Practising Bluntness

Practising Bluntness
Feb
19

Practising Bluntness

My gorgeous, shy thing is taking a shower, I lie on the couch thinking, if she was not so reserved, I would be taking her now in the shower, from behind, imagining her sensually pressed against the glass.

I see you approach, moist, nymph like, Are you wilfully staring at me I wonder? So unlike you. Your sex is glistening, I want to take you desperately, hard and relentlessly, but I know how shy you are and don’t want to risk losing you. I suddenly hear your voice


“I want to fuck you.”

Oh god I think I feel so alive

You stand in front of me and I realise how impossibly turned on I am, how you have made fantasy alive, I feel the tug of ache and need.

your wet sexy hair covers your breasts partially, seductively. Impossibly you unbuckle me and tug my pants down and work your way slowly, wilfully on top of me! fuck you are hot!

You grind against my need, and I feel harder, my need heightened, I see your tongue snake onto your lips, I fall into a kiss full of sensual tongue , I am captive in the relentless wilfulness of your sexual gaze.

“I want to fuck you.” you repeat, the word “fuck” dripping with lust. I cant believe how arousing your unprecedented bluntness is, or how arousing it feels. What has come over you? I see the hot need flush on your chest, on your cheeks, but mostly in your eyes. Are you using me for your pleasure? oh yes I think as your hand guides my hard hungry cock into you as you use  your hand on my shoulder to steady yourself slowly easing down on me in ecstasy.

Shocked by your dominance into uncharacteristic, joyful submission, I writhe in the pleasure of you in needy control.

a soft sigh escapes my pleasure wracked body and a coy smile covers your beautiful face. I see the pleasure in your eyes as your tight pussy envelops my pulsing thickness. As I ache for release a sigh escapes your soul, joy fills your eyes as you press down seemingly taking me impossibly deep into you, as your body presses downward, both hands now on my shoulders. You grind fast now, your head rolling in bliss as you begin to grind hard onto me, guiding me to your deepest pleasure. I feel you begin to draw close. I mercilessly grab your hips so I don’t slip even a tiny bit from your velvet embrace. I groan “Yes” , “Come for me” between laboured breaths. I hear you start to groan “Yes” as I thrust upward into you forcing you to breaking point. your loud euphoric cry shatters me as you settle breathlessly spent into me.

I sigh in laughter as my wet shirt is removed, revealing red claw marks of passion on my shoulders. You charmingly blush in embarrassment.

“I’m sorry.” you whisper. the old you returning.

As I kiss your forehead, I explain how arousing that was and laugh softly in trembling echoes of fulfilled fantasy.

4 Responses to “ Practising Bluntness ”

  1. Veronica on February 19, 2009 at 11:15 pm

    Thank you truly, from my heart and from beneath my pants. It was wonderful to see this, my thoughts mirrored back at me with such beauty. I feel completed.

  2. hectorina smithe on February 23, 2009 at 9:32 pm

    Oh, baby =mmmm nice nizzee

  3. D on February 25, 2009 at 5:49 am

    Beautifully written.

  4. David on February 26, 2009 at 7:10 am

    Why thank you!

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