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The Mailman’s Last Day

The Mailman’s Last Day

 

   Today was the old mailman's (his name was Tom) last day on the job after 35 years of Carrying the mail through all kinds of weather through the same Neighborhood.
   When he arrived at the first house on his route he was greeted by the whole family there, who congratulated him and sent him on his way with thanks, wishes for an enjoyable retirement and an envelope containing $200.
   At the second house they presented him with a box of fine cigars, thanks, and comments of love.
   The folks at the third house gave him a selection of terrific fishing lures and wished him well.
   At the fourth house he was very pleasantly surprised when he was met at the door by a very young strikingly beautiful woman named Anita.  The door opening created a slight breeze which blew the very sexy and revealing negligee against her body revealing her wonderful curves. He pulled his eyes from devouring her obviously nude body beneath the almost transparent gown as Anita took him by the hand, gently led him through the door and whispered, “Relax Tom, I have plans for you that I am very sure you will appreciate and enjoy.” She leaned against him to close the door and then led him up the stairs to the bedroom. Climbing the stairs slowly to allow him to enjoy her body from behind. The bed was very large and was made up with soft black satin sheets.
   With a laugh and a giggle Anita smiled and led him to the edge of the huge bed where she stopped and gave him a long deep passionate kiss. Pulling back slightly Anita slowly undressed him. Kneeling to remove his shorts her tongue licked and teased his now enlarged member as she looked up at him with an excited glimmer in her eyes. Anita slowly engulfed his dick completely several times before standing. She moved backwards toward the bed leading him with her hand firmly grasping his rigid member.
  At the side of the bed Anita moved him until his back was against the bed and she gave him a gentle push. She motioned for him to slide back into the center of the bed before she climbed up and straddled his hips. Smiling and giggling she grabbed his shaft and moved up and over him positioning herself. Anita rubbed her pussy with his member several times before lowering slowly down onto him and taking the full length of his dick deep within her. Anita began teasing his dick by squeezing her pussy muscles and giggling as she rode him until he was almost ready to cum. Her body was so heated from the fucking that she began to sweat and make her negligee become wet. Feeling his dick throbbing she stopped and held still while he regained his control before starting to ride him again. She did this to him, and herself, a few times before bringing his dick to spasm and letting him squirt his cum deep up inside her.
   Waiting for him to finish his orgasm Anita sat on him watching his face slowly calm down and enjoying the feeling of his dick slowly shrinking inside her. Anita rolled over bringing Tom with her still inside her pussy. His shrinking dick slipped out of her and she smiled as she felt her juices and his cum oozing out of her and soaking her negligee. After laying there with Tom’s dick shrinking smaller and dropping out of her. She was Satisfied that she had fucked him to his complete fulfillment. She motioned for him to get off of her and helped him to dress and even tucked his now limp dick safely back inside his pants and pulling the zipper up. Anita straightened the damp sticky negligee that clung even more to her damp curves.  She had learned long ago that men loved to see her stay in the messy clothes she had just been fucked while wearing. Anita smiled and took his hand again and led him down stairs and into the kitchen. Anita sat him down at the table and moved around the kitchen quickly finishing the giant breakfast she had prepared. He sat and enjoyed the eggs, potatoes, ham, sausage, blueberry waffles, and fresh-squeezed orange juice while Anita poured him a fresh cup of coffee. When he was truly full and satisfied she poured him another cup of steaming coffee and sat beside him moving his hand as she opened the negligee to allow his hand to lay on her bare thigh.
   Tom noticed a dollar bill sticking out from under the coffee saucer and turned his gaze, "Anita, all this was just too wonderful for words. I have seen you many times over the past few years out in the yard sun bathing and cutting the grass with very little on and even through the open door as you walked nude around inside the house.” I thought many times about how wonderful it would be to fuck you" he said, "but what is with the dollar?" Anita smiled, "Well," she said, "last night, I told my boyfriend that today would be your last day, and that we should do something special for you. I asked him what to give you."
   He said, "Anita, Screw him, and give him a dollar."
Anita smiled then said, "Adding breakfast was my idea."

  

To a new friend

To a new friend with a life of their own choosing.

 

   I actually have several friends who are alcoholic’s but haven't had a drink in many years. I've talked about it with them from time to time and they each said that no one could stop them from drinking. The only way for them to stop was when "they" reached a point in their lives when they decided to do that. It made me think about when I stopped smoking.

    I smoked for many years and had people constantly nagging me to stop. I tried to stop many times without success. One day I decided on my own to finally stop and did it. Until I set my own mind to do it no one could get me to.

   I do drink, and probably more than I should, but that’s just me. I started at a very young age (about 13) and it just changed from one type of drink to another over the years. I have been a wine drinker (not MD or Thunderbird types) from having easy access to European wines while I lived in Germany for almost five years. Started switching over to beer while I was there and believe me when I say that European beers have a lot more alcohol in them. When we got back stateside I could drink a case or more of the weak American beer and still not be drunk. That changed as time went by.

   For the past several years I have changed to drinking hard stuff straight. No mix, no ice, no nothing. I have progressed to only drinking a much better quality. My favorite is a good Bourbon or good whiskey. But I have also taken a liking to Tequila and Rum among others, all straight.

    The reason I have gone into such depth with you about my drinking is that I know that at some point in your life you will decide to stop. It will have to be your choice and no one can make you stop or talk you into stopping. I don’t judge people or hold them to my standards. If the way a person chooses to live is not agreeable with me to the point that I can’t stay around them I simply say good bye and move along.

    I hold myself equal to all others until such time as they show me that they are different. I don’t judge people and I don’t want people to judge me. I have my life and my ways and always do my best to allow others the same right.

My worse most closly guarded secret........................

 

Every one has secrets. Some are really bad and some are embarrassing. Some are things that we would think would scare people away if they knew about us. I have so many secrets that I hold inside myself for many reasons.

   I have decided to let one out to make me feel better and to see who stays and who runs from me.

   I worked for many years as a fire fighter and enjoyed every moment. The down side to an old smoke eater like me is the damage that all that exposure had on my body. I over came the broken bones, the burns, the torn muscles, the aches and pains and accepted them as part of the job. I knew from the start that my life would be shortened by the life I chose.

   Now I am done with that and facing the results of my many exploits. I have, to date, five different forms of cancer in and on my body. I have other problems but they are slower acting/progressing so they don’t count as much. On June 13, 2011 I get to have them try to remove my prostate and any cancer around it. After a month or two for recovery I will go back in to have other doctor’s try to remove the cancer in my mouth. The other two cancers are very slowly growing and are not curable.

   Now, at this point, you may be asking yourself why Tom is telling anyone about this. No it is not for sympathy as I chose the life. It is just to let you know that my time is limited on this stop along the circle of life. I treasure true friends and family above all others in this life. Those that feel the same will stay and be my friend and the others will leave. Your choice and I hold no hard feeling regardless.

   I do choose to be who I have always been and will not change. None of the doctors will give me a time frame which is OK with me. If we are meant to be friends then we will continue and I will answer any questions you may have. If your chose is to move on and away then I wish for you only the best in your future.

   What else to say? Nothing comes to mind right now. Love and hugs to all.  Tom

We don't kiss bee's. Bee's bite! But the honey they make is just so sweet. I placed a drop on my lips. Want a taste?

  Monday October is Columbus Day. Let's all go out and celebrate his introduction of diseases from Europe that caused the deaths of millions of people. Hell, his actions  wiped out "all" the native people in the Caribbean in just a few short years. 

   Not to be to concerned though. The islands were repopulated by the Europeans. Yes, they brought in thousands of slaves from Africa.

Disillusionment

Disillusionment Dismayed by illusion is but an intrusion into where you wish you were even before you find your way. The past is in your face until you put it in its place and take control of the desires that that make your heart want to race. But now inside and behind all of the confusion lies the peace and resolution to the fears that captivate your travels. So now if all that you possess are the fears that prevent your rest then lift your face up to feel the rising sun of day. A simple smile can send your disillusion back to its point of intrusion and create within your heart a hope and love and inclusion.

A simple puzzle of life

Read this and find the answer to the question that is asked. Send me both the question and the answer you think you find in your reply to this. Be warned I enjoy learning about people’s minds. Please message me your answer and do not post. Posting would take the fun out of it for others. Besides, why give up for free what you worked for. A simple puzzle of life (Here is the answer what was the question} Powerful forces so strong that can push and pull at your very soul. A wanting for the untouchable, no material thing can ever replace. Strong feelings that can tear your heart open. Strange yet over whelming need to climb to the mountains top. Insatiably hunger that eating cannot stop. Over whelming desires that bend your mind making you ponder why. Not hearing the sounds that make you smile except in your mind. Soft winds gently lift you up high into the sky. Marveling at the things that tear you apart yet shed no blood. While finding yet another reason to rush forward to embrace what you cannot hold. Knowing that you want to run with the dogs, and bay at the moon. Every time you take a breath you want. Living each day of the journey to its fullest. Infinite space found in need of fulfillment of expanding desire. Finding some comfort in the hands of another who is strong yet gentle. Every day holds a need as fierce as a fire that makes your blood boil. Grabbing for the warmth you will feel lying in the arms of your love. Of all the senses that could be lost touch would be the worse. Others may try to share but none so deeply. Dare to be true to the feelings that drive you so hard.

Let me sleep longer

I woke up this morning after a night of having no dreams that I could remember. I opened my eyes to see your face just inches from mine. Your head was resting on my extended arm. I had no idea how I got here. I was not in my own bed. I could not remember anything of the night before. Your eyes were closed. Peacefulness radiated with a glow from your face. All I could see was from your neck up. I assume the sheets covered the rest of your body as I didn't look down. I lay there several minutes admiring you and absorbing your glow as I tried to remember what events could have lead to this awakening pleasure. Just as I was thinking about getting up and letting you sleep your eyes fluttered slightly and slowly opened. You simply looked into my eyes then a smile seemed to rise on your lips like the sun coming up. The warmth of your look filled my body and softened my soul. I reached up and gently traced your face with my finger tips. Pushing back your hair from the sides of your cheeks as you awoke. The dawn was just breaking and the light was chasing the shadows from the room. I don't know how much time was passing as we simply lay there looking into each others eyes yet not speaking. I slipped my hand along the side of your head through your hair to cup the back of your neck. I moved my head closer to your soft gentle face and watched your lips prepare to accept my kiss. I could feel the warmth of you as our faces neared. I watched your eyes softly close. I could already taste your mouth even before we connected. The fragrance of your being was so sweet and light it teased my senses. Then, just as our lips were going to touch, I woke up.
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