I lie awake wondering what it would be like, to touch you in the most intimate of ways. The light brushing of my fingertips, the flick of my tongue. The kisses trailed over your skin, teasing and tormenting your senses. I dream of bringing your pleasure, unrivalled hours of pure lust driven sex. Over and over again sending the electric ripples of ecstasy through every fibre of your being. I wish I just had one night to give you all of what is in me to give.
Have you ever wanted to take things slow? I mean hours of endless touching, kissing, holding your lover in your arms. Never more than a few inches from you. Body to body from start to finish. Lips pressed to lips, tongues writhing together in erotic bliss. Carnal wishes pouring through you both. Desire and passion filling the air. I have, would you like to join me?
I’d be lying if I didn’t admit to it crossing my mind every day. The thought of her hair cascading over my face, what would it smell like? The touch of her skin against mine, how soft would it be? Losing myself in her eyes, what would I say? The beat of my heart as she kisses me, what does she taste like? All these things and more, every day, without fail, without rest.
Loving your touch is part of what intoxicates me. Your delicate fingers wrapped around my neck, softly squeezing. The warmth of your legs are they coil around my waist drawing me to you. Your supple tongue as you flick my thumb in joyful temptation. You are a beauty in every way and you have me captivated!
It’s not the kiss itself but the ghost of a kiss that hounds me. As I feel my lips tremble, hers passing close by but seldom touching. A slight bump of her lip to mine is like electric as the cold fresh air envelops that damp patch of skin once more, drying the memory of her kiss freshly squeezed into my mind.
Just stop and watch her. The rise and fall of each staggered breath. The panting fight of her struggle for sanity as your bodies roll and rock together in a beautiful amalgamation of lust. Hold yourself as you see the anguish of pure joy written over her face as her hair swishes relentlessly from side to side. Drink in her passion that dances free for you as she makes love to you. Be the instrument of her pleasure. Please her with every inch of your mind, body and soul, and she will love you for it!
Park yourself between my thighs and let me feel your nails tease my skin. Caress my heart with your lips and show me the adoration of a woman’s lust!
I knew I shouldn’t. She was, after all, my friends daughter, but her thigh looked so nice in the light sunshine. And as her legs parted as she shifted in her seat I saw my chance. My heart was racing, but to my surprise she merely bit her lip and carried on sipping her lemonade as her parents took some photos of the ducks in the lake. She was such a good girl!
She’s such a naughty little thing. Even when we’re out she can’t help her hands wandering, not that I was going to stop her!
As much as seduction is sexy. Charming a woman into bed or simply a little bit of fun. A woman who offers herself to you is such a fucking delicious thing. To here those words “I would love to suck your cock.” Or “I really want you to fuck me!” are just hot. Even a simple, ambiguous statement like the one above, is even better! And that is reason #908 why I love women!