Followers help?

I used to be able to access other writers' blogs from the "Follower" link, but now it only shows what blogs they are following. Is there a way to access your blogs? I know for certain that six of my followers have blogs that I used to be able to access. Anyone have any idea for me? Thanks! :)

Souls and Lips

"Soul meets soul on lovers' lips."  ~Percy Bysshe Shelley

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His fingers entwined with her coppery locks as he gently tilted her head back to gaze into the stormy depths of her eyes. Her heartbeat kicked up a notch and she swallowed a small lump in the back of her throat. She anticipated what was coming, but wasn't sure she was prepared. It had been over a year since she'd had any physical contact with a man.

Butterflies had fluttered in her tummy at the first gentle press of lips a few weeks ago. Those other two kisses had been quick and tentative. But something in her told her this would be on a totally different level. He lowered his head to her forehead and held there a moment before brushing her lips with his. Her eyelids flew open at the tingling sensation as she kissed back, her arms automatically winding up around his neck.

Try as she may, she could no longer keep romantic notions and images at bay and indulged herself, much as she indulged herself in the kiss. She was right, she was not at all prepared! His body heat wrapped her body as the kiss wrapped her soul. She stood on tiptoes for better access. One hand remained cradling her head, while the other had dropped down to the small of her back, pulling her in and bringing her closer. The touch of his hand on her skin sent little tingles throughout her body. She caressed his cheek and sipped kisses from him, parting her lips slightly.

He responded with a murmur of approval and tilted her head further, deepening the kiss. She swam in the sensations. She felt a lightening in her chest, as her heart chakra opened up a fraction more, allowing positive emotions and thoughts in. They paused mid-kiss to come up for a breath of air, not letting go of each other.

He lowered his head to her neck and breathed deeply, dropping a small kiss there. She brought his lips back to hers and nuzzled his nose in an eskimo kiss. He remarked that her nose was cold and pink and she snuggled closer to his teddybear warmth, saying she was already starting to warm up. His fingers brushed against the side of her breast, a feather light touch as she resumed the kiss.

The intensity was never forced and there was nothing hurried, nor frantic; no tonsil hockey here. With most men, you gave them an inch; softening your lips, and they'd take a mile; rushing in clumsily. Or the other scenario, you'd initiate the kiss and in their enthusiasm they'd end up ruining the moment. Not so with him.

She half expected him to sweep her up off her feet and carry her away. But it was two in the morning and he had a long drive ahead of him. He did tell her that she could kick him out at any time. Right, like she really wanted to do that.

They broke off and left the screened-in room, peeking up at the sky, which had cleared of rain. Stars could be seen and while she was gazing up at them, he drew her in and snuck another kiss much to her delight. She giggled and kissed back and reluctantly pushed him away, reminding him of the hour and drive ahead. He responded with something clever about the illusion of time - which earned him another kiss. She shook her head with a smile on her face. They said goodnight.

She licked her lips. They still tingled as she went back in the house, her face flushed and body humming: Reveling in the knowledge she had never been kissed quite like that before.


And that was how a real man kissed a woman.


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"There's just something about kissing with your whole body. It becomes more than a kiss. It becomes a dance. It becomes a song. It becomes a moment. It transcends and elevates your vibration. A kiss can touch the soul and awaken you. A kiss can heal." ~LunaEllaAldora

His kisses heal me.

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I just wanted to take a moment to Welcome those I have not welcomed to my blog. Thank for you reading, following, and participating.  Enjoy my blog and my stories and please share your own!  I appreciate all of the feedback on my Nude Day entry ~Lavender and Love~.

I'm sorry I've been negligent on updating the blog.  Summer is a busy time!  I just got back from a week-long visit with family and my newborn nephew.  He's two weeks old and oh-so-adorable!

~*Lavender and Love*~ is getting wonderful feedback

 

I can't believe the incredible reception that ~*Lavender and Love*~ has already gotten! People are sharing their own stories with me, which I think is a cathartic and healing thing.  I am sure the inspiration of the story would be happy knowing her story is touching lives. I know it has touched mine while I wrote it.

Just yesterday, a Literature Professor that I had in college expressed interest in sharing the story with her Disability and Literature Class. What an incredible honor that would be!

Here is some feedback.

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"This story hit so close to what is happening with a friend that I can see her and myself as the characters. There is absolutely no way to thank you for sharing this.....
Best of luck in the contest." ~TF

"I loved the story was very touching. You did an excellent job with a very sensitive subject I wish you the best of luck with the contest My only wish it Literotica had more then five stars so I could give you a more befitting vote on your story
Thank you for posting" ~DE

"A sweet story with a theme that is always present in real life. It sometimes takes the worst before we appreciate the best, which may be in front of us all the time. Best of luck in the contest." ~NR

"I'm just passing the one year mark of healing from an accident that has changed my life...there is beauty in and around us, no matter what befalls us, it's there.
A beautiful story" ~Anonymous

"Wow. Just wow. That was a remarkable tale. You did an excellent job of showing Caressa's pain and her fight to become a woman again. I will definitively look for more stories from Luna." ~KN

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I'm excited by the response and so appreciative of feedback. 

Enjoy!

~Luna

~*Lavender and Love*~ Nude Day Contest Entry

My Literotica, "Nude Day Contest" entry has posted!  Please Read, Vote, and Comment. :)

Winners will be announced on July 23rd. 

~*Lavender and Love*~

Can she accept her body to embrace Healing, Wholeness, Love? 


http://www.literotica.com/s/lavender-and-love

Enjoy and Thank You! :)

Nude Day story complete!

Wheee! Nude Day Entry: 15,950 words.  Raw, unedited, but done.  This one was truly a labor of love and had me on a roller coaster of emotions: From the moment I started writing it, through the frustrations, insecurities, pain, moments of healing and acceptance and love, to realizing I was writing someone's story.

I hope I have honored her and the message comes through clearly.

Sex on the brain: Orgasms unlock altered consciousness

Sex on the brain: Orgasms unlock altered consciousness

I'm sharing this link that I saw on Literotica's Facebook Page:

My response was this:

Intriguing article. Most definitely possible. It can cause out-of-body experiences. Those kinds of shift in consciousness can improve pain. As a chronic pain sufferer, I can attest to the endorphin release and easing of pain during stimulation and/or orgasm. Whether it's solo or with a partner. But to be truthful? Nothing to me is more stimulating than words and it makes sense that the power of imagination and ability to fantasize would evoke those responses.

It certainly does in my case; sometimes even stronger than touch (especially when touch isn't always possible). Thank goodness for the imagination, in those cases! :) I explore this shift in consciousness in some of my stories and take it to another level in my shifter/paranormal tale: "Shifting Illuminations"

Nude Day story portion

I still have a couple of weeks to finish this story before the contest opens. I'm at 12,000 words. Here's a little sampling. This just sets the theme up. Enjoy!

“Hmm what? I know that tone. I don't like that tone.” She wagged her pointer finger at him.

“What tone are you referring to?” He whistled innocently.

“That tone of mischief.” She squinted her eyes giving him “the look”.

“Moi?” Pointing to himself with his thumb, he slid the panties back off her leg.

“Yes. Now, what is the hmm?” She held on to his arms, watching the panties disappear into his pocket.

“Oh nothing. It's just, today is July 14^th.” He stated like she would know what that meant.

“Yeah, so? It's hot out. It's summer. We just had 4^th of July. Your point?” Caressa rolled her eyes, as she grabbed at the panties sticking out of his pocket.


“What do you think you are doing with these?” She grabbed again but he dodged her.

“Well, July 14^th is a holiday too. It's National Nude Day.” He told her, holding her wrist and stuffing the panties back into the pocket.

“Yeah right.” She laughed uncomfortably. “Those are mine.”

“I'm serious. It's sorta unofficial, but it is said that it started over in New Zealand and a lot of people observe it as a way to honor and worship the beauty of the human body.” He explained. “But don't quote me on that.  I partook in National Nude Day in college.”

“Omg! Cameron, were you a streaker?” She gazed at him, incredulously, worried for her panties.

“I might have been: in the past.” He smiled widely. “I know these are yours. I'm just keeping them safe so you don't lose them again.” A wicked gleam glimmered in his eyes.

“I never knew.” Her jaw dropped open.

“There's a lot you don't know about me.” He said quietly as he tapped the tip of her nose with his finger. “I was a bit of a nudist back then.”

“Um.” She couldn't think of what to say to that shocking bit of news. “ She snapped her mouth shut.

“Anyway, I'm a grown man now.” He tried to convince them both which caused a giggle to escape her tightly pressed lips.

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