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Fighting

I shouldn't have to fight so hard for a place in your life.






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Stupid Girl

Why didn't you want me?

Stupid, stupid girl...

I wanted nothing but to daydream in your eyes.

Stupid, stupid girl...

I'd still risk my world for you.

Stupid, stupid girl...

I can't give you up.

Stupid, stupid girl...

~Wet4U~

Sinking

She's going down
And not on you

Sinking & gasping
And not from passion

Throw me a ring, a rope, a lifeline
I'll grab hold and save myself...

I've got it in me
I know I do.

Help me find it.
~Wet4U~

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My heart is hurting
You were so ever present
I am missing you

~Wet4U~

Or are you?

I want to touch your skin,
breathe your sent,
hear your words,
daydream in your eyes...

I need to be reminded you are real
That you aren't a figment of my imagination,
or are you?

I want to be used over and over again
Till I know it's real.
Where I'll be reminded for days to follow.

I need to hear you say my name, Call me your whore.
Praise my job well done ;)~

And for you... I'll do anything

~Wet4U~

2011

This is my year

My year of fulfillment... Over and over again, with any luck.

My time to shine and glow (in all the right places)

A year to give credit the positive forces, the rock, the steady in my life,

YOU.

Funny I should call you my steady for when I hear your voice or get lost in thoughts of you I'm instantly losing my balance...
I tumble into that sweet mix of uncertainty and desire.

Desire always wins.

I don't want another year to go by without being in your arms, without being fueled by your load, without feeling sore and well used.
It just wouldn't be right.
Its just not right that I ache for you in this way.

You are so handsome, so strong and so damned addicting.
But I'm hooked, I need my fix.

This isn't the year to give you up.
Because, like I said...

This is MY year.
~Wet4U~

Euphoria

I wish I could bottle up and save for when I really need it that feeling of euphoria I get when I hear from you. The chemical reaction in my blood, the butterflies, the rush and the smile that takes hold of my face. You are truly my best medicine....
~Wet4U~

:(

I hate this! I miss you.
~Wet4U~

Wondering

Today I wondered what a "real" day in the life with you would be like. A trip to the grocery store, changing the sheets on a bed, picking what to watch on the TV. It made me sad that I don't know what that would be like since our time to date has been stolen and short.
~Wet4U~

Like I do

Need me, want me, crave me,
dream of me, wrap me in your arms, hear my voice whisper in your ear.
Like I do you.. Then you'll understand.

~Wet4U~

Refrain

I want to send this to your email but I'm trying to refrain, you seemed upset by my messages. I only want you to know how you cross my mind and make me smile all the seconds of each day. I <3 You! someday I'll show you!
~Wet4U~

Door

I knock on the door and I hear the lock release, cracked open just enough for me to move into the room. Its dim and I try to focus. Before I can even say hello you turn me against the wall. With one hand holding me firmly from turning to face you, the other lifts my skirt...you find me bare, wet and quick to surrender. And I do, over and over again
~Wet4U~

Goodnight & Sweet Dreams

I know you know I've thought of you countless times today.
I know you know that I wish you a great day and a goodnight.
I know you know that I want to be in your arms...
But I'll say it again, over and over until I can whisper good morning in your ear and hold your hand against my breast.
Someday....when I least expect it perhaps?
~Wet4U~

Counting Sheep

"It was a sight of monotony to behold one sheep after another follow the adventurous one, each in turn placing its fore-feet on the breach in the fence, bringing up its hind legs after it, looking around for an instant from the summit, and then making the plunge into the dry ditch."

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night, my eyes try to focus in the pitch black but all I can see is your face. It eases my panic and I turn over and taste the pillow with my grin.

Awake, restless, wet and wanting you…. I try to go back to sleep by counting sheep.

Sheep #1

On my side and turned away, I swear I feel the mattress sink underneath your weight.

Sheep #2

I pull my hair away from my neck. I feel your breath in my ear and your beard run over my bare shoulder.

Sheep #3

Your hand rests on my up-turned hip as you slide closer behind me

Sheep #4

Your chest pressed to my back. I time my breathing with yours….and start to fade

Sheep #5

I say a silent prayer to keep you safe and send out a wish that I’ll be in your arms soon




“If I had chances I would spend them with you
to hold you close and let your love surround me” ~YES

Vulnerable

vulnerable
1. capable of being physically or emotionally wounded or hurt
2. open to temptation, persuasion, censure

That about sums it up.

I hate that I am so vulnerable to you
I love that I am so vulnerable to you

I let you see that tiny fissure in my heart nearly ten years ago.
You've split it like an axe through dry Oak.
leaving me exposed,
my rings laid out in front of you.
And now here I lie...
waiting to be burned.

I hate that my body only reacts to thoughts of you,
that you are it's keeper,
my puppeteer,
making me beg,
making me dance...
and when you lay the stings down I collapse in a heap.

I love when you play with me,
control me
and leave me wanting.

I hate that you are my last thought of the day
and the first before I even open my eyes
Have I even crossed your mind?

I love meeting you in my dreams
playing all night
and waking up wet

I hate that you know all you'd have to do is say "GO"
and I'd walk away from everything I know
just to have my chance with you.

But I love thinking that someday maybe I will.

is today the day?

Spring had arrived! Well, almost...
But it was just warm enough to lay under the noon sun and warm my winter skin.
Bikini bottom and tank top and my face resting in my folded beach towel.

I felt you take your place next to me and I wanted to raise my head to admire you but I was sun-drunk and lifting my head was too much of an effort

but my thoughts kept turning to you and I felt my wetness gush between my legs. I started to get restless and pulled my tank top over my head while taking in the image of you.

Your arm laying over your eyes to block the sun. You laid naked and tanned. I watched you breathe, your chest rise and fall.

You seemed to be on the cusp of sleep so I decided to let you be and laid my head down again while squirming a bit. I figured I would have my way with you later, so I drifted.

I felt your hand on my back and your beard run over my shoulder. I was tempted to reach for my wet slit but your hand held me firm and I knew better than to move.

You pulled the string on my hip and the bow fell open, undoing one side of my bikini, then the other. I raised my hips as you slid it out from under me and set it aside.

I let my legs part a bit so you could see my honey coating my inner thighs. I ached to turn on my back so you could take my tits in your mouth but you had me where you wanted me. Wet, vulnerable and spinning.

You moved behind me and directed me to my knees. I did so without hesitation.

You, teasing my wet cunt with the head of your thick cock.
Me, half tempted to rock back and take you all in.... but I knew you'd fill me in due time.

It felt like hours as you gave me a bit of you...increasing your depth but withdrawing between each stroke. Again, I reached for my clit but you grabbed my wrist, then the other and held them in one hand behind my back.

My face buried in my towel and my knees were all that held my position. You slid your cock in me while pulling back on my wrists and I have never been filled so well. You slammed me hard and deep, the towel muffling my moans.

My honey gushed with each stroke and I was close to falling over the edge....You must have known I was close. You stopped and pulled out of my cunt and let my wrists go.

I started to move so I could take you in my mouth and taste my juice on you...but you held my hips firm. I felt your hard wet cock as you ran it up and down my slit pausing and pressing on my clit, then trailing over my bare wet lips, down one side, then up the other.

Then, stopped at my ass, you pressed into me. Not entering but you had my attention. My pussy, an aching void, my only distraction.

You leaned in a bit harder and I held a deep breath. Part of me scared you'd ram my ass ....part of me afraid you wouldn't.

You teased my slit again, down my lips, then back to my ass...

You asked me..."is today the day?"

I bit my lip to keep quiet, afraid of my own answer....

Be my Naughty Valentine....

Candy?
Your load on my tongue is like the best truffle...melting and coating my throat.

Flowers?
I've got your flower, spread and glistening with dew

Jewelry?
Does Tiffany & Co make nipple clamps?

Lingerie?
Waste of time..I want to be skin to skin for our stolen time.

Now, will you be my naughty Valentine?

My wish list:

Bruises on my hips

Bite marks on my shoulder

Raw tongue

Slap marks on my ass

Tender tits

Well used cunt

And you to blame.....

All about you...

I'm wet just watching you slide the key card in the hotel door while I contemplate what's to come.
I try to be patient while dropping my stuff in a pile on the floor but your needs are my focus at the moment.

My hands are shaking, part nerves, part desire...but I scurry up behind you and take your tired shoulders in my hands. I love how you relax into my touch.

That's it handsome, its all about you tonight.

You, on the edge of this bed with the crisp white sheets that will soon carry our sent,

Me, familiarizing myself to your body again.

While pulling your shirt over your head. I'm reminded of how soft your skin is. I breathe you in, your intoxicating and I'm a lightweight, so I start to spin.

I scan your back for your scar, the small round flaw high on your spine, something for me to focus on to steady my thoughts.

I'm brought back for the moment and am suddenly aware of the echo in this room...soon to amplify our sounds, intruding into the room next door just enough that the lonely salesman will reach for his cock.

I move around to face you and take my place on my knees.
Anxious to torture you with my tongue.

So I begin, slow and deep. Just as you like...

With a throatfull of your cock I can't help but feel the emptiness between my legs but just as I reach for my bare wet slit you feed me your load.

I choke it down.... Greedy whore that I am.

Driving to work:
Hey there south bound trucker. I see you looking back at me in your mirror. I noticed your Texas plates on your trailer and it reminded me of someone. Want to pull off there at that rest area so I can see how you measure up? Trust me, you'll never know it's not you I'm thinking about when I have you in my mouth.

Getting my coffee:
Hi there, you at the corner stool looking out at the street. Your barbed wire tattoo peaking out from your shirt sleeve reminds me of someone. When I walk by you can you smell my wet and aching pussy? It's not really for you...but you'd never know it sliding in.

Gas Station:
Fill ME up, please! Err, I mean fill-er up, a Freudian slip perhaps? See, there is someone else on my mind. Want to check under my hood? Cause I've been running hot as you can see from the puddle in my seat. You could probably patch me up Sir so I could hobble home but I need an overhaul soon and he's the only one qualified

Car Wash:
Hey Cowboy, I see you have a headache rack on that pick-up truck of yours. I know someone who had a truck like that. Maybe I will climb in there beside you while you coast through. Let those brushes wash the dirt away but they can't touch me. Sorry, No..you can't touch me either..but I will let you watch. Watch me cum for "Him"

The Harley at the red light:
I can feel the vibration from the seat of my car. Go ahead. Follow me. Take me where you want. Are you gonna spank my ass and bite my shoulder while you fuck me from behind? Don't let my sounds deceive you, they really aren't for you. See, the sound of a Harley makes me want "Him".

The woman at the plan room:
You there, with the long blond ponytail. Have you ever been with a woman? Don't worry, I love the taste of pussy. Don't be shy. My tongue will figure out all your right spots. And after I make you cum you will return the favor. But when I close my eyes...it wont be your long hair I am thinking of.

Phone call at work:
Good afternoon Sir, Is that a Southern drawl I detect? Such a sexy voice. No, sorry the boss is not in, no one is here but me and I'm no help when I'm all worked up. Not sure what your selling but would you mind taking a moment to tell me how you'd fuck me? I'll handle things from my end of the line...feel free to stroke your cock too. Just lose my number when we're done. You aren't the voice I crave. Its "His"

Driving home:
Alone with my thoughts..how do I want you to fuck me? Well today I want it hard. I need to be taken. Take what you want and take it roughly. Use me darlin'. Nipples pinched, ass slapped. I'll squirm underneath you but be man enough to hold me down. Make me beg for your cock. Make me cry out. Make it hurt. Hard. That is how I need you to fuck me I've decided.

In bed:
Hoping he won't reach for me tonight. It just wouldn't do.The cold toothpaste kisses and clueless touch will only dry me up and I want to be wet for you. I hate when he washes his hands right after being three fingers deep. So selfesh, won't even let me taste. You'd never be so greedy....that's why I'm always wet 4 Texas

and you forgot

woke up this morning tangled in my sheets,
hand resting between my legs
my honey on my thighs

before I opened my eyes
you were on my mind
must have dreamt about you

I untangled myself, ran my shower
still half asleep,
The water washed over me
I was thinking of you again

Tits tightening from my pinch
wishing it was your mouth
fingers drilling my wet pussy
wanting your cock....


I came, thinking of you


and you forgot about me today :(

contact

I'm so afraid I will lose touch with you before I lose myself from your touch.

12/8/09

Today I created a place to write to you.
A place where I can use all those dirty little fuck words.
Where when you visit and read my thoughts you will know how wet I am for you.