Moose907l's Blog

I penned this sometime back but thought maybe I’d post it as a blog.

Summertime here (in Alaska) is so busy. Going outside here while the air is warm and the days are long is such an enjoyable act all of its own. The sun stays up so long it’s not unusual to be sitting, visiting with friends and suddenly realize it’s almost 1 A.M. (after all, the sun is still up, it can’t be that late. Can it?)

Sharon is pestering me to come down for a visit so I need to be getting some dates down on paper I suppose. Sharon is my dearest and closest friend and lives in Anchorage. I think she’s a year older than me but at this age, who’s counting. We’ve been friends for a great many years and would probably live together if we could agree on “where”. I like going down to Anchorage (about 400 miles) to visit and shop and have fun (oh yes... the HAVE FUN part) but there are so many people and I really don’t like the feeling of being crowded. Consequently, I only go down 5 or 6 times a year. Sharon thinks I live in a deep freeze and generally finds reasons to not come up here to visit. That’s probably OK by me.

She has never married and I always thought that she may be “bi” but was never really sure. I know she dated while at uni but I don’t believe she’s been with a man now for 40 or 50 years (that I’m aware of anyway). On a shopping trip a couple of years ago I was staying at her place (and we were partying - think two 70+ year old ladies) with her and again it struck me that she never married and seemingly never dated. She’s bi although leaning more towards woman. So many of our evenings consisted of eating out, rich food and having fun and it all resulted in a mild case of constipation for me the night before I was supposed to leave to come home. We were watching some program on TV and I was squirming around on the couch trying to get comfortable. She asked me a couple of times “What’s wrong” and I wouldn’t admit to anything but eventually she nailed it and asked me “When was the last time you had a good bowel movement?” It had been a couple of days and it was her diagnosis that I needed a nice warm enema. Go get your jammies on and come to the bathroom. “No! That’s OK, I’ll take care of it when I get home tomorrow.”

Well, she’d have non of that. “We’ve been friends for too many years. Go, and meet me in the bathroom and you can get a good nights sleep before for you have to leave in the morning.” Alright, I knew she was right and really I was in no condition to spend a day getting home feeling like that. I put on my jammies and went up the hall to the bathroom and there she was, red bag on the towel rack, a fluffy towel on the floor and a big smile. “This will make you feel so much better.”

I got down on the floor with my butt up in the air and she opened my cheeks with one hand as she applied coconut oil to my opening with the other. She was so very gentle inserting a finger and then the nozzle. When she started the flow it was so slow I could hardly feel it. The warm water flowed so slowly and all the time she had one hand rubbing my back and her other hand underneath massaging my poor hanging tummy. It felt so good to be ministered to. There were a few times her hand got really low and it felt as if she were massaging my lips. I didn’t object and the water continued to trickle in. At one point she was cupping one of my sagging titties and I thought I could have an orgasm if this continues.

Soon enough the bag was empty and she removed the nozzle but continued to rub my tummy from underneath. Eventually she asked if I was ready to get up on the “throne” and let it all out. There wasn’t all that much water in the bag to begin with and having done it’s work, it “all” came out and that’s all you need to know about that part.

When I was through, she returned with a cup of hot tea and helped me to my bedroom. She was the real “mother hen” fluffing my pillow and seeing to me being all tucked in but had me finish the tea before she turned out my light.

In the “way back times” a mother's answer to any kind of a digestive tract distress was an enema. Given for “medical” purposes it’s not meant to be sensual but Sharon only used half the normal amount of water and took 10 or 15 minutes to administer. Don’t mean to gross you out but if you’ve never had an administration like that, it feels absolutely wonderful. So slow, so warm and especially with the touching!

In the morning as I was headed down the hall to the loo I passed her open bedroom door and she asked me to come back when I was done. Walking back into her bedroom she flipped back the covers and said “Crawl in here for a few minutes.” As I did I caught a look at her exposed breast through an open jammie top. She’s pretty much like me, near 80 year old titties that don’t have much to them anymore except feeling! We talked for a minute and she said she hoped some of her touches last night had not been “inappropriate” but that she had noticed that my mound was smooth. Yes it is! Some more questions and then could she touch me again to feel the smoothness. “Oh Yes!” Her hand snaked its way under my waistband and further down to glide across the smoothness to my lips. “Oh my!” was her observation. “How long have you been smooth like that?” “Several years! It makes me feel not quite so old.” Within 10 minutes we were like old lovers touching and holding and “probing”. Now when I go down to visit, we just stay in the “guest room” since it has all manner of things and toys since we have discovered each other. So, that’s my Lady Lover! It’s too bad we only see each other a few weeks a year but maybe it’s better this way. The excitement really builds.

When I’m at home alone, I can be naked if I want to and lay on the couch in front of the big front window and play (be naughty). I have a small rechargeable vibrator that looks like a small stage performers microphone. One leg up on the back of the couch and the other foot on the floor. Blue sky out the window with a thousand green trees and a howling orgasm inside.

And that’s the way it is (sometimes) on the Frozen Frontier.

"Going to Kansas City". Wilbert Harrison sang about going to Kansas City back in 1959. Does anyone even REMEMBER Wilbert Harrison? Kansas City is still there but the Billboard #1 song is long forgotten.
Family duties being as they are, I spent some time there this summer. Not really sure about the "Crazy little woman there" but I definitely didn't "Get me one".
With family and kids bustling around there was never any real private time to just sit and relax/write.
Consequently, no postings and very little time to just "catch up" on our favorite website. There were several times that I'd get that "special itch" in that "special spot" and have to settle for just squirming around enough to placate the needs.
Getting home last week I could hardly wait to get to the shower and my toys. The stretching and opening felt so good under the cascading water and then under the covers, I was ready. I really want to get back down to Anchorage and spend some time with my friend but it won't happen anytime real soon. Now THAT'S a trip that I'm ready for.
I think I'm ready for a new toy as well and mail-order is the ONLY way to get something like that here. There are so many different sizes and styles (a horse?). Between the customer comments on size and materials and smell, etc, something as simple as ordering a dildo becomes a real decision. I think I'm leaning towards one that's called "Lean Luke". It sounds like a good compromise and I think I'm ready to be a little more adventurous. I'm always ready for recommendations so let me know if you have any thoughts on the subject.
I am "so ready" to expand my "horizons" as well as my "pleasure center."

Six AM! What a magical time. The sky here is always such a deep blue but in the early morning like this, when the sun has already been up for a few hours, there is such an ethereal quality to it. It's beautiful. But we also know that the sun is coming up three minutes later every day and going down three minutes earlier as we have tipped past the summer solstice and head once again towards the cold of yet another winter.
Traveling and visiting with friends and family is nice but there's never any "me-time". I am so glad to be home again. Being home again lets me be back into my older Alaska Lady self. I've made up for lost time however with my little toy. It feels so good moving in and out while I lay on my tummy. I do fantasize for my coaches touch though. To lay on my tummy with legs spread as far apart as possible and have her sit there in between.
What things would she do for me/to me? It would feel so good if she'd put her hands on my cheeks and spread them wide. Let the cool air wash over my tiny hole as my lips separate and open for her gaze. I think I could come very close to getting off with just having her look at me and talk while she holds me open.

Hope everyone had a nice Memorial Day. There have been so many that have given so much. The worst of men must fight and the best of men must die! Lyrics from an old song.
My dad was in WWII, my brother in Korea and my children in whatever "conflict" was in vogue at the moment. Thank you all.
Spring is here and the urge to commit intimacies with someone. It's way to late to be dominated by an "older woman"! Hell, I'm up for being dominated by just about anyone in a dress. I've become able to use my plug "at will" and it feels so good slipping in and out through the opening. It's just about an everyday pattern now. Sometimes in the morning shower and if I take a bath in the evening it's a given. The very best time (I think) is when I write to my special eCoach in New Jersey in the early morning. To just ease it in and out while I write feels heavenly. Given the "topic of the day" (you can guess), I'm really ready by the the I hit the SEND button. Going back down to Anchorage in a few weeks to visit and I can't wait. We've just discovered our "common interest" and she says she really has a toy collection.
In the meantime, while the grass turns green and the sun is higher everyday, enjoy yourselves and have some fun!

The onset of warm weather. What a wonderful weekend! Felt so good in the shower this morning I decided to touch up my pussy mound so a little shaving cream and two minutes and I'm back to being all smooth. I like to think that I look much younger there being smooth like that. Spring here now and with the warmer weather, a full skirt and no panties feels so "naughty" when I go shopping. I like to think that the woman that I pass in the grocery store would think it "scandalous" that I would be "out in public" with no underwear and doubly so that my pussy would be as smooth as a "whatever". And then there's always the ones that smile and nod in reply who might just be "the one". The ones who might (just might) beg me to let them bury their face in my crotch because their pussy is smooth as well and we'd wind up in a wild 69 back at their place.
Ah, the images we can come up with! My body always feel so alive with the return of the sun. Sun rising now before 4 AM and doesn't go down again till almost 10. It was up to 75 this weekend. We've gained an average of one degree a day for the last three months. Warm this weekend but three months ago we were well below "0" for daytime highs.
Hope spring is treating you well. And if it's not, maybe you should think about treating yourself!

Wow! Time really gets away from ya doesn't it? In the winter (January) our sun finally peeks over the horizon about 10 and is down again by 3. These days the sun is up at 5:30 and doesn't set until 10:30. In another 6 weeks the sun will be up about 3 and won't set until just after midnight ( and it's really light all night). So many chores and things to do now. We still have a small patch of snow by the back deck but I think it'll be gone by Sunday.
I'll tell ya that me and my plug have gotten to be good friends. With a little of the coconut lube it slips in quite nicely and a little stroking produces some strong feelings between the legs. I've gone so far as to lick it a few times afterwards. I think I taste pretty good for an old woman (who's having more and more young feelings). I generally wear it into the shower in the morning. I can squeeze down on it as I walk and hold it in place. "Look ma, no hands!"
I think about being with another woman when I shower. I've gotten to the point that I usually pee while I shower any more. I used to make sure I had that taken care of beforehand but not any more. This morning I pulled up on my lips rather strongly and opened up enough to shoot a clear stream against the wall. Was able to hold the lips up and open with one hand so I could feel the warmth of the stream with my other hand. I'd like to do that. I'd like to feel the warmth of another's stream on my hand and cascading down my leg.
Have talked with my friend in Anchorage a few times since my visit She says she has a nice assortment of toys we can try out when I go back to visit (oh the things we might have done if we'd only known). And she knows a shop that has a lady owner. That's where she goes to shop.
It's 7 in the evening now but the sun is still 3 and a half hours from going down. Speaking of going down, how I'd love that.
Bedtime soon and I'll be playing with my plug!
Have fun!

Spring is HERE! The road crews have begun sweeping up the accumulated gravel from the 7 months of winter. The trees haven't started to bud yet but that's gonna happen really soon. Our snowshoe rabbit looks really funny. Most of the snow is gone from the flat ground and so the ground is... well, ground color. BUT, our resident rabbit is just starting to change out of his winter white. He really stands out against the brown. He lives under our back deck in the winter months.
After last week, I really miss my friend down in Anchorage. Things were starting to heat up so well. Another day and I'd have wanted to bury my face in her pussy. No, not another day, I was ready the other morning when we had to get ready to go to the airport. It just took a few days of visiting I think for each of us to size up the situation. Two old friends (ready but not gettin' any), unsure of the situation and not wanting to upset an old friendship. I think if I could have broken the ice a little differently, we would have spent the night in bed together. A feigned mild case of constipation was all I could think of to get things started. It was sweet of her to "take care of my needs" and then insure that I was warm and comfortable after the enema and to let me sleep. I would have slept even better if I could have been against her warm breast. Judging from the other morning, her tits are about the same as mine. Not so full anymore, a little saggy but seemed to have a really pronounced nipple. I could have really gotten a good nights sleep with my lips against her warmth and probably my hand between her legs (to start with anyway).
I seem to be making some nice progress with my plug toy. It's time to get started with the day so I'll let you go for now. Hope everyone had a nice weekend and were able to fulfill some of your own "personal desires". Love like there's no tomorrow!

Really thought that spring might have arrived. However, it's only half past April and this IS Alaska. Woke up Saturday morning to 4" of new snow and it came down all day. Heavy wet stuff! The road (1/4 mile) out to the paved road was heavily rutted to begin with and now with the wet sloppy stuff, my 4wd was almost a necessity. Ugh!!
My friend and I have had so much fun over the weekend. Shopping, visiting and just going places. Evenings have been sitting around ignoring whatever was on the TV and talking about EVERYTHING! I think she might have girl/girl leanings but it's so hard to tell. We've been friends for years and I know she doesn't date or have any close male "friends". At one point getting close to midnight last night we were sitting in the glow of the TV and I had this urge to just come out and say "Tell me, do you eat pussy?" Well, you know I didn't but it seemed like the vibes were almost there.
When I was having tummy problems the other night I thought it would be wonderful if she would have suggested an enema. Yeah, I'd have let her slide that nozzle into my rosebud. Well, that didn't happen either but it's been a few days of high fantasy thinking. I was better the next morning.
I need to be getting dressed. A few more things to explore today (no not her LOL) and I have to go home tomorrow.
Pray for warmer temperatures. The snow has been on the ground since early October, it's time for it to go AWAY!
(It would be so nice to have a last evening here of HIGH EXCITEMENT). Yeah, and it would be nice if I lived in a warmer climate too.

Down in the "big town" (such as it is). Flew down to Anchorage yesterday to visit an old friend for a few days and get some shopping done. We don't have a great selection of stores up home so this is really a treat.
Warm down here (high 40s) but the wind is quite strong. It was about 18 when I left the house yesterday. The temp here is nice but the wind makes it miserable!
Spent last night in a hotel (thought I was going to have several nights of quiet privacy) but she pitched a small fit so I'll be at her place for a few days. I was looking forward to some nice quiet time with myself but this arrangement may pay dividends, who knows. We're both in our 70s and she could never "find the right man".
She thinks I'm sitting here now writing a note to another friend. Maybe I'll "let on" about NGN. Anyway, it's getting late and time for a little curled up "girl talk" before bed.
Enjoy yourselves and of course, "shop till ya drop".
M

Finally... The little plug toy that I've been playing with for the last two weeks finally made it home last night. A nice hot bath to relax and get everything "purring" and then into bed with some of my coconut lotion in the right places.
Just like every other night of "play", I started with the up and down between my lips and then added a little in and out like always. Just like always, it went in a little but but it still hurt if I pushed too hard. I have been thinking that each night I could get a little further and apparently I was right. Pushing a little harder (no pain, no gain LOL) and it started to hurt a little like always but all of a sudden it must have passed that "ring" because it just went in on its own another half inch and my pussy just clamped down on it. It's in, it's in! The base was pulled all the way up tight against my lips. It hurt just a little but it felt sooo good. I felt so full (kind of like that first time in the pool house). Then it took a little tugging to get it out again. I guess my body was just responding "You wanted me to have this and now you want to take it out again." I stroked it a couple of times (that felt good) but the hurt was back. I think it'll be better next time, and you KNOW there will be a next time. I'm quite proud of what I've accomplished. And now, to keep "exercising". Just like McDonalds...... I'm lovin' it!
Stay warm and have fun. And to that special Pat, "Sounds like it was quite a weekend"!