As per your request...

Miss_B_Haven said:
He doesn't know about my Lit life. lol I doubt he'd mind though... I know he's taken a few shots of me on his phone, and passed it around at work. lol He's pretty open to stuff like that. He's just a bit camera shy himself.

"Hung Like a Horse" is country-girl talk for having a big cock. LOL Can't escape my southern roots. ;)

lol i know the saying...... hahaha but i mean... how big? :D
 
summoner12 said:
lol i know the saying...... hahaha but i mean... how big? :D

A good solid 7-7.5 inches. Nice and thick, big head... ::sigh:: I love it. :heart:
 
Curves and flesh and deliciousness

who wants some skinny little twig.
I want to wander curves like landscapes
to fit myself to them
and discover their secrets
 
Miss_B_Haven said:
A good solid 7-7.5 inches. Nice and thick, big head... ::sigh:: I love it. :heart:


haha! well im likin the pics... can't wait to see me!

enjoy
 
katiebarthedoor said:


You know... The new boy (who I've already said reminds me of you) likes to smack my tits.

It's kind of weird that you should say that.

He'll roll over in the morning, and just smack the side of whichever boob is handy... And watch it jiggle.

You wouldn't happen to have a very sexy brother in Orlando, would you?
 
Miss_B_Haven said:
You know... The new boy (who I've already said reminds me of you) likes to smack my tits.

It's kind of weird that you should say that.

He'll roll over in the morning, and just smack the side of whichever boob is handy... And watch it jiggle.

You wouldn't happen to have a very sexy brother in Orlando, would you?
first thing in the morning, thats better than coffee.

if i did have a very sexy brother in orlando, i'd say he's making out like a bandit. :kiss:
 
bump...:) hope you didnt get too much rain today/last night...
 
katiebarthedoor said:
first thing in the morning, thats better than coffee.

if i did have a very sexy brother in orlando, i'd say he's making out like a bandit. :kiss:

Pretty much anything naked in the morning is better than coffee.

And you're way too fucking sweet. ;)
 
surf1 said:
bump...:) hope you didnt get too much rain today/last night...

Not too much rain at all, actually. I didn't even know about this whole tropical storm nonsense until i came online tonight and checked my e-mail. LOL
 
attachment.php


Love these titties. I could suck on them all night.
 
Miss_B_Haven said:
Pretty much anything naked in the morning is better than coffee.

And you're way too fucking sweet. ;)
God u r so goregous. I just am at a lost for words
 
So I know you really don't want to hear about my love life...
But I'm going to tell you anyways. :)

This boy is just... Addicting. And I don't know why. Maybe it's his tattoos... Maybe it's the super-fast motorcycle... Maybe it's his sexy sexy eyes and that smirk... I don't really know. He's just always in my head and I don't really seem to mind it.

I spent most of the late afternoon with him yesterday... He was painting some things on his bike... Exhaust cans and the passenger pegs, black to match the frame... We watched a movie while the paint dried... And then took a nap... And then, around midnight-ish, he wanted to take the bike out for a ride.

It was so amazing. The weather was so beautiful... Clear and cool and delicious. The back roads were dark and empty. I felt like I was flying... And it's possible that I really was.

We drove into a few parking lots... And he popped a few wheelies. He likes to get a shreik of joy out of me. Seriously, as soon as I feel the bike pop up, I'm grinning ear to ear like a schoolgirl. It's such a rush.

And then he took me through this little neighborhood, and out onto this long empty stretch of road... He jumped on the throttle... Slamming through the gears, faster and faster, my grip tighter and tighter... All I remember is seeing the number "121" on his spedometer before I closed my eyes. I held onto him for dear life... And it was the greatest adrenaline rush.

Then we went back to his place... Which is also off a long straight road, but one that is patrolled by the police quite frequently. So we just cruised. And it was beautiful. When we're just cruising along, he'll put both his hands on my knees, and look back at me. I don't know why, but it's the biggest turn on in the world. Maybe it's the feeling of his gloved hands on my knees... Or maybe it's the fact that it's just so... Dangerous.

So needless to say... We got home, and I proclaimed that I was going to take a shower... So I started stripping down, and left a trail of clothing from his room to the bathroom... Needless to say, he was quick to follow me...

We cleaned up, and he kissed me... My God, he kissed me. This wonderful, intoxicating kiss like I've never experienced before. It was beautiful. I could've kissed him for days. I ran my fingers through his hair, and he put his hands on my lower back and pulled me closer... I could've drowned in that kiss.

He looked at me so sincerely... His eyes are so beautiful. Brown with these little green flecks near his pupils. They're almost as intoxicating as his kisses. I felt like he could see right through me. Like the whole world had stopped, and he was examining every inch of my soul.

We made love in the shower... It was lovely. Most of the time, we have this rough, passionate, animalistic sex. There's screaming and scratching and grabbing and biting... Raw, unedited pleasure. But last night... It was none of that. It was gentle and passionate... Slow and succulent. There were sighs, not screams. There were slow, rolling orgasms. Not the rapid-fire ones I'm used to receiving. There were soft touches, gentle grips and hands splayed where they pleased. He left me shaking slightly, and smiling. It was... Beautiful.

And after that... We retreated to his bed to watch parts of Dane Cook's "Vicious Circle", because we both love Dane Cook. (He has a tattoo of a monkey fucking a coconut on the back of his right leg... lol) And the last thing I remember is him kissing me on the forehead, and me falling asleep on his chest.

We slept in late this morning... I woke up to him trying to pick my nose. lol He's such a dork. We lounged around... He drove up to the parts store for a bolt that wiggled its way off of his bike... We went shopping... Blah blah... But it was nice. It's just so nice to be with him.






So, ladies and gents of Lit... I'm afraid I'm falling for this boy. I can't call it love, because it really hasn't been that long. But it's definitely something. And it's definitely an amazing feeling. I feel alive... I feel like I'm flying.

But I promise... I'll get you more pictures. LMAO!

Thanks for listening... I had to get this off my chest. :heart:
 
Miss_B_Haven said:
About a million people have asked me when I'm going to get off my lazy ass and start my own thread... So I figured I'd just do it. What the hell, right?

I'm not a cutesy little skinny bitch... I've got some meat on me. :) No pictures of my face here, as you never know who you'll meet on Lit... The first few sets are mostly clothed, mostly PG-13. I'm sure If I get nice feedback, I'll post more provocative ones. ;)

So be nice and leave me some lovin'. Pretty please?? :devil:

I just found this thread, and love the first set of photos. Especially the pink nipples! :) I also love that you have a little meat on you. Cush for the push!
OK, that was a little obnoxious, huh?
 
so not that my particular input has any real determination on your mindset, I would just like to say that these pictures are beautiful, you are absolutely gorgeous and I am so happy to hear that you were lucky enough to find a man who treats you like like you seem to deserve. here's a hello from a fellow south floridian and maybe we could talk some time. I've spent a few weekends at UCF and maybe we could share memories. Hope to talk to you soon!
 
xscreex said:
so not that my particular input has any real determination on your mindset, I would just like to say that these pictures are beautiful, you are absolutely gorgeous and I am so happy to hear that you were lucky enough to find a man who treats you like like you seem to deserve. here's a hello from a fellow south floridian and maybe we could talk some time. I've spent a few weekends at UCF and maybe we could share memories. Hope to talk to you soon!

Aww... Thanks. ;) You're too sweet.
And the boy... He's a real sweetheart. A real tough-guy... But he's soft underneath all that. I think I've got a keeper! :nana:
 
Miss_B_Haven said:
So I know you really don't want to hear about my love life...
But I'm going to tell you anyways. :)

This boy is just... Addicting. And I don't know why. Maybe it's his tattoos... Maybe it's the super-fast motorcycle... Maybe it's his sexy sexy eyes and that smirk... I don't really know. He's just always in my head and I don't really seem to mind it.

I spent most of the late afternoon with him yesterday... He was painting some things on his bike... Exhaust cans and the passenger pegs, black to match the frame... We watched a movie while the paint dried... And then took a nap... And then, around midnight-ish, he wanted to take the bike out for a ride.

It was so amazing. The weather was so beautiful... Clear and cool and delicious. The back roads were dark and empty. I felt like I was flying... And it's possible that I really was.

We drove into a few parking lots... And he popped a few wheelies. He likes to get a shreik of joy out of me. Seriously, as soon as I feel the bike pop up, I'm grinning ear to ear like a schoolgirl. It's such a rush.

And then he took me through this little neighborhood, and out onto this long empty stretch of road... He jumped on the throttle... Slamming through the gears, faster and faster, my grip tighter and tighter... All I remember is seeing the number "121" on his spedometer before I closed my eyes. I held onto him for dear life... And it was the greatest adrenaline rush.

Then we went back to his place... Which is also off a long straight road, but one that is patrolled by the police quite frequently. So we just cruised. And it was beautiful. When we're just cruising along, he'll put both his hands on my knees, and look back at me. I don't know why, but it's the biggest turn on in the world. Maybe it's the feeling of his gloved hands on my knees... Or maybe it's the fact that it's just so... Dangerous.

So needless to say... We got home, and I proclaimed that I was going to take a shower... So I started stripping down, and left a trail of clothing from his room to the bathroom... Needless to say, he was quick to follow me...

We cleaned up, and he kissed me... My God, he kissed me. This wonderful, intoxicating kiss like I've never experienced before. It was beautiful. I could've kissed him for days. I ran my fingers through his hair, and he put his hands on my lower back and pulled me closer... I could've drowned in that kiss.

He looked at me so sincerely... His eyes are so beautiful. Brown with these little green flecks near his pupils. They're almost as intoxicating as his kisses. I felt like he could see right through me. Like the whole world had stopped, and he was examining every inch of my soul.

We made love in the shower... It was lovely. Most of the time, we have this rough, passionate, animalistic sex. There's screaming and scratching and grabbing and biting... Raw, unedited pleasure. But last night... It was none of that. It was gentle and passionate... Slow and succulent. There were sighs, not screams. There were slow, rolling orgasms. Not the rapid-fire ones I'm used to receiving. There were soft touches, gentle grips and hands splayed where they pleased. He left me shaking slightly, and smiling. It was... Beautiful.

And after that... We retreated to his bed to watch parts of Dane Cook's "Vicious Circle", because we both love Dane Cook. (He has a tattoo of a monkey fucking a coconut on the back of his right leg... lol) And the last thing I remember is him kissing me on the forehead, and me falling asleep on his chest.

We slept in late this morning... I woke up to him trying to pick my nose. lol He's such a dork. We lounged around... He drove up to the parts store for a bolt that wiggled its way off of his bike... We went shopping... Blah blah... But it was nice. It's just so nice to be with him.






So, ladies and gents of Lit... I'm afraid I'm falling for this boy. I can't call it love, because it really hasn't been that long. But it's definitely something. And it's definitely an amazing feeling. I feel alive... I feel like I'm flying.

But I promise... I'll get you more pictures. LMAO!

Thanks for listening... I had to get this off my chest. :heart:

Wow! What a story!
 
Back
Top