gute idee..ich auch!!
"I can't say the word... I can say most words to be honest. Actually, how can I tell you the word if I can't say it?" - Mark Feehily (....just try it, Mark!!!!!)
VOTET! http://www.hellomagazine.com/vote/mostattractiveman/index.html
http://www.nationaleopinie.nl/polls/mister.php?dank=1
http://www.btyahoo.com/dma04/artist_of_the_year.html
hm...wann kommt hier was neues????
"I can't say the word... I can say most words to be honest. Actually, how can I tell you the word if I can't say it?" - Mark Feehily (....just try it, Mark!!!!!)
VOTET!
http://www.hellomagazine.com/vote/mostattractiveman/month/index.html
http://www.nationaleopinie.nl/polls/mister.php?dank=1
http://www.btyahoo.com/dma04/artist_of_the_year.html
hab was neues.. ist zwar nicht von mir (ich schreib aber gerade was )
aber die story find ich geil....
Mark walked into the bar...he was keyed up...wanting time off to himself..but wanting companionship as well. He'd never been into this part of town before while touring..he'd had a hard day of promotion, coupled with an exhausting rehearsal...and the last people he wanted to be around now that he was officially OFF "Westlife" time were the rest of the lads...he meant no offense..for he was sure each of them had at one time or another felt the exact same way he did right now...but he just needed his space...needed to relax and breathe..not be "Mark Westlife"..only Mark Feehily.......................
She looked up from her travel catalogue as the door opened from the outside..the light from outside made it hard to distinguish the features of the man that walked in and let the door jangle shut behind him..but for some reason...she didn't look back down at her brochure...something about him....about the way he moved...made her want to see him up close...wondered what he looked like. She could tell from where she sat that he was quite tall and well built...and he moved with a casual air...confident...and she found that sexy.
She had just arrived in the city...a quiet vacation all alone..away from friends, family and demanding job. It was a new experience, traveling alone...but a welcome one..and she felt a bit reckless...carefree...ready to do things she'd never done before.
He walked up to the bar and caught a stool...sinking down onto it and ordering a beer. Looking into the mirror behind the bar, he saw her...looked away...then back again. Her eyes were on him..studying him...he'd felt her eyes from the moment he stepped into the bar...and now he met her gaze and held it. The bartender set his beer in front of him and he picked up the mug and took a long pull of the cool, strong ale. Sighing, he sat it down in front of him and glanced up again..only she wasn't there this time...and his eyes darted left and then right...looking for her, not wanting to be obvious. On his left, he was aware someone had taken a seat...the bar wasn't very crowded..he hadn't heard the door open from the outside and he slowly turned back toward the bar and saw that she now wat on his left. He smiled...she'd caught him offguard...and he realized he'd wanted her to come to him....all the time.....
She had no idea why she had moved so quickly on him...other than he was breathtaking to look at. When he'd caught her eye in the mirror behind the bar, it had taken everything in her not to gasp...cover her mouth in surprise...or look away....for he was gorgeous. She could tell right away that he was perhaps a few years younger than she was...she found she didn't care at all. His hair was dark, glossy, thick....his eyes a brilliant deep blue and long lashed...his lips were full and red...ripe...and when he had smiled just now..she'd nearly moaned...for two deep dimples appeared on either side of that lush, erotic mouth...and she felt her body grow warm. She let her eyes wander him....to his chest...his tummy...his legs....she had been right on her first assessment..he was nicely built...and she shifted on the stool, uncrossed her legs....and crossed her left over her right..watching him take in the view she offered him.
She was lovely...her hair a dark auburn...long and wavy and she wore it loose...he found he almost lifted his hand to run them through the silken weight of it..and had to restrain himself to keep them wrapped around the cold mug. Her eyes were deep green...her skin lightly tanned...and his gaze slipped to her lips...a deep perfect shade of pink...she smiled and he saw even white teeth reflected against her skin. She wore a tiny pink spaghetti strapped top and a short, stretch black mini skirt that hugged her hips. His eyes had slipped past her breasts..he wanted to catch them on his way back up her body..for now he was enticed by her tanned thighs, her skirt had ridden up them and he swallowed and looked down to her gorgeous calves and then to her sandaled feet. He took his time going back up her body...and found, at last, his stopping point...her full, ripe breasts....and he felt himself grow hard at once.
She let him take his time looking at her....she was enjoying it...and she could certainly look at him for as long as he was looking at her. He had reached her eyes now and he smiled again...her heart beat quickened and she reached over and placed on of her hands over his own around the mug. He let her move the mug toward her...keeping his hand wrapped inside hers...and watched as she took it to her mouth and tipped it back...closing her eyes and taking a sip. He made a low sound in the back of his throat...and watched as she lowered the mug, licked her lips, and opened her eyes...a slow smile spreading across her face. She uncrossed her legs slowly...taking her time..letting his eyes drop to her lap...and then stood.
He watched as she displayed more leg than he thought was humanly possible in a skirt...then let her stand beside of him...her hand still on his...still wrapped around the mug. "I'm in the first hotel up the street on the right...room 650.....", she whispered in a low, husky voice near his ear and with a squeeze to his thigh...she turned, smiled...and made her way out the door.
Mark sat there...his heart thudding in his chest...so hard that he ached with it...but he let her go...finished his beer....and sat for perhaps another ten minutes. Paying his tab, he got up and walked out the door..and up the street...he'd known all along he would go...how could he not?
She kicked off her sandals and padded barefoot around the room...prowling...wishing she had just asked him to come...or even forced him too...and she was almost on the verge of leaving the room to go back to the bar and get him when she heard a knock on her door. Looking up..she ran for the door..but stopped..took a breath...and smoothing her skirt...opened the door. And there he stood....tall, dark, and gorgeous....smiling.
She was even more beautiful than ten minutes ago...his fevered mind knew only of one thing..and that was the fact that he wanted her more than anything he'd ever wanted in his life. She looked like a wild child...all tumbled hair and big eyes...and he stepped into the room and shut the door behind him...reaching back to lock it.
She walked backward...toward the bed...him following her step for step. Reaching back, she felt for the edge of the bed and sank down on it..sitting there..spreading her legs just the tiniest bit...wanting him to peek and want more. His hands went to her her hair..he'd wanted to pull his fingers through it as soon as she had sat next to him in the bar...and now he did. She lay her head back and let him run his hands through her hair..and he couldn't help but notice how her breasts pushed out toward him as she leaned back on the bed. She eased her feet up onto the mattress and pushed her knees gently apart..and heard his sharp intake of breath...he wanted her..of that she was sure....
God! but she was making him wild...making him want.. making him need and he pushed her back on the bed....putting a knee between her legs...pushing her apart for him. She opened her eyes and shook her head gently side to side and he frowned..confused. "You first...", she spoke softly and scrambled around on the bed, getting off it and kneeling in front of him. He toed of his sneakers..and she pulled each sock off...then looking at him, she unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down..grabbing his simple Calvin Klein boxers on the way down....averting her eyes from his massive erection. He kicked off his pants..and let his hands return to her hair...and she gently grabbed his hips and pushed him back onto the bed to sit. Her hands went up under his shirt...and she moved them back and began to unbutton each button...taking her time. At last the shirt was unfastened and he shrugged it off and looked at her.
Running one finger inside her strap, he pulled on it and then reached to the bottom of the shirt and pulled it over her head and off..in one quick move...his eyes feasted on her breasts and he moved his hands to them...squeezing them...making her close her eyes and bite her lip. His fingers moved slowly against the hardening nipples...and she began to moan. Opening her eyes...she moved his hands away...and took him in one hand...lowering her head to the glistening head..and she let her tongue roll over it...hearing his breath catch...feeling his hips arch up off the bed to meet her mouth. She pushed him gently back down...and sucked him...firmly...taking her time...licking him...sucking him...kissing around him...and then taking him all the way back down until she heard a succession of moans escaping him....and his hands tangling tighter and tighter in her hair....but she felt an urgent need to have him inside of her...so she stopped...heard his whimper of frustration..and climbed up into his lap quickly.
He wanted to come...he'd been so damned close..she'd worked magic with that fucking mouth of hers and he was on the cusp...then she'd stopped....and now..oh now...yes now...she was sitting on his lap..her arms around his neck..her breasts in his face..and as his lips caught a nipple...and sucked hungrily..his hands were pushing her short skirt up....and feeling underneath her..he caught his breath...for she wore no panties...he only felt slick, wet, hot skin against his fingers..and he picked her up and sat her back down on top of him...hearing her cry out as he entered her. "Christ!", he cried out...she was tight...wet...hot...and he felt her begin to move on him...riding him...riding hard. His hands stayed on her hips..he wanted to feel the movement of them beneath his hands...but he felt himself moving toward a release....and he thrust himself up into her with one loud cry just as she grabbed him..held him...and came as well........
He lay back on the bed...spent..his body wet with sweat....his breath coming quick...and he pulled her down with him...his fingers brushing through her hair. She lay there...listening to his heart beat against her ear...catching her breath...her fingers idly playing with his nipples.
"Are you in town long?, he asked finally. She raised up off him....ran a finger down his cheek..and sighed..."only for a couple more days...", she smiled. "Good..that's plenty time for what I have in mind..", he chuckled and she looked down at him. "And what would that be?", she asked..a smile playing about the corners of her mouth. "Oh...don't you worry about that...you'll see.................", he smiled.
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ähm..wie siehtn das jetz hier aus? schreibt noch irgendwer? kommt da nochma was? oder is überhaupt noch interesse hier?!?
also wenn keiner was will dann können wir ja alles für uns behalten.....ne kathi?!
It´s about a guy that´s been fooled again and he can´t believe that he´s the fool again cos he was the fool before and now he´s the fool again... (Mark talking ´bout...guess it....of course Fool Again )
Nee nee! postet mal shane
Zitat: Beauty83
Nee nee! postet mal shane nööö
Oooch büdde büdde! Lesen will
Zitat: Beauty83
Oooch büdde büdde! Lesen willhihi... snu...bald ham wir sie soweit...lol..nee scherz natürlich!!!
erm ma schaun...sind noch bei den produktionsarbeiten...
aber es entwickelt sich etwas..soviel isklar...
aber du kannst ja auch mal nachschub von deiner story rüberwandern lassen....
außerdem..is dat überhaupt gut, wenn wir hier sowas posten?! kommt ja echt jeder ran...hier steht zwar schon sowat...aber...hmmm..
Zitat: snoops
Zitat: Beauty83
Oooch büdde büdde! Lesen willhihi... snu...bald ham wir sie soweit...lol..nee scherz natürlich!!!
erm ma schaun...sind noch bei den produktionsarbeiten...
aber es entwickelt sich etwas..soviel isklar...
aber du kannst ja auch mal nachschub von deiner story rüberwandern lassen....
außerdem..is dat überhaupt gut, wenn wir hier sowas posten?! kommt ja echt jeder ran...hier steht zwar schon sowat...aber...hmmm..kriegste etwa zweifel?????
hattest doch vorher auch net......
jo die produktionsarbeiten laufen ganz gut.....
It´s about a guy that´s been fooled again and he can´t believe that he´s the fool again cos he was the fool before and now he´s the fool again... (Mark talking ´bout...guess it....of course Fool Again )