Moochienanu
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Are you doubting my ability to ramble?
My thread still has a little less than a month before it will be one year old. When did you start this one again?
*mic drop*
Desultory and Impulsive
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Are you doubting my ability to ramble?
My thread still has a little less than a month before it will be one year old. When did you start this one again?
*mic drop*
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Damn.
And you have more engagement.
Sure as fuck didn't think that idea of mine all the way through.
Wife of Bath
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Lolllllllllllll
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You all laugh
But I got a shit-ton of content from my previous ampic thread and I'm not above finishing this off with some kind of retrospective look back at my previous work
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She fumbled at the plastic ribbon until her fingers finally got hold of the little tab
From there she pulled
And watched as it cut through the wrapping of the cigarettes
There was always this something about the quiet cutting as the ribbon made it's way around the box. The sensation was like that of skiing upon the glass suface of some lake she grew to love inside her mind.
From there she pulled
And watched as it cut through the wrapping of the cigarettes
There was always this something about the quiet cutting as the ribbon made it's way around the box. The sensation was like that of skiing upon the glass suface of some lake she grew to love inside her mind.
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She took a cigarette out.
Long and slender.
The delicate paper
Wrapped around the unspent dry tobacco
Firm
But yet so fragile.
The memory as a child
Finding the cigarettes
Pulling one or two out
And crumbling them in her hand
The fragrance of tobacco being upward while the dried cut chaff fell to the ground
The back of her head being cuffed
Long and slender.
The delicate paper
Wrapped around the unspent dry tobacco
Firm
But yet so fragile.
The memory as a child
Finding the cigarettes
Pulling one or two out
And crumbling them in her hand
The fragrance of tobacco being upward while the dried cut chaff fell to the ground
The back of her head being cuffed
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She looked out the window again
The cigarette between her middle and index finger
She fumbled with the lighter
Igniting it
Then taking her finger off the little lever
Letting it go out
Igniting it
Letting it go out
She brought the cigarette to her lips
...and lit the end.
The cigarette between her middle and index finger
She fumbled with the lighter
Igniting it
Then taking her finger off the little lever
Letting it go out
Igniting it
Letting it go out
She brought the cigarette to her lips
...and lit the end.
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She pulled the cigarette away.
Ash falling onto her lap like snowflakes clumped together.
Landing
And scattering.
With her lips
Gently pursed together
She rolled the smoke around in her mouth
Tasting it
Feeling how it clung to her teeth
And tongue
She closed her eyes
And for a brief moment
She pretended it was all semen
Of the many rampant fantasies she's had in her life being made to be an oral cum receptacle was one of them.
In her mind
Where such things happened perfectly
She would be bound and blindfolded
Naked kneeling
With her head pulled back
By her hair tied to the end of an ass hook
Positioned firmly into her body
Slack-jawed
Mouth open
One by one an unknown man would come into the room and masturbate into her mouth
Some of the men in business suits
Some black thug ghetto types
Fat gross guys
Sloppy and eager post highschool young guys...
Semen
Ejaculate
All from men who she didn't know
...but some that would know her and see her in the grocery store. Or walking home from work. Or at a business gathering of friends and family where there would be whispers... she's that woman that... which would never come back to her. But would be out there.
She parted her lips and let the smoke blow out of her mouth.
Each year she gets older than when she first started this little thing that she did.
And each year she's just a little more tempted to pull the smoke all the way into her lungs
Just to feel what he felt every time he did
She looked down at the cigarette
Between her fingers
Then again out the rain streaked window of her apartment
Then again at the cigarette
She contemplated another puff. But that wasn't part of the agreement.
Crossing her ankle up over her knee
She quietly said "happy birthday"
And snuffed the cigarette out on the inside of her thigh.
Ash falling onto her lap like snowflakes clumped together.
Landing
And scattering.
With her lips
Gently pursed together
She rolled the smoke around in her mouth
Tasting it
Feeling how it clung to her teeth
And tongue
She closed her eyes
And for a brief moment
She pretended it was all semen
Of the many rampant fantasies she's had in her life being made to be an oral cum receptacle was one of them.
In her mind
Where such things happened perfectly
She would be bound and blindfolded
Naked kneeling
With her head pulled back
By her hair tied to the end of an ass hook
Positioned firmly into her body
Slack-jawed
Mouth open
One by one an unknown man would come into the room and masturbate into her mouth
Some of the men in business suits
Some black thug ghetto types
Fat gross guys
Sloppy and eager post highschool young guys...
Semen
Ejaculate
All from men who she didn't know
...but some that would know her and see her in the grocery store. Or walking home from work. Or at a business gathering of friends and family where there would be whispers... she's that woman that... which would never come back to her. But would be out there.
She parted her lips and let the smoke blow out of her mouth.
Each year she gets older than when she first started this little thing that she did.
And each year she's just a little more tempted to pull the smoke all the way into her lungs
Just to feel what he felt every time he did
She looked down at the cigarette
Between her fingers
Then again out the rain streaked window of her apartment
Then again at the cigarette
She contemplated another puff. But that wasn't part of the agreement.
Crossing her ankle up over her knee
She quietly said "happy birthday"
And snuffed the cigarette out on the inside of her thigh.
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Pooch smooch!!!
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Mustang Sally
Wanna go for a ride?
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Awwww.
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We went for a car ride today.
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Did you stop at Starbucks for a puppuccino? You did, didn't you...
No Starbucks in my immediate area
But we have been known to hit the Dairy Queen from time to time to get a pup cup
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Aww..thanks Mr Mr.
Did you stop at Starbucks for a puppuccino? You did, didn't you...
Waiiiit...puppaccinno, pup cup....Sorry, I just had to butt in and say these words are the cutest.No Starbucks in my immediate area
But we have been known to hit the Dairy Queen from time to time to get a pup cup
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I didn't even know pup cups were a thing! Then one day me and my co-pilot went through the DQ drive through and when I pulled up to get my order the cashier was all like "awe... Would he like a pup cup?" I said "umm... sure?" She said "I'll be right back!" And she returned with a little tiny cup of ice cream complete with the little DQ curly-q and a little dog biscuit on the side. It was adorable. And co-pilot approved.
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AngelicaS1780
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That spotty velvet snout 
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The way to my heart is through my dog.
Not to brag. But like everybody else's dog he is the bestest dog ever.
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That spotty velvet snout
I am a big fan of it
And his ears
And his tail
And pretty much all of him altogether.
