“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…
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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….
I was wondering when you got the inclination for self portrait photography
So you sent me that image of you caressing yourself and I wrote: Did you want to rather set up that video recorder? As your hand caressed your thigh, you moved it consciously to your sex. The blush sparking from your arousal through your torso, almost instantly racing to and reaching your…
pinned down
I did not write this, so thanks to Miss P: Pin me down. Use your weight to immobilize me. Slide your legs between mine. Touch me. Softly at first, then more savagely, your breathing ragged as you slide a finger into me, one, then another, discovering for yourself how wet and hot and needy I…
Snow
You are missing me teribly, the time zone means you cannot call yet. You remember a touch, a soft caress across your breast. You realise your hand has started, pushing your bra away. Your nipples are hard and responsive. You remember. A touch a need. You want your breast bitten hard. You want. You want…
the other side of desire
Half awake, desire slowly infuses my soul, the realisation of your warm nakedness nestled into me drives the urge. My cock, stirring feels the heat of your ass, the smoothness of your skin, as i slowly harden and awaken. Desire turn to need as the realisation of you fills me. I draw closer as I…
the unbearable sexiness of you
Fuck you are sexy, as you walk into the room, staring wilfully at me, I am in the chair as you ordered, naked, The anticipation has made me hard, You look into my eyes, feeling my soul, connecting, sultrily. I would never have expected you could be so purposeful, so wanton, so perfect. Dressed to…
