tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-592 2008-10-28T11:51:13-07:00 A fubar user blog. Yassina http://fubar.com/yassina noreply@fubar.com fubar tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-592.905975 2008-10-28T11:51:13-07:00 2008-10-28T11:51:13-07:00 I think about your gentle ways but i am scared to let you lead the way. You seem 2 good to be true and thats what lifes experences have tought me to believe is true. I want to believe you are all that I will ever wanT & need you are the completion of my soul, my kindred guied. your essence makes me smile. so why is it that I cant stop and enjoy all your beauty? I am determind to see your wrath. mayube then I will feel i have some controll. and that at last I can survive you . why are all these feeling running around in my head ? it's not like i have even felt the simplest pleasure from a swipe of youir hand. your lips are still a phatom touch.. yet i crave them like the sweetest wine. when finally for once they intertwine and your taste is no longer a infigment of my mind. come to me lover of mine ; come now and come fast before i change my mind. Yassina http://fubar.com/yassina noreply@fubar.com tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-592.905961 2008-10-27T21:32:33-07:00 2008-10-27T21:32:33-07:00 If He is love then my heart must be what he seeks ! But will he keep it safe from harm or does it he seek to destroy ? Hold up mr lover i warn to you , my heart you can not have for you intention to me do not seem true. I have danced this romance time and time agian , but only to come out with less of what i once had. do not reach for me cause my arms can not extend to your side. for those to have been burned by another guy ! do not judge me by my insecurites rather prove me wrong,because truth be told im looking forward to the fall. and you heart is the net I choose to keep me safe. Is this the fairytale that i will share with my generation ahead or is this another scare bound to keep me closed in. written by yassina M Norrellas Yassina http://fubar.com/yassina noreply@fubar.com tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-592.1618 2006-09-14T04:51:34-07:00 2006-09-14T04:51:34-07:00 John has had another long day at work. As he is getting ready to call it a day, Sheila tiptoes to his desk and tells him of a surprise she's got planned. John never knows what to expect from her, but he's never disappointed. "I was dropped off so we could ride together, may I please drive? I have someplace special I want us to go." Getting in on the driver's side, she reaches into her handbag and tosses John a blindfold, "Please put this on, just until we get there, so you're really surprised." He's not thrilled but when Sheila gives him a "pretty please" look, he complies. Once John is blindfolded, Sheila begins to caress him between the legs as she drives. After about a 15-minute drive, John hears the tick of a turn signal and feels the bump of the car turning into a parking lot. As he hears the click of the ignition being turned off, Sheila gives her approval to remove the blindfold. John sees the familiar sign of one of the strip clubs he's been to with his buddies. Sheila flashes him a smile and says, "Here we are, let's go in." John's confusion grows as they get to the door with a sign posted that says "Closed for Private Party". Grinning shyly, Sheila explains, "We're the private party, would you please lead the way?" They walk into a dimly lit, empty club and have their choice of seats. Heading to the front row and choosing comfortable seats, Sheila leans over and tells John, "I've always wondered what happened in these sorts of places, so I thought it would be fun to come together." They order drinks and the music begins. On the stage parades three beautiful women - a short athletic blonde with the body of a gymnast, a lithe leggy brunette, and a sexy curvy redhead. Each woman is striking and has her own brand of sexiness. They begin to dance and strip. Since this is a private show, they are not hustling tips. They are just performing. They caress each other and the female affection between the dancers is so alluring. They are touching each other seductively and suggestively. Abruptly, Sheila bolts up and excuses herself to the restroom. John is a bit nervous that she is offended but he is so aroused, he keeps reminding himself that this was her idea as he thinks, "I'll make it up to her later. I'm not going to waste a minute of this private party." The three girls' dance ends and Sheila still hasn't returned to the table. The girls come over to the table and are fawning and fussing over John and each other. It is nagging him more that she still hasn't returned, as John thinks maybe he should go look for Sheila and see if everything is okay. He begins to stand and the girls gently push him back down into his seat. He protests half-heartedly. The music begins and John speculates what could possibly follow the three goddesses who are draped all around him. The curtain parts and the stage is darkened. All he can see is a silhouette of one dancer, her back to audience. She has a tempting curved shape and it looks like her outfit is some sort of cheerleader outfit. The lights come on and she turns around. John's mouth opens in amazement as his eyes travel up the muscled legs with the white stockings and garters, to the pleated skirt and the cheerleading sweater with a big J on the front, to see none other than Sheila's face smiling at him. Entranced with the seductive magic of everything, John barely notices that one of the girls has gone to the back of the room and zoomed a video camera onto his face and then back to Sheila. The music has an extended introduction, so Sheila leans down and beckons John to the edge of the stage, murmuring in his ear, "Close your mouth and stop smiling so much!" The show begins. As she walks towards the pole, he's gotten a glimpse under the skirt to see white panties hugging her hips. The beat starts thumping and Sheila grinds her hips seductively in time as she struts to the front of the stage. She lifts up her skirt and unfastens the garters one at a time, slowly rolling each stocking down the length of her leg. Since she's at the edge of the stage, John gets a constant peek between her legs at the tight white panties. He nearly smells her arousal and is sure he sees a slightly wet spot when he looks between her thighs to the sweet spot between her legs. This is as exciting for her as it is for him. When her stockings are at her ankles, Sheila sits, dangling her legs over the stage and nods for John to remove her shoes. She finishes removing her stockings. It is then John sees her perfectly pedicured toes. Flexing her calf, Sheila gently pushes John back to his seat with her arched foot and then stands back up, to finish the show. Remembering that she is in cheerleading attire, Sheila cartwheels towards the back of the stage and then slowly removes her sweater, her back to John. He wonders what is underneath the sweater, as Sheila grabs a pair of pom-poms, and holds them in front of her chest while she turns back around with her own cheer for John. John then sees a white halter-top that ties behind her neck and comes halfway down her ribs, but Sheila's rippled stomach and tiny waist are bare. Rolling her hips a few times, the pleated skirt sways as she flexes her legs and does a few kicks. Prancing to the front of the stage, she slowly removes the skirt, revealing the tight white panties that hug each curve of her firm and rounded backside, showing just a hint of the tightly curled hair in the front. Through the white halter-top, John sees her hard perky nipples protruding against the fabric. As Sheila struts back towards the pole with a few seductive moves, she can only imagine how aroused he must be. This gives her more enthusiasm, as she begins thrusting against the pole. Sheila reaches behind her neck to untie the top and unhook the back, letting it fall to the ground. Slowly pulling her white panties down her thighs, she exposes her nearly bare bottom inch by inch, as she has a flimsy white g-string on underneath the panties. Pulling the panties off completely, Sheila slowly turns back around holding the panties in her teeth. Smiling and winking at John the entire time, she lies down on her stomach and slithers over to the edge of the stage. Facing John, as he is on the edge of his seat, she nods her head at him. He knows she is waiting for him to take the panties from her mouth. As John leans in, he smells the arousal from the panties. Their eyes meet as Sheila drops the panties from her mouth to the floor and they kiss her deeply. When they part, Sheila rolls over. Sitting so that her legs dangle the edge of the stage, her barely covered pussy is at John's eye level. With a little hop, Sheila jumps off the stage and straddles John's lap to give him a personal lap dance. As she grinds herself onto him, his erection bulges through his pants and Sheila too is leaving some of her juice on him as they've begun to really kiss and fondle each other. Oblivious to anything other than each other, they forget they are capturing this moment on video. The one girl is still running the video camera, but the other two are massaging John and Sheila's shoulders while they continue to kiss. The sensory overload is at a fever pitch and everyone in the room is turned on. The girls who are massaging John and Sheila find themselves stimulated and begin to fondle each other intimately. They will be able to relive this moment on video again and again as the voyeuristic camerawoman is recording it all. John takes one of Sheila's breasts in her mouth and as if on cue, the other girls do the same. They follow each of Sheila and John's actions, almost like an echo. His hand drops possessively between her legs and grabs her pussy with ownership. Sure enough, the girls do that to each other. Tugging at John's zipper, Sheila wants him inside her. As he arches up to pull his pants down, John's hard cock springs up as Sheila shifts her g-string slightly. The camera zooms in as she spreads her legs apart and practically shoves herself onto him. The girls in the background have begun to finger each other and then Sheila begins to ride him viciously. How erotic this is, the girls are pacing themselves by their actions. John and Sheila are exploring every personal voyeur fantasy they've ever had. The pace quickens for everyone as she rides him harder while they ravage each other. It is an explosive orgy as everyone climbs closer to the orgasmic peak. The camera zooms from face to face, first Sheila, as her head tosses back in ecstasy, and then John's as he contorts with his orgasm. Lastly, the women pant and pleasure each other. Sheila screams "Oh John" as she begins to quiver with the most explosive orgasm she's ever had. John practically shot her off his lap his orgasm was so explosive. Sheila is soaking wet with both her dripping pussy and John's love juices. Wiping her intimate area, she licks the mingled juices of their love from her palm. John licks each of her fingers as he reaches with his other hand and tenderly strokes between her legs. As they slowly come back down, once again Sheila and John are alone in the club. Their personal muses have disappeared and left only the video camera and tape on the bar. Sheila snuggles into John's ear, purring, "I love you and I loved dancing for you." John simply shakes his head in awe, "Let's go home, you sexy thing." "I'll be right back." As Sheila gathers up the rest of her things, John lets out a sigh. This place will never again look quite the same next time he's here with his buddies Yassina http://fubar.com/yassina noreply@fubar.com tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-592.1581 2006-09-14T04:24:39-07:00 2006-09-14T04:24:39-07:00 He speaks to her in the aftermath, 'find inner healing' he says and as she nods, she's reminded of when he tasted her nipples, looked up and told her they were beautiful. Today, he says he has found peace with God redeemed from past misdeeds, although the past was only a breath's moment passed. He claims new redemption and she kneels, lost in shameful conviction; rejection fills her, pierces and bleeds. Yassina http://fubar.com/yassina noreply@fubar.com tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-592.1446 2006-09-14T03:26:23-07:00 2006-09-14T03:26:23-07:00 Powerful hands pulling My hair into a tight rope He tenderly tugs my head As he possesses my face and neck With his warm mouth and tongue. I feel a heavy burning pressure on my thigh And press my chest into his eager hands… He worships my breasts like a prized possession. Patience… I want him now… Patience. I open my lips into the urgency of his mouth, Engulfed in insane flames of desire… Patience. He lifts my hips and desperately kneads my belly, Devouring my soft petals with his sensuous lips… I want him… Now. He enters me like he has come home to die And softly sighs into my ear… I welcome him home… he is my King Tears of joy stream down my cheeks And moisten his smooth neck and back… I am home… I listen for the heartbeats of our love as Time. Stops. His eyes are teasing me to Taste him to please him to love him With each thrust He whispers he loves me… With each thrust I whisper I love him… He pauses… I smile… He cups my face into his man-hands And smothers my mouth with heavy kisses Of impending resolution. I am home I am home I am home I feel his love inside me Swelling with desire… ….he releases his essence… His gift. He whimpers and groans I shiver and join in his release Wave after wave after wave after blissful wave He is my King and I am his Queen. I love him. We lie in bed entangled in sweat and tears, Heartbeats calming….waves subsiding… He kisses my forehead He kisses my eyelids He tastes my lips… His eyes are beyond the Heavens I am drowning in infinite enchantment I love him I love him I love him He smiles… I smile… We sleep… “King and Queen” Enthroned in love. Yassina http://fubar.com/yassina noreply@fubar.com tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-592.1123 2006-09-14T02:26:43-07:00 2006-09-14T02:26:43-07:00 .........................................FOREPLAY..................................................... F~ finger's touching seceret places. O~Orgasm's coming smiling faces R~ rear entry is always best E~ exotic pleasures as loverss carress P~ passion fills the steamy room L~ lustful thoughts begin 2 bloom A~ animal urges as our legs entwine Y~ your lips, your body close to mine. Yassina http://fubar.com/yassina noreply@fubar.com tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-592.1080 2006-09-14T02:19:26-07:00 2006-09-14T02:19:26-07:00 see u standin by my window, Watchin me take off my clothes, Slowly change into my nightgown, Is this what u lookin for, Someone who can turn u on, Make u scream and beg for more, I'm feelin sexy all over baby, So come and give it to me daddy, I look into your eyes, And all i see, is this wonderful guy, U won't regret a minute, But let me say u're what i'm lookin for, U're the toffee that taste's so sweet, Not too hard, but just right for me, I know u want me daddy, So come next to me and do what u want, U got all night to love me, So watch me touch my body, I'm feelin hot and naughty, But sexy is my name, And i'm not ashamed to play alone, Would u prefer, To watch me slowly touch myself, Back and forth, u take my hands, And tie them slowly in the back of my bed, Hard or rough, any way u please, Only slow though, I'm bendin back my knees, So come explore my world, And let this girl do all the pleasin for ya. Yassina http://fubar.com/yassina noreply@fubar.com tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-592.1061 2006-09-14T02:15:49-07:00 2006-09-14T02:15:49-07:00 Write to me, he whispered in my ear. Tell me all the things that you know I want to hear. Tell me how you dream of us and how I hold you tight. Tell me how I i seduce you all through the night. Let me know how much you burn with desire. Let me feel what you feel, and share in your fire. Say you want my kisses and my gentle touch. Say you love my hands on you, and want me very much. Show me on The screen just what I mean to you. Show me all the things that you want me to do. Write me a letter, he whispered in my ear. Then I will write and tell you what you want to hear. Yassina http://fubar.com/yassina noreply@fubar.com tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-592.1047 2006-09-14T02:12:51-07:00 2006-09-14T02:12:51-07:00 My breath exhales cross your highway of skin raising my desires as if your presence was sin. My tongue flicks like it was a flaming fire responding to the lust you, dripping with desire. My body aches to taste your manlyhood at the door a ride upon your worrior as if there was no more. Sweat pours from my skin as anticipation raises my body heat Drooling relentlessly as I stare at you, my treat. My mouth engages as my tongue gets a taste while my brain shudders at the joy on your face. my hand wrapped around the base. Oh, my dear, you do it whenever I am near You bring out passion's flame hot and very clear. My breath exhales cross your highway of skin as my lust is ignited thru to the very end Yassina http://fubar.com/yassina noreply@fubar.com tag:fubar.com,2010:BlogAtom-592.1044 2006-09-14T02:12:07-07:00 2006-09-14T02:12:07-07:00 morning instinctive lust awaits you to awaken my liquid need-- my morning hunger anticipates the exploration of your hands, fingers... my frenetic flesh aches for the education of your tongue, your hardness entering me, warm, wet as I yield to your muscle-- let me feed your sex in the banquet of this new morning thrust into me and take me hard, deep my hands grasping linen sheets while moans stir the air and, after the climax comes, let me rise from our bed to begin the day leaving for work with the scent of our sex enveloping me and the stickiness of you to remind me of our morning instincts Yassina http://fubar.com/yassina noreply@fubar.com