Creative musings

[702Hotwheeler]

There is something nice about unlined lace. Its airy, light, and sometimes feels like it is not really there. You have to will yourself to keep your legs together, as there is an almost anti-magnetism to it that unconsciously wills you to have them apart and feel the air. Not a good one for being demure, but perhaps to the voyeurs benefit as glimpses are more often in moments of concentration elsewhere.

Wow! Sexy pic. The things id love to do to you, thx for sharing

 

[StupidDoes]

She tossed and turned in bed. If she stayed still, she could hear his shallow breathing, well asleep and would stay that way. She stretched out in the cooler air to see if it would settle her down.

No good, she resumed her position on her back. Her hands knew what was wanted. How many times had she cum today and yet more was needed. Comfortingly they found their targets, one front one back. Quickly edging higher and resuming her thoughts from the last one, a hand flew to her breast and scissored her nipple, lifting up as the heat of it radiated straight back to her clit, setting her off again.

i started at the latsst post and kept having to click back and back to each amazing post. loving this thread!!! i finally had to say something on this one about that amazing ass! the lighting on this one is so good the way it highlights the roundness of ur ass and how perfect ur hips are...plus the added tease of a breast..and i love a womans back. you are so sexy and beautiful! thank you for sharing these thoughts and moments!

 

[Todger65]

"Too many champagnes, I almost couldn't my knickers off when I ran to the loo."

"Take them off then." He knew he had me when I hesitated but didn't say no.

"Right here at the table. Slide them down. Leave them around your ankles for a while."

The words travel through my ears and seem to have a direct connection. My brain is in my pants tonight. Until they came down...

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2086548&stc=1&d=1575265619

A lovely though, sat at the table knickers around your ankles, easy access when he wants it.

 

[missswannie]

Pants down... That would be something to glance across the room and happen to see...

Probably a sign to keep looking to see what happens next.

Wow! Sexy pic. The things id love to do to you, thx for sharing

You are welcome, I have some fun in here.

i started at the latsst post and kept having to click back and back to each amazing post. loving this thread!!! i finally had to say something on this one about that amazing ass! the lighting on this one is so good the way it highlights the roundness of ur ass and how perfect ur hips are...plus the added tease of a breast..and i love a womans back. you are so sexy and beautiful! thank you for sharing these thoughts and moments!

I have to put a bit more time into taking these but you never know when the right mood place and time coincides.

A lovely though, sat at the table knickers around your ankles, easy access when he wants it.

He's more likely to light the fuse and then sit back and watch everything smolder and combust.

 

[planetbeat_]

"Too many champagnes, I almost couldn't get my knickers off when I ran to the loo."

"Take them off then." He knew he had me when I hesitated but didn't say no.

"Right here at the table. Slide them down. Leave them around your ankles for a while."

The words travel through my ears and seem to have a direct connection. My brain is in my pants tonight. Until they came down...

What a delightful image

 

[zekuma]

I keep popping back in here in the hope that you might do a Christmas special creative. Something to bring back some cheer.

 

[ohverbatum7]

You have to will yourself to keep your legs together

AS a discrete fan of up-skirt, I have to ask you, would you consider a detour to Scotland on you next trip to Blighty, It could be the North Atlantic breeze, but the ladies here are denying me that treasured glimpse, do you think this is personal?

 

[ohverbatum7]

Do any of those delicious thoughts and sexy behaviour expressed in those pages ever spill out in your neighbourhood, or is your husband the sole beneficiary of little miss dynamite?

 

[Mr_bogey]

There is something nice about unlined lace. Its airy, light, and sometimes feels like it is not really there. You have to will yourself to keep your legs together, as there is an almost anti-magnetism to it that unconsciously wills you to have them apart and feel the air. Not a good one for being demure, but perhaps to the voyeurs benefit as glimpses are more often in moments of concentration elsewhere.

MMM, so inviting. This just screams "your mouth goes here."

Not sure how I missed this topic but I'm glad I found it. I hope to spend a little time bathing in it as I start on page 1. I'll try not to bump too many of your greatest hits but please forgive me if I can't help but comment on a few. Sometimes inspiration can't be squelched.

 

[Mr_bogey]

Post dinner, staying in a downtown hotel, my belly full of food and...him. He's sleeping deeply now and I can enjoy my pasttimes. Watching, Just the light from outside coming in the window as I observe the buildings around, naked, exposed if anyone cared to look back over, him dripping out of me.
The fellow watching porn on his big screen tv. Just stand up and let me see. The couple kissing on the sofa, willing them to go to the next base. But just look over for just a minute.

you have a gift. Your photography is fantastic and somehow you meld your art into your brain. I have spent more days than I care to admit looking out a window, hoping to see and be seen.

 

[Mr_bogey]

You should see the reject file. Mismatched foci, get carried away playing and not get the photo at the right moment, "missing fingers", cum too early and just get raised hips. It was a tricky one.

I would so subscribe to "miss swannie's rejects". Feel free,to send them anytime.

 

[Mr_bogey]

Thank you



Sweets may be on the house, but wine is always welcome



Its an every day concept, cooking while half dressed, whether it be breakfast when straight out of bed or just a shirt on after being in the pool. It just might not be everyday for other people, so an appeal factor in the mundane

Word of caution: use extra care when preparing fried foods. Hot oil can splash.

 

[missswannie]

I keep popping back in here in the hope that you might do a Christmas special creative. Something to bring back some cheer.

I might just set up the camera and see what takes my fancy in the next week. Lets see what thought inspires me.

You have to will yourself to keep your legs together

AS a discrete fan of up-skirt, I have to ask you, would you consider a detour to Scotland on you next trip to Blighty, It could be the North Atlantic breeze, but the ladies here are denying me that treasured glimpse, do you think this is personal?

I haven't had reason to head up that way for a while. I do like smokey Islay scotch so maybe a combined run. Now if Scotland ditches the UK and puts a border in it might suddenly get interesting.
I'm sure the Scottish ladies are equally happy with dresses and knickers. The ones that move out here are no shy ones.

Do any of those delicious thoughts and sexy behaviour expressed in those pages ever spill out in your neighbourhood, or is your husband the sole beneficiary of little miss dynamite?

Certainly he and select others enjoy the fun. If the neighbourhood catches any glimpses then I am sure they are happy just glimpsing, same as we might glimpse them about the place. Given just about every house has a pool and just separated by walls and fences, a drone view from above probably just has repeats across the board.

MMM, so inviting. This just screams "your mouth goes here."

Not sure how I missed this topic but I'm glad I found it. I hope to spend a little time bathing in it as I start on page 1. I'll try not to bump too many of your greatest hits but please forgive me if I can't help but comment on a few. Sometimes inspiration can't be squelched.

I may not comment as well as when in the mood at the time but it is all there still.

you have a gift. Your photography is fantastic and somehow you meld your art into your brain. I have spent more days than I care to admit looking out a window, hoping to see and be seen.

Happening to be seen or seeing others in the same circumstances has been a lifetime thought process of mine. Setting a larger camera to take things is a factor of time though and this year has been a bit short on it.

I would so subscribe to "miss swannie's rejects". Feel free,to send them anytime.

The encrypted folders on the home server are not the place for wandering eyes.

Word of caution: use extra care when preparing fried foods. Hot oil can splash.

Rarely do fried food, and don't use more than a splash of oil in stir fries, so not much chance of splashing.

 

[Joxlrg]

I am still thinking of precariously placed fruit and chopstick's
One might even find a perfect spot for a dollop of whipped cream!!

 

[Mr_bogey]

She tossed and turned in bed. If she stayed still, she could hear his shallow breathing, well asleep and would stay that way. She stretched out in the cooler air to see if it would settle her down.

No good, she resumed her position on her back. Her hands knew what was wanted. How many times had she cum today and yet more was needed. Comfortingly they found their targets, one front one back. Quickly edging higher and resuming her thoughts from the last one, a hand flew to her breast and scissored her nipple, lifting up as the heat of it radiated straight back to her clit, setting her off again.

both of these photos are spectacular but the top one just speaks to me, it drives my desires.

 

[missswannie]

both of these photos are spectacular but the top one just speaks to me, it drives my desires.

Someone asked to see the colour version of this this morning.

 

[Joxlrg]

Agreed.. I would enjoy seeing the color version as well.. If you will share it??

 

[Mr_bogey]

"Push the nivea cream into her thighs, firm, full hand and thumbs, knees to top of her cheeks"
I could hear her voice on the laptop but was too far gone with the pleasure of the hands on me to look up. He silently followed her orders. I might have seen what they were doing if I had, but I left him to get the visual enjoyment.
We hadn't touched base with them for a while, life being busy for all, but a Christmas cryptic message about hotel windows resparked some back and forth comments. Now the game was they were peeking in on a massage but able to tell the fellow what he should do.
Thumbs were doing their work between and under my bum cheeks. My internal heat was right up at the top and about to boil over. One touch and I would pop, my hips going into auto mode and trying to rise off the bed to to tempt him to enter. I could feel him as he was astride my legs, hot and hard, balls low and heavy, the odd snail trail sticking to my leg wetly, feeding my need.
Was he going to turn off the laptop or were they going to get the view? I was already 5 minutes beyond caring, hips rising and imploring him to send me onto a cascade.

I'm in NYC right now and none of the views here compare with this. Oh to be working my way up between those thighs....

 

[missswannie]

I was reading something this morning, "50 Bales of Hay", which is a rural erotica parody of 50 Shades of Grey. One of those books that you leave on the top shelf of the road side book exchange cabinets at rural highway rest stops, and then pick up something you haven't read after offloading all the ones you have finished with.
One of the concepts was the anonymous lady, bum poking through the hay and anyone was welcome to take their turn before moving on to the next one, a supposed half time game at the Bachelors and Spinsters Balls in the bush.
So it got me thinking about being devoid of vision, audio to an extent, and just being a hole poking through a hole. If noone knows each other then no harm no foul, but could I get off at the time with something so anonymous? How many people would choose mine? Would they be considerate and help me get off first or would it just be a convenience? Or would it just be a prelude and rev me up for something bigger and better later on?
Not quite hay, just an arrangement of sheets and quilts, but would this be what it would look like?

 

[EctoJohn]

I know I'd find yours inviting if I was perusing the hay.

 

[ThaDonger]

I was reading something this morning, "50 Bales of Hay", which is a rural erotica parody of 50 Shades of Grey. One of those books that you leave on the top shelf of the road side book exchange cabinets at rural highway rest stops, and then pick up something you haven't read after offloading all the ones you have finished with.
One of the concepts was the anonymous lady, bum poking through the hay and anyone was welcome to take their turn before moving on to the next one, a supposed half time game at the Bachelors and Spinsters Balls in the bush.
So it got me thinking about being devoid of vision, audio to an extent, and just being a hole poking through a hole. If noone knows each other then no harm no foul, but could I get off at the time with something so anonymous? How many people would choose mine? Would they be considerate and help me get off first or would it just be a convenience? Or would it just be a prelude and rev me up for something bigger and better later on?
Not quite hay, just an arrangement of sheets and quilts, but would this be what it would look like?

I have lurked a couple of your threads for a short time now. I must say, you are a fascinating lady. And with that, I felt as if I needed to respond to your questions.

First off, no doubt in my mind I would choose yours. I have a feeling no person with a pulse would pass it up. If they do, I'll take their turn if that's alright.

Second, and this is where I felt I needed to respond. Would I get you off? My answer is, I simply do not know. To be frank, probably not.

The entire thought of it being completely anonymous I find rather exciting. I would not deny you yours by any means. May even put in a half decent attempt at getting you yours. Butt (see what I did there?) I would probably be forced on down the line by both curiosity and the masses alike. But more than likely I'd succumb to my own way before you do.

Gorgeous pictures by the way. I shall return to my lurking.

 

[Joxlrg]

Oh to tease and play with what is visible. Carefully watching for the muscles to tighten and twitch. The knees come forward and the butt to lift. Then the back to arch.. By then I believe I would be able to see where the next fun begins..

 

[Todger65]

I was reading something this morning, "50 Bales of Hay", which is a rural erotica parody of 50 Shades of Grey. One of those books that you leave on the top shelf of the road side book exchange cabinets at rural highway rest stops, and then pick up something you haven't read after offloading all the ones you have finished with.
One of the concepts was the anonymous lady, bum poking through the hay and anyone was welcome to take their turn before moving on to the next one, a supposed half time game at the Bachelors and Spinsters Balls in the bush.
So it got me thinking about being devoid of vision, audio to an extent, and just being a hole poking through a hole. If noone knows each other then no harm no foul, but could I get off at the time with something so anonymous? How many people would choose mine? Would they be considerate and help me get off first or would it just be a convenience? Or would it just be a prelude and rev me up for something bigger and better later on?
Not quite hay, just an arrangement of sheets and quilts, but would this be what it would look like?
https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2087722&stc=1&d=1577083851

A version of the adult Japanese game shows where girls or males are behind a sheet screen with only genitals visible and a partner of one samples the delights of all and hope he or she pick their own partner.

 

[QuietCanadian]

"Too many champagnes, I almost couldn't get my knickers off when I ran to the loo."

"Take them off then." He knew he had me when I hesitated but didn't say no.

"Right here at the table. Slide them down. Leave them around your ankles for a while."

The words travel through my ears and seem to have a direct connection. My brain is in my pants tonight. Until they came down...

Oh my fucking word. So sexy.

 

[peekingone]

I was reading something this morning, "50 Bales of Hay", which is a rural erotica parody of 50 Shades of Grey. One of those books that you leave on the top shelf of the road side book exchange cabinets at rural highway rest stops, and then pick up something you haven't read after offloading all the ones you have finished with.
One of the concepts was the anonymous lady, bum poking through the hay and anyone was welcome to take their turn before moving on to the next one, a supposed half time game at the Bachelors and Spinsters Balls in the bush.
So it got me thinking about being devoid of vision, audio to an extent, and just being a hole poking through a hole. If noone knows each other then no harm no foul, but could I get off at the time with something so anonymous? How many people would choose mine? Would they be considerate and help me get off first or would it just be a convenience? Or would it just be a prelude and rev me up for something bigger and better later on?
Not quite hay, just an arrangement of sheets and quilts, but would this be what it would look like?

I would poke the hole