Finding Me ( fiction ) Part 6
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Posted:Jul 23, 2007 9:51 pm
Last Updated:Mar 29, 2008 12:12 am
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Three days prior to her scheduled arrival, I strapped a canoe to my truck, transported it to the trail-head, and then placed it on a special two wheeled dolly for the long trek into the forest. It was an exhausting, four miles pushing the canoe up seemingly endless hills to the lake at the terminus of the trail. I left the canoe just off of the path, under the boughs of a grove of balsam fir trees that were growing near the shoreline, Then, I retraced my steps back to the truck with renewed vigor from accomplishing this portion of my plan. It required spending nearly an entire day to complete these preparations, but I believed that She was so much more than worth the effort I had expended.
With both of our arousal levels beginning to approach the point of imminent shredding of clothing, I quite reluctantly released my hold upon her and slightly stepped backward. This was not where I wanted our first sexual experience to occur. I had envisioned the location numerous times while at home alone in my bed. That is why I had cached the canoe so deep into the forest ....... to take her across the lake to the small island where few people had ever explored. It was a place where we could express our sexuality in any form that naturally took hold of us. There, we could release any inhibitions and revert to a more primitive, or even animal- like state. Whatever transpired would become ingrained in our memories, unheard by and unknown to anyone else upon Earth.
I reached out to her; grasped her hand in mine. Our fingers interlocked as I began to lead her along the trail into the wild.
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Voice : How Important ?
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Posted:Jul 17, 2007 6:29 pm
Last Updated:Jul 22, 2019 8:21 pm
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One topic which I have never encountered being discussed in the blogs is the matter of a potential lover's voice. How much importance ( if any ) do you place upon the sound of your lover's voice ? Is it something that could potentially cause you to seek another candidate ? Is it possible that a pleasing voice could actually be a what attracts you most ? Do you not really care one way or the other ? How excited do you become when hearing their voice for the first time when that phone rings ?
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I'm Back ! I Hope This Site Is !
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Posted:Jul 17, 2007 6:15 pm
Last Updated:Jul 22, 2019 8:24 pm
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Well my friends, I have been away from here for a couple of weeks to attend my 's wedding and to be involved in other family functions. While I have been absent, apparently this site has experienced all manner of malfunctions and glitches. A dear friend of mine has been unable to access the site, and has had no help from customer service. When I returned home the other day, I was able to see only portions of the site such as the home page, but even that did not completely load. Hopefully, they have corrected most of the problems by now. I'm sorry for not having visited all your blogs lately. Please understand that I have been rather busy this Summer, and that I have not forgotten about any of you.
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Finding Me ( fiction ) Part 5
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Posted:Jun 28, 2007 10:16 pm
Last Updated:Jul 24, 2007 8:34 pm
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With some difficulty due to the sensations I was experiencing from her close presence, I started the engine and drove out of the parking lot. Leaving the airport behind, we were soon driving into the forest and lake country that I so dearly love. The road curved around many small lakes and climbed several densely forested hills. After driving for nearly thirty minutes, I turned off of the highway and pulled the truck into a clearing at the edge of the woods. This was the starting point of a trail that meandered for approximately four miles into the evergreen forest, and terminated at a beautiful, completely unspoiled lake. Out in the middle of the lake, there was a small island perhaps roughly the area of a football field ...... the destination for our hike.
I was quite eager to show her the beauty of this remote region, however, my legs felt somewhat weak when I stepped down from the truck. Embarking upon this rather strenuous hike with rubbery legs, simply would not be possible. Taking in a few deep breaths of the pine and balsam scented air, I steadied myself against the the bed of the truck, then withdrew my backpack which I quickly strapped on. My lady alighted from the truck and walked around to the side where I stood. She firmly grasped the shoulder straps of my backpack, with her fingernails slightly digging into the flesh of my chest and grazing my nipples through the fabric of my shirt. Simultaneously, she raised upon her toes and pressed her lips against mine, first with only light pressure, but rapidly increasing to the point where I could no longer distinguish between the sensory responses I was experiencing, and those that she was feeling. I reached down and around behind her, cupping her ass in my hands, I drew her tightly against my throbbing cock. All of the tension that had been building since her arrival nearly overwhelmed me. I wanted so desperately to take her immediately at that moment without moving another step. But then, I recalled all of the effort and preparations I had made to take her to the little secluded island.
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Finding Me ( fiction ) Part 4
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Posted:Jun 20, 2007 10:13 pm
Last Updated:Jun 23, 2007 8:18 pm
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When she emerged from the restroom, she had changed into hiking shorts, a sky blue stretch nylon top, and low cut trail shoes. To merely say that I was pleased by her appearance, would be a major understatement ! Also, I was especially thankful for weather that was warm enough for her to be attired in the garments she had chosen. After enduring such a long Winter, she was a vision I had yearned to see. If she had arrived one week earlier, the cold temperature would have dictated that she wear a heavy coat ! Minnesota in the Spring : a battle waging between Winter and Summer. Fortunately, on this particular day, Summer won out.
In only a few moments we were out of the terminal and I was placing her luggage in the back of my truck. I then opened the passenger side door and assisted her entry, before going to the driver's side and climbing in. As I positioned myself behind the steering wheel, she moved closer across the bench seat towards me until her left leg was lightly brushing against my right leg. Immediately, I felt a tingling as if hundreds of tiny electric charges were bouncing off of our legs. From her smile, it was evident that she was keenly aware of this sensation as well. Oh yes ! I had found yet another thing to be grateful for in addition to the splendid, warm weather : it was the bench style seat in the old truck, which made this close contact possible.
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Finding Me ( fiction ) Part 3
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Posted:Jun 15, 2007 12:04 am
Last Updated:Jun 21, 2007 8:22 am
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The first kiss was as sweet as the hug had been arousing. The combination of my lips alternately brushing and compressing against hers, coupled with the feeling of her body molded against my own, added greatly to the swelling inside my shorts. Both of us realized we needed to break off the the kiss and embrace while in the midst of the gawking onlookers, but it was a moment neither wished to end. When I finally released her and stepped slightly away, I discovered that I would have difficulty walking the short distance to the baggage claim area, for my erection was clearly outlined through my shorts, thrusting outward at the approximate angle of a wall mounted flag pole ! Quickly attempting to disguise my condition, I reached for her carry on bag and raised it in front of me, holding it at waist level. My lady glanced down to see what I was doing, then slowly moved her head from side to side while trying to contain a huge grin and refrain from bursting out laughing at my predicament.
After several rather awkward moments waiting for my erection to subside to a more manageable degree of firmness and prominence, I was at last able to walk with her to baggage area where her luggage had already arrived. With her small bag slung over my shoulder, I simultaneously snatched both of her suitcases from the conveyor belt, then began to her towards the main entrance. Prior to reaching the exit doors, I informed her that her clothes, while elegant and sexy,would not be appropriate for the activity I had planned. No, a skirt, blouse, and high heels simply could not be worn on the hike into my favorite, remote wilderness lake. With this revelation, she raised her eyebrows slightly, took the suitcase I held in my right hand, and then made her way to the Ladies rest room. Just before reaching the door, she turned and looked back at me over her shoulder. Apparently, the intensity of my gaze upon her backside was highly palpable. She smiled faintly, then pursed her lips to form a kiss for me. I very eagerly awaited her return as she opened the door and went inside to prepare herself for our adventure.
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Very Sorry For The Delay
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Posted:Jun 13, 2007 9:00 pm
Last Updated:Jun 15, 2007 11:20 pm
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First, I wish to thank all of you lovely, dear ladies for your comments and your votes. I appreciate each of you for taking your time to visit with me and read my story. I apologize for taking so long to complete this post. I have been rather busy working on a multitude of projects lately, and it seems that physical exhaustion creates a similar effect both mentally and emotionally within me. Additionally, I type slightly slower than a snail crawls, which certainly does nothing to help me be a more prolific writer.
I greatly enjoyed reading all of your comments, and the opinions expressed in the poll were quite intriguing. With three votes ( including mine ) the wilderness hike will be the next portion of this story. I may have to write a few alternate endings because these comments stirred my imagination ------ perhaps even whipped it into a frenzy ! In the interim period, lace up your hiking boots and get prepared for an extra special adventure.
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Finding Me ( fiction ) Part 2
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Posted:Jun 5, 2007 11:01 pm
Last Updated:Jul 20, 2007 8:31 pm
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There was no time remaining to regain my poise, for suddenly she appeared, strolling elegantly through the sliding glass door. I felt my jaw involuntarily drop, and my eyes expand to near bursting as she rapidly approached where I stood. Attempting to look the part of a composed gentleman, I immediately reconfigured my countenance to a warm, friendly smile.
And finally, no measurable distance separated us. I gazed upon the face of this woman...... the same face I had studied for hour after hour represented by tiny color pixels on my computer screen, was now fully dimensional and articulated before my eyes. This was no dream, no late night fantasy : she was truly here and not an illusion as I discovered when we embraced. Oh yes ! She was definitely real ! Feeling her pressed so closely against my body, every sensory function within me began to awaken to an extent I had not previously experienced, nor imagined possible.
Holding her tightly, I felt her breasts compress into my lower chest. Her nipples were noticeably erect ....... in fact they seemed to be pulsating and boring holes into me. This seemingly ordinary hug, felt completely exhilarating. In just seconds, I began to notice a shifting inside of my shorts and a straining against the fabric of my underwear. By her slightly startled reaction, she had become aware of my erection simultaneously with me. As I lowered my head to kiss her for the first time, she flashed a knowing, teasing little smile prior to our lips meeting.
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Finding Me ( fiction ) Part 1
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Posted:Jun 4, 2007 9:50 pm
Last Updated:Jul 20, 2007 8:30 pm
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Her flight arrived on time. I watched through the observation windows as the twin engine, commuter airplane taxied off the runway and gradually came to a stop near the small terminal building. Soon, the passengers began to exit down a small stairway and make their way towards the terminal entrance. Most of the new arrivals were men, but there were perhaps six or seven women interspersed within the single file line that was quickly nearing the door. My stomach began to flutter uncontrollably ........ a completely foreign feeling for me. I could not believe that she was really here, although I knew it was true due to the text message I had just received from her when the airplane landed.
Having only seen pictures of her on my computer, I intently scanned each woman entering the terminal. The first two women were local residents, and the third was an elderly lady I did not recognize. Next, came three teenage girls, perhaps college students. By this time, the anticipation was sending all my senses into overdrive. This waiting period seemed like an eternity, even though only mere minutes had elapsed. I fully realized that I would be face to face with her for the first time, in only a matter of seconds. How would I begin to harness the extreme mixture of excitement, tension, elation, and arousal that her imminent appearance evoked within me ?
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Ladies Only : Road Trip / I'm Driving
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Posted:May 26, 2007 7:17 pm
Last Updated:Jul 22, 2019 8:26 pm
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Now that the Summer vacation season has arrived, I thought it would be fun to embark upon a fantasy road trip across the country. We will pretend that gasoline does not cost $3.32 per gallon ( Which I paid yesterday ) and we will drive Big Bertha ( A 15 passenger Dodge van ) to each ladies home or wherever else she happens to be. There will be seating for 14 ladies, but, who would you choose for me to pick up ? Where would you wish to travel, and what type of activities would you like to include ? Would there be distractions while I'm driving ? Would I need to wear ear plugs ? Who would be in charge of the music ? Would anyone be flashing passing truck drivers ? Well, actually I know the answers to some of these questions provided that certain ladies are on board ! So ladies, could you imagine such a trip with so many of your lady bloggers ? And then, there is me ......
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Crawling Into Bed
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Posted:May 22, 2007 10:40 pm
Last Updated:May 30, 2007 9:36 pm
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Every muscle exhausted and aching
Nothing unusual, very common occurrence
Wishing that just for once,
Someone would be there waiting
To massage and caress away,
All the hurt rendered today
The moment is soon gone
In turn, another hour passes
Sleep overtakes, but fatigue lingers
Dreams never provide healing hands
Morning arrives, tired and lonely
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