella. I pick it up and twirl it around in my fingers. The sight of it brings a rush of memories. I tuck it behind my ear, sit down in my favorite chair, and let my...

Added 20 Feb 2017 | Category Oral Sex | Votes 28 | Avg Score 5 | Views 3,847 | 30 Comments

Twin Extra Long

Heather and I became college roommates by chance, neither of us knowing anyone else attending the same school. The first time I saw her I had just started moving my things into our shared dorm room. She was struggling to make her bed and get the fitted sheet to stay in place. Her long wavy dark hair flowed down her back. Tendrils stuck to her sweaty high cheek bones. I smiled realizing...

Added 09 Feb 2015 | Category College Sex | Votes 44 | Avg Score 5 | Views 35,361 | 37 Comments

Recommended Read Twin Extra Long Part 6

I wake up some time in the morning. I'm alone in my bed. I look across the room and see Mark and Heather asleep under the covers on her bed. I decide I need a little time away from them to get my thoughts together. I grab my things and go take a brief shower. I pull on a pair of tight blue jeans, a thin white t-shirt and my favorite black leather boots. Because it's getting a bit cool out...

Added 01 Jun 2015 | Category College Sex | Votes 22 | Avg Score 5 | Views 18,760 | 14 Comments

Audio Story Filthy

I need filthy today, giving my brain the rest it needs Just focus on my body and perform all those dirty deeds Grab me by the hair, let your mouth crush my lips Reach your hand down and pull at my blouse as it rips Your hands roughly grab at my tits, my bra at home A hand shoved up under skirt, feel free to roam You push two fingers rudely inside of my wet and puffy lips Feeling them...

Added 03 Nov 2015 | Category Erotic Poems | Votes 47 | Avg Score 4.98 | Views 23,336 | 44 Comments

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