I know it isn’t me that you’re thinking about as you lie awake at night. I know I don’t fill your dreams in those quiet moments. No, it’s not me that makes your body ache with the loneliness of lost sensation. Not me, but what I do to you. How my lips feel as they covert your body with soft kisses. My strong digits holding you tight, opening you up to my ministrations. My arms pressing you to the mattress as my weight over powers you. My tongue flicking out and caressing you in the most intimate of places. That ache of your orgasms growing deep inside you. The way the ripples make your muscles tighten. My name on your lips as you feel the ghost of my touch. So, I know it’s not me you think of as you lie awake at night…
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!
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!
I love how even a playful moment between friends can escalate. I do remember a girl, I’d known her for sometime. Sweet, caring, cheeky as all hell, but a very beautiful soul. I was at her house and made a joke about moving in with her to teach her how to clean. She jumped on my lap and started bouncing up and down, scream “Daddy’s Home!” in the cutest voice I could imagine. After a little while she settled, sitting squarely on the hardness she’d created. She merely looked down, then back at me, leant forward and placed her lips to mine, and ground her hips just like this. It only happened the once, and we’re still good friends, but that was one afternoon I will never forget!