I reach for your desire with gentle touch. My fingers searching the moist message of your imminent groan. I stiffen in rapt bliss at the arch of your back as you open for me to the touch of bliss. I am cocooned in the warm glow of your absolute need for me. I slowly become…
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drifting in black and white
As I write, I wonder at the fuck of you and I am insanely aroused. I picture you lying there, tiny beads of sweat forming on your body contoured by light splaying across you. I picture your legs parting and your eyes shuddering closed as your body remembers my touch through the echo of your fingertips….
silent desire
Depriving you of sight in a silent yet warm room. Your wrists gently secured as caresses wash over you as if the breeze. A single drop of your moisture running down your thigh solicits a moan from deep inside me
My surprise
“hmm…you better restrain your thoughts, or else you’ll have your hands full” she said my mind quivered “restraint, hands full….” I groaned aloud to which she replied “glad it wasn’t wasted on you” “so how about that chair?” she said pointing to the antique faded armchair “restrained, blindfolded, lips nuzzling” I am bound to the…
preperation for my desire
I fantasize about you wanting me. Deeply. I need to know you need me. Really need me. Show me. Show me how much I am wanted, how much I turn you on. I will respond, I will respond through deep groaning arousal, I will respond with hunger, with desire, with a lust in my eyes…
Sweet Interlude
not written by me, but by the fabulous miss P. I keep having these pictures in my head about going down on my hands and knees in front of you Unzipping you Drawing you out Touching and exploring you Feeling you get hard Tracing the contours of your body The velvet softness of your skin…
Dining Out
I live to fulfil your fantasies. I am under the table in the restaurant. The white table cloth forming a cocoon, hiding me. I gaze longingly from your slender black stiletto heel, up the sheer silk of the vintage stocking along the elegance of your calf. I part your knees gently, noticing an initial tremor,…
I want to be your erotic muse Part 1.
Hips swaying to a rhythm beyond my grasp, I watch in rapt fascination. My arousal stretching to unknown places. The sinuous controlled dance, burning a connection from your gaze. Your eyes somehow never left mine. At once utterly connected and somehow coy, I am utterly spellbound. My hardness pushing at the seam of my jeans….
awakening
In my deep sleep I feel the silken tendrils of you sex envelop my languid body. My heat inflames and in the distance I hear a moan that sounds my own. The heat of your mouth enveloping my hardening cock becomes reality. I feel consumed in your intimate embrace. The feeling subsides as I imagine…
