Was it the Blood?

Is it because I laid there and let you touch me? Or is it because I had finally reached woman hood, I finally got my gift. The gift of blood that proved to you and the world that I was ready. Ready for you to take my clothes off and feel my breast, my ass and my young 12 year old pussy. You thought I was ready and I thought I was dead. Lifeless and unable to recline from that folded position. As you placed your nasty ass dick on my back, tears fell from my face on to that cold and elevated floor. You got Hard off of me little ole me, you came off and on me. Why must I live up to what mother wants, Love a man, kiss a man, Fuck a man. FUCK a man what can a man do for me but lay me on my back, and take my lifeless soul to replace his high mighty ass dignity. Fuck That Blood cause that blood made my blood take my serenity!

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Thursday, March 25, 2010

Masterbation of Thoughts

As I lay on my back I slowly think about the past as I ease my hand on my future. I relax my hand there to feel safe, intoxicated, and then rejuvenated. My hand begins to move in circles of life, pulling me closer to myself. Connecting me to what I had lost for years, my peace, my sanity and my pussy. It feels good to take over my body, stroking my outer feelings to become wet with inside satisfaction. I am to scared to open myself up, so I leave that hole closed. I rub around it because that hole brings back force, and control. So I massage it to relax it and whisper within myself, its ok your safe in the hands of yourself. I quickly bring my hands up to my pearl to remember that is pure and cleansed. I go arount the clit to produce what no one else could, so I thought. So he wont touch it again I want you to protect it. So I turn my hands over to you, I place what was once his in her moist, soft and pretty hands. She will forever take care of you now. She will provide you with the nourishment and care you need. She will finish what he started and make me cum harder than my tears after a molestation of thoughts. I know longer need to masterbate my thoughts because she has made my thoughts a flow of uncontrollable gratification.