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8 Things to Stop Worrying About
1. Other peoples’ expectations of you. At the end of the day, it’s your life not their life - so just be yourself and set,and go for, your own goals.
2. What other people say and do. It’s not up to us to control other people, or to change how they act, or to make their decisions.
3. Expecting perfection. It’s unrealistic to aim for perfection. You’ll just be disappointed and discouraged all the time.
4. Getting it wrong. We all make mistakes in our journey through this life. That’s simply part of learning, and being normal and human.
6. Fitting in. Although social skills matter, and it’s good to think of others, you also need to be yourself - a special, unique individual. Beware - conformity can kill individuality.
7. Being right. This is highly over-rated and can cause a lot of stress. If you’re confident and real you don’t need to prove you’re right!
8. Life being out of control. At the end of the day, there’s not much we can control – except our own reactions and our attitudes to problems. So change what you can – and then relax and enjoy life.
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Learning to Love
* An Introductory Note: My blog contains a blend of fiction and creative non-fiction. When I tell of events specifically involving myself, they really happened to me. Sometimes I blur exact locations and change the names of people involved to protect their anonymity. This particular post involves a real-life person who is very important to me. I’ve hesitated writing it, but I have her express…
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Lady Meredith does it again. She is so right in her conclusion that we can love more than one and it can grow.

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Crossing the Line
People have been asking for more information about Esther and me based on a previous post. You asked and so you shall receive:
Esther and I had been spending our nights together in the same bed more often than not the last several days. It was comforting sleeping next to her. Comforting … and erotic. My bed now carried her warm scent with it every morning and hers carried mine. I still slept…
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I only wished I had more followers to share this with.
Mom-in-law bliss #4 part 2
I have to mention that I had to place.a towel under her ass so she/we would not leave a sticky mess on the carpet. She buzzed her way to orgasm after orgasm. She turned it off and laid there gasping for air, totally turned on. She said she never knew her body could do that, she never knew she could cum so many times in a row. She said that in all her years of marriage she is not sure if she ever really had a full orgasm. But now she was addicted to them. She sat up and saw the precum on my dick and said, “hey what about you?” I told her I was loving the day and I was happy and turned on. She crawled towards me and began to play with my hard cock licking the precum from the tip, deep throating me and playing with my balls. I warned her if she wanted me to cum now or fuck her and then cum. She said both! Cum on my breasts I want to see you cum like on the DVD. You rebound quickly and then we can fuck in all positions. I stood up as she went to work on my dick sucking the head and stroking the length with her hand. She asked if she could suck my balls like on the DVD. I said do you do that for your husband? She said no he is lucky to get a bj at all. My MIL is a fast learner! She was doing everything she had seen and learned from the DVD. Soon my breathing quickened and she knew I was close. She took my dick from her mouth and stroked until I came all over her breasts. After I was done she rubbed it into her chest all over her tits and nipples. We laid on the couch, talked, kissed, began to watch the second DVD. As she played with my cock it became hard again. We fucked on the floor in every position. As I was sliding my cock in and out of her I asked her to place the vibrator on her clit and she control that while I continued to fuck her. She quickly responded and buzzed her own clit while I was fucking her, fast and slow. I tried to tease her back like she did with me by keeping one pace in and out as she came by buzzing her own clit. I eventually came. We repeated this two more times that afternoon. Knowing my wife, her daughter was coming home. Before she left we washed the bedding on the bed, my MIL did all of this in her garter and stockings naked beyond that. As she left we kissed, she got a little emotional saying how much she had enjoyed the week and what she had learned about herself. We agreed it was a great week together and we would take what opportunities we could going forward. I told her it was time to fuck in HER bed! She kissed me deeply again, took her DVD’s and toys and left. I felt sad to see her go. We continue to meet up and fuck and fondle one another. Nothing as intense as that week. Thank you for letting me share these experiences!
My husband is making me write this post. I didn’t want to. On October 16 this year I had another birthday. You may proceed to sing to me i
Some things need to be said.. I guess
I get it. I do. We are a bunch of dirty old lonely men. We all have our dirty little secrets and lusts and desires. I try not to judge wanting to not be judged. I’m married to an amazing wife who really hates sex. It tends to put s damper on things in married life. I like women. They are my weakness. That all being said, i got a problem here on Tumblr. This is a point where I judge. If your blog has any underage girls don’t follow me. Just don’t. I want absolutely no connection to any of that crap. If not I will simply just block you like some I already have. That shit is just not okay. Never.
I couldn’t agree more.
The Secret Meeting
*This is a bit dirtier than I usually do. Writers often write to express how they’re feeling and this reflects my current mood exactly. It is a work of fiction but of course, its fabric is woven from strands of truth in my life. I hope you enjoy.
It was a shockingly simple thing to do. I’d gotten dozens of messages a day from people. Some flattering, some harassing, some rather offputting, some…
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Great story. Loved it. Thank you Lady Meredith!!!

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New Story: To Lie Beneath
New Story: To Lie Beneath
Hello everyone,
As I wrote about earlier here I have written a new story. It’s called To Lie Beneath: An Erotic Tale of Horror. And it’s just that. Horror. It’s not your cutesy girl falls in love with a vampire and they have hot and steamy sex kind of story.
In medieval times, people believed in many different kinds of demons. Two of which were the succubus and the incubus. A succubus was a…
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New Story: To Lie Beneath
New Story: To Lie Beneath
Hello everyone,
As I wrote about earlier here I have written a new story. It’s called To Lie Beneath: An Erotic Tale of Horror. And it’s just that. Horror. It’s not your cutesy girl falls in love with a vampire and they have hot and steamy sex kind of story.
In medieval times, people believed in many different kinds of demons. Two of which were the succubus and the incubus. A succubus was a…
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Worth the read. Thanks @theladymeredith
“Shifty” By Chuck Yeager Shifty volunteered for the airborne in WWII and served with Easy Company of the 506th Parachute Infantry Regiment, part of the 101st Airborne Infantry. If you’ve seen Band of Brothers on HBO or the History Channel, you know Shifty. His character appears in all 10 episodes, and Shifty himself is interviewed in several of them. I met Shifty in the Philadelphia airport several years ago. I didn't know who he was at the time. I just saw an elderly gentleman having trouble reading his ticket. I offered to help, assured him that he was at the right gate, and noticed the “Screaming Eagle,” the symbol of the 101st Airborne, on his hat. Making conversation, I asked him if he’d been in the 101st Airborne or if his son was serving. He said quietly that he had been in the 101st. I thanked him for his service, then asked him when he served, and how many jumps he made. Quietly and humbly, he said “Well, I guess I signed up in 1941 or so, and was in until sometime in 1945 …” at which point my heart skipped. At that point, again, very humbly, he said “I made the 5 training jumps at Toccoa, and then jumped into Normandy … do you know where Normandy is?” At this point my heart stopped. I told him “yes, I know exactly where Normandy is, and I know what D-Day was.” At that point he said “I also made a second jump into Holland , into Arnhem ..” I was standing with a genuine war hero … and then I realized that it was June, just after the anniversary of D-Day. I asked Shifty if he was on his way back from France , and he said “Yes… And it ’s real sad because, these days, so few of the guys are left, and those that are, lots of them can’t make the trip.” My heart was in my throat and I didn’t know what to say. I helped Shifty get onto the plane and then realized he was back in coach while I was in First Class. I sent the flight attendant back to get him and said that I wanted to switch seats. When Shifty came forward, I got up out of the seat and told him I wanted him to have it, that I’d take his in coach. He said “No, son, you enjoy that seat. Just knowing that there are still some who remember what we did and who still care is enough to make an old man very happy.” His eyes were filling up as he said it. And mine are brimming up now as I write this. Shifty died on Jan. l7 after fighting cancer. There was no parade. No big event in Staples Center . No wall-to-wall, back-to-back 24x7 news coverage. No weeping fans on television. And that’s not right! Let’s give Shifty his own memorial service, online, in our own quiet way. Please forward this email to everyone you know. Especially to the veterans. Rest in peace, Shifty. Chuck Yeager, Maj. General [ret.] P.S. I think that it is amazing how the “media” chooses our “heroes” these days… Elvis, Michael Jackson, Whitney Houston & the like.
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Till We Meet Again..
Its been a while since I have been in a chapel but out of love and respect I sat there. It felt strange and at home at the same time. I looked around and saw old friends and people I had counseled at some point. I was greeted with love and open arms.
That hymn we sung, Till We Meet Again.. It felt effortless to sign and thought about this friend that had passed. A gal sat to the right of me that I remembered. She had a hard past and we had had several chats. She passed by me and smiled. She still looked like she had drug issues and that mad my heart sad.
The first time I met her she was desperate for some help. She had hit rock bottom. She had confessed of stealing money from family and friends to get her next hit of crack. She asked for help and I was able to get her some assistance. She did well for a while and then I saw her again about six months later. She had a relapse but sunk lower than before.
I was headed into my office one night and she caught me going into the building. Obispo she said softly, I smiled at her and let her in the building. She looked ragged, run down and defeated. She was in her later twenties yet looked a bit older. She sat in my office as we caught up and I asked her what went wrong. She owned up to her lack of will move upward and will to get her next fix. She said Obispo I promised you I would never steal again and I haven’t! I knew there was a but. She looked down and said but… I have sold my body for my drugs. A lot was said that I may share later. We began the process to help her again. She had kept her promise and had will but the will was directed to the wrong direction.
If you are addicted to anything seek help, don’t hurt yourself or others for your addiction. This includes porn and anything immoral. Be honest to your self and your spouse. You would be surprised if were open with them that you needed more sex or to watch porn with you. Not all will be open lets be real.
If you are that other spouse that has desires but are afraid to open up. Listen to your other half take a small step. That small step make save your relationship, your family and may allow you to open up and have pleasure you never that was possible.
Don’t allow addiction of any kind to rule you or your life. Any addiction good or bad will hurt someone along the way.
As she passed by and smiled my heart ached for her. Its been six years since we last spoke. That is six years of pain and agony. I wish her well till we meet again.
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