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ManwranglerJen
 
I don’t even remember what was originally here, but I will try to match it. I’m Manwranglerjen. I can also be found at Phillygirljen and LiteraryJen. Feel free to find and follow me.
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Lost
Posted:Sep 11, 2020 9:47 am
Last Updated:Sep 12, 2020 5:15 am
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I’ve been here before

I’ve been lonely

Sad

Rejected

Dejected

Lost

It’s not a new feeling

And I know I will be fine

But I hate that we ended up this way

I still see the look on your face the last time I saw you

There was no sign of this

No look that said you’d be leaving me

In fact, it was quite the opposite

If anything, I saw a look of love

Of desire

Of contentment

Of peace

And I’ve been here before

I know I will be fine

I just wish I could understand how it happened

With someone who still wanted me
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Places I’ll Remember
Posted:Sep 10, 2020 8:25 pm
Last Updated:Sep 11, 2020 12:02 am
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It’s normally a comfortable setting

At least it’s always been a bed but for the night in the hot tub

But maybe it’s a secret desire

Maybe we all just want to know what it’s like to get laid

In the back of a Jeep Grand Cherokee Laredo

At the top of a mountain of a hill it took forever to reach

The night closed in on us

Only the light from the dashboard clock allowed me to see you looking at me

But I stared back at you just the same

Knowing you were smiling at me

Knowing you were thinking how much you love me

Knowing you will miss me when we part ways until we meet again
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Wanted
Posted:Sep 10, 2020 3:10 pm
Last Updated:Sep 11, 2020 4:28 am
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Wanted:
You must look at me like you think I’m beautiful

You must smile at me all the time

You must enjoy talking to me and listening to me even if I’m being ridiculous, which I often am.

You must laugh at me laughing at something you did to make me giggle

You must be able to make me giggle

You must be attentive

You must be creative

You must be gentle

You must also be forceful

You must be playful

You must kiss me...all over

You must enjoy watching my expressions

You must delight in knowing I’m enjoying myself

You must worship my entire body...but don’t touch my feet

You must ultimately be the more dominant one but enjoy letting me play at dominating you, too.
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Playing Pretend
Posted:Sep 6, 2020 6:09 am
Last Updated:Apr 25, 2024 9:40 am
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I’m sure it’s never obvious
I’m certain you’ve never been able tell
But I have feelings
I’m all too real
My heart aches over your absences
It’s more than just my body that trembles at your touch
I’ve never told you
I’ve never shared my secrets
I’m silent
I smile
I laugh
I pretend
But oh my God, do I also hurt
When you go away
And I’ve never told you, it’s true
So I can’t blame you for never knowing
That the only thing I hate more than your leaving
Is the fear of you never coming bac
No, I don’t tell you that I have feelings for you
I just pretend that all is well
Even when things are far from perfect
Every time you go away
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Closure?
Posted:Sep 5, 2020 12:29 pm
Last Updated:Sep 6, 2020 6:02 am
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I’ve been told I need closure
Closure?
What’s that?
Who needs it?
What does it solve?
Erase?
Help?
Change?
I don’t need closure.
It’s too much like goodbye,
And I despise goodbyes
No, I don’t need closure
I don’t want it to be over
So closure gets nowhere
And I’m already sad
I’m already without you
I’m already alone
I’m already missing what we were
If anything, I need a do over
A chance get it right
A chance have more time with you
A chance speak you
say those things left unsaid
answer a question more directly
ask a few of my own
hold you a little longer
kiss you a little deeper
make myself impossible forget
make it harder walk away
No, I don’t need closure
It merely emphasizes regret.
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Tell me you still watch us!
Posted:Aug 29, 2020 5:14 am
Last Updated:Sep 6, 2020 6:09 am
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Do you watch us still?

Have you hidden our videos away somewhere

Where only you can find them?

Are they safe from prying eyes and from being deleted?

Or did you delete them when you stopped speaking to me?

Was it one practiced move of erasure?

Gone from your life?

Your hard drive?

Your mind?

Your memory?

Your heart?

Do you watch us and remember what it felt like when I played with your ass?

When my tongue dipped inside as far as it could go

Or when I sucked you off?

And the spit dripped down your cock, past your balls and between your cheeks

Creating enough moisture for me to work my finger into your hole?

Do you still watch all that?

Do you remember how hard you would come for me?

How you would ask me to slow down so you could savor those moments a little longer?

Do you still watch it when you’re all alone?

Do you still feel those sensations as you watch us play?

Or did you delete it all as easily as you walked away from me?
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On Screen
Posted:Aug 18, 2020 5:58 am
Last Updated:Aug 18, 2020 11:14 pm
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*I will write about them and maybe even talk about them, but I’m not actually going to share them.

I’ve been writing erotica for years now, and it’s mostly pertaining to my own sexual experiences. It wasn’t my initial intent to share these personal moments, however. I really just wanted to convey the emotions, and the sexual exploits became more of a focus over time. Recently, I’ve had a few of my experiences recorded, which is a departure for me. I mean, you guys don’t get to see nipples, much less other naked body parts. But he suggested it, and here we are. My pussy has now been recorded, complete with the sounds of wetness and pleasure. My lips and my tongue and even my throat are used as I wrap my mouth around his cock. The sights and sounds portrayed bring back memories and create excitement within me. But the thing I notice most is what I am always seeking from my writing, which is the conveyed emotions. These emotions aren’t merely colorful words shared by me, though. They’re the exceedingly powerful display of emotions provided by me and him for playback on the screen. I’ve been watching them; I’ve been watching him. I watch his face as he talks to me. I watch his demeanor as he looks at me. I see how his expression changes as he touches me. I see him looking at my face, which I normally can’t describe much less envision since my eyes are often closed, but there he is on screen, as naked as I am, in soul as well as in body, looking down at me with passion. Of course, I could just be seeing what I want to see. It could be my imagination. It could be my writer’s instinct retelling the tale to my own tastes and for my own satisfaction. But to me, it’s there. It’s raw, and it’s real, and it’s a million times better than anything I’ve ever written because the smile on his gorgeous face and the muscular arms and chest and gorgeous thighs and amazing ass, in addition to the emotions shared go above and beyond anything I’ve ever been able to articulate in my writing. He’s breathtakingly beautiful and sexy and attentive, and I could watch him forever, and I definitely long for the continued opportunity to create these moments to capture on screen.
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I was lured
Posted:Jul 29, 2020 6:09 pm
Last Updated:Jul 31, 2020 6:40 pm
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He messaged me while I was at work and asked me if I was working. I was, but I saw a way clear my calendar and asked him what was up. He informed me that he found a truck he might want buy and asked if I would be willing go with him. Of course! It would be a chance for us interact with one another. We really hadn’t done much of that lately...unless we were naked. I told him I would message him when I was on the way. A little while later, I left work and provided him with my ETA. At that point he messaged me back and said he was no longer interested in the truck based on a comment from the owner but there were a couple others he was exploring. I asked if he still wanted my assistance and he said he did. I proceeded to drive to him. Two minutes from his house, I texted and said I was about to pull up. He said I should just come on in. I walked to the door and found a note that also said I should enter and that he was in the shower. Only, he wasn’t. I went into the house and heard him speak to me. I followed the sound of his voice and discovered him in the bedroom, blindfolded, naked but for a towel, and restrained in the closet doorway by his newly acquired entryway restraints. He said someone had come to the house and tied him up and then left when they heard me coming. Amused and aroused, I took in the room and saw his flogger and began my attack. I alternated flogging him with rubbing his back and then removed the towel. I flogged his beautiful backside, stroked his cock, licked, kissed, and played with his anus, and then flogged him some more. And then I crawled on the floor between his legs and sucked him to complete hardness before returning to a standing position to flog him some more. Finally, he told me he would be good if I would release him from his restraints. I did as he asked, and he climbed into the bed on all fours. I continued my ministrations of his cock and his lovely backside. Finally, I inserted my finger into his anus and began to probe him. His breathing changed. I probed deeper than I ever had before, my hand on his hip holding him in place. I began to get into a rhythm, turned on by his sounds of sexual excitement and the deeper breathing. Finally, he told me he was going to cum soon. Keeping my finger inside him, I shimmied beneath his pelvis and took his cock into my mouth again. Finally, he erupted. His salty seed pouring down my throat. He thanked me for saving him from his bondage. He said there was no telling what might have happened if I hadn’t arrived...I’m sure he’d have at least received what I gave him...only without the loving care and gentleness of my caresses.
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Give it time
Posted:Jul 25, 2020 1:15 pm
Last Updated:Jul 25, 2020 3:13 pm
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I woke up to the sound of silence this morning,

I looked at my phone, and there was no message from you

I half expected a late night text

Or an early morning good morning

One that said you were thinking of me as you made your way work

But there was nothing

I felt the sadness creeping in

Wondering when I would hear from you again

Wondering what it will take to hold your attention

Wondering why it seems like sometimes I feel you drawing ever nearer

And then others like we couldn’t be farther apart

And I told myself I wouldn’t message you

I told myself I had to give you time and space

After all, you aren’t mine

And I am not yours

And I contemplated what I could do to keep the lonely feeling at bay,

creating the list of weekend activities that focus on things that don’t relate to you

And then suddenly my phone went off

The message I was hoping for arrived

I hate to admit how delighted it made me to know I had simply woken up too early.
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Oh, hell yes!
Posted:Jul 24, 2020 6:42 pm
Last Updated:Jul 25, 2020 9:57 am
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I don’t know if you can tell this from my writing, but I’ve recently begun playing with someone. I am sure if you have been reading you don’t need me to tell you how much fun I’ve had so far. The one thing I have noticed, though, is that he’s far more of an ass man than a boob man. Indeed, he’s turned me into an ass play fiend, both giving and receiving. I did wonder briefly how I might entice him to play with the girls more, even though the play is already so incredible I hardly feel like I’m missing anything, but I apparently didn’t have to give this enticement much thought. This morning, I sent him pics of me wearing my newly acquired bra with a comment about how I knew he was more into ass than boobs, but I wanted to show it off anyway, to which he basically replied he believes I must want him to play with my tits more. Holy fuck! Amazing in bed, attentive, and a mind reader? Yes, please, play with my tits more, and I will likely do anything you want me to do with your body, and let you do anything you please with mine.
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Film at 11
Posted:Jul 22, 2020 7:34 pm
Last Updated:Jul 25, 2020 3:10 pm
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Film at 11
I was half in darkness when you came from the shower back into the bedroom. You commented that you guessed there was no point in bringing the camera out if I was going to hide. I told you I wasn’t hiding and to turn the light back on. I don’t quite know what you filmed, but the highlight reel that runs through my head is one of the sexiest imaginable. That night started with me rubbing you down and then playing with your ass and cock until you were good and teased, but you took over before you could cum. You focused on my ass, which I think featured in your video. Tongue and fingers and kisses were placed everywhere. The sounds you make never get old, and the sensations created are never less tantalizing. And then you inserted a plug. The excitement began, though when you tied me to the bed. Hand cuffs, rope, restraints, all working together to ensure teasing and pleasure. I have to say this led to one of my favorite parts of the night. I was lying on the bed, belly down, and you came around to where my face was, climbed into the bed with me, and parked yourself within my mouth’s reach of your cock. The look of pure mischief on your face is one I will not need a recording of to remember. You fed your cock to me with care, yet with enough force to show your dominance. You encouraged me to take more, and you teased me about the fact that I couldn’t use my hands. Still, you wouldn’t cum. You provided me with numerous orgasms, but you wouldn’t allow either of us the pleasure of your satisfaction. I think you were determined you’d get off from penetrating my anus, but try as you might, you weren’t able to get in. As morning came, and I had been playing with you endlessly, you asked me if I were trying to make you cum. I replied with an emphatic yes that I was was trying to make you cum, and it felt like I had been for days. “I know,” you replied “and it’s amazing.” This exchange is another of my favorite moments of the night. You are naturally cute. No effort required. But finally, you gave into the pleasure, and I could feel your release as you told me I was making you cum. The best part of the night, though, came after the sexual activity paused. We shared a bed. I dozed, you played on your phone. It was quiet companionship like we’d not experienced before. You learned how I like my coffee and showed me cars that you might like to buy. These are the moments I wouldn’t trade. They help to comprise a growing highlight reel of memories created with you. I haven’t seen the recording yet, so I don’t know what, if anything, you recorded or even saved, but I’m game to record us again and again. For if it’s something you wish to remember, too, then these recordings might be to you what my writing is to me.
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Firsts and more
Posted:Jul 22, 2020 3:52 pm
Last Updated:Jul 23, 2020 3:49 pm
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We had spent a delightful little time sitting in the hot tub. We had talked about the day’s events, about childhood experiences, about pets, and about life in the military. There had been some incidental touching, but nothing more. I wondered if you planned to make a move on me. Finally, you drew nearer and your hand found curve of my backside. My breath caught. Finally! Your rubbed my back, my buttocks, my breasts, and then between my legs, and then your fingers found their way to my clit and then inside me. And then I found your cock, hard and ready for me. You moved to sit down on the seat of the hot tub, and I came up and straddled you and then looked into your eyes. You held my stare. And then you asked me if everything was ok. I told you it was. You said you were just checking. I guess it isn’t like me to be so pensive. But here was my chance to place you inside me and ride you. A new position for us. And unless you argued, I intended to do so immediately, even if it meant without a condom, which would also be a first for us. I told you I planned to molest you. “Do you, now,” you replied. I said I would if you let me. “Oh, I’m going to let you,” you stated. I needed no further encouragement, and I maneuvered myself to come down on your hard cock. You pointed out that it wasn’t easy in the water, but I was determined. Finally, I had enough leverage to pull you inside me, and I began to grind on you. My excitement was increasing by the second. I’d longed for this. My orgasms were back to back and explosive. I told I told you I had been wanting you like this for a while now. I could have stayed up there forever, but I didn’t mind changing positions, either.

You instructed me to bend over the side of the tub, and I obliged. You entered me from behind, and I delighted in the continued presence of your cock in my pussy. There were no barriers. It was just you and me and skin and bliss. You asked me if I wanted to go inside to finish, and I said I would, but as we made our way to exit the water, your glistening backside was impossible to resist, and I smacked you and then knelt down behind you to taste you. My tongue and lips and hands found my favorite spots. Finally, we did make our way to the house and you lay down on the bed. I devoured you with my mouth like I hadn’t had you in forever. Your noises always coax me on. I delight in your reaction to all that I do to you. Finally, you commented that I must be determined to make you cum. I always am. I love knowing I’ve pleased you. But you asked me if you could cum all over my ass tonight, and I immediately raised up on hands and knees. You entered me again. Now, it was even more intense. No condoms, no water. Nothing between us at all. It didn’t take long before I could feel you pull out of me, but hardly any hot cum made it to my bottom. Most of it grazed my hair and my face and landed on the wall beyond. You stated you hadn’t expected to cum with that much force. I understand that. I’m so excited by everything about you. You asked me if I wanted you to go out and get my clothes, but I said I would go outside to where we left them to get dressed. The offer did not go unappreciated, though. The sweetness of your gestures and the excitement of our sex melt my heart and keep me wanting more and more.
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Encore, Soon, please (please, please)
Posted:Jul 17, 2020 2:40 pm
Last Updated:Jul 22, 2020 6:23 pm
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You arrived at the house. It was our first time at either of our homes. I was nervous. I feel so nervous around you, but it’s that good kind of nervousness, filled with excitement and anticipation. I told you where to take your bags, and I followed you down the hall. I sprawled across the bed, and you joined me. I felt the delicious sensation of your hand coming down on my backside. The thin material of my leggings was not much of a barrier. What a delightful way to say hello! We chatted for a few minutes, and then you asked if you could shower. I remained on the bed counting the minutes to your return. We only had a few hours before you would have to leave for work, and I wanted every minute I could get. You came back to the bed and fell in beside me. Your hands began to explore me. I was still dressed. Suddenly, you whispered in my ear “take your fucking clothes off.” We had previously talked about the idea of your being more forceful, and I exalted in every opportunity you took to do so. And while I am certain this is not what is meant by cumming on command, I believe I could just about get off by the sound of your voice alone. I was naked in no time, and you resumed your caresses. And then your mouth followed suit. I was waiting for you to kiss my lips. I wasn’t going to ask, though. I wanted you to do it on your own. I adore your mouth on mine. I adore it even more when you initiate it on your own. You didn’t let me down. You provided me with the sweetest of kisses. Our tongues danced as your hands stroked my body. It was all about me at first, and I basked in the glory of your touch. There were moments of frenzy, but there were also moments of sweet agonizing torture. I could feel you watching me. I opened my eyes to see you looking at me in the candle light. I held your stare for a moment until I worried about what you might find there. Besides, I didn’t want to over analyze what I think I see in yours when you look at me. You’re providing pleasure. I need to just enjoy it for what it is. You kissed and sucked and played with my nipples. I was only disappointed that your lips had moved so far from my mouth. But I enjoyed the slow exploration of my body, and by the time your hands and lips reached my nether region, I was desperate for you. The first of many orgasms was achieved that night. When the second or third arrived, it was with applied pressure at my neck. I think I stifled a giggle, but you heard it. “Are you laughing,” you asked incredulously. I laughed in earnest then. Your sexiness is only exceeded by the adorableness of your expressions, voice, and face. And then you ordered my hands and knees. You were behind as your tongue and fingers played down the length of again. I felt the thrill of your touch as you found my clit and then my anus with your tongue. I felt the tantalizing sting as you alternated sweet caresses with well placed spanks upon my backside. And then you came and lay down beside me. I was still raised up on my hands and knees. You watched my face as you continued to administer pleasure and the faintest sensation of pain. You told me you now understood the addictive nature of watching someone’s reaction as one flinched and twitched at various touches. It was a comment to my practice of watching you respond as I twist your nipples or spank you. I think I may have swooned. I do so delight in watching your face and body. Could you enjoy watching mine just as much?

You commented that I must have really enjoyed having my ass in the air since I stayed in that position for so long. For you? Anything. I would enjoy anything with you. Besides, you ordered me up there. What else was I to do? Finally, your touching slowed. Was it my turn to with you? You told I wasn’t allowed even try make you cum for hours. I resisted touching you too much because I knew I’d get carried away. We lay there kissing for a while, and I was comfortable and safe and happy in the crook of your arm...and then I couldn’t resist. My hand found your cock and I began to stroke you. I brought my lips down to you and began to tease. I was coaxed along by your sounds of pleasure. I had learned previously what types of touches drove you crazy, and my lips and tongue and fingers all worked together to bring you pleasure. You would allow yourself to get to the brink of ecstasy, and then you would take over again, playing with my body as I continued to tease and taste you. Finally, the time had arrived. I thought you were going to let me satisfy you, but you had a few more tricks up your sleeve. And then it was finally your turn. I drew you back into my mouth. And I could hear you tell me I was going to make you cum. Every time is like the first. It’s like you are amazed I could bring you that much pleasure. You erupted in my mouth, and I swallowed it all. Your spasms continued for what seemed like minutes, and you commented it felt like a seizure. “Damn, woman; you’re awesome” may have been the greatest compliment ever received, and I puffed up with pride. But if I brought you pleasure worthy of praise, it’s only an echo of the pleasure you first brought to me. Though I don’t think you wanted to go, you rose from the bed and showered again. We’d spent hours continuously touching each other, but it was time for you to go to wor I walked you the front door and you put your arms around and told you. I told you to do the same. Our previous visit left me wondering if I would ever hear from you again. This time, I know I will...though I fear it will never be enough.
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