Sometimes We Get Lucky…

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Sometimes we get lucky.

Like I did on Sunday night.

Sometimes...

My day ended like I wished they all did. With pleasure.

Pleasure filled with deep kisses where tongues and lips caress each other softly at first and then with great hunger. Followed by those same lips and tongues licking and tasting the sweet effects that pleasure can create when two bodies collide.

I was lucky because my play mate was willing to satisfy as much as he wanted to be satisfied. I felt it everywhere he slipped his tongue and brushed his lips. I felt it when he entered me slowly the first time from above, as I guided him from  below, as I blindly anticipated deeper strokes from behind, and beside me while his strong hands grabbed and squeezed my willing body into his own. And I felt it after he caused me to quiver and then my mouth and hands brought him to his release.

I got lucky. So on Sunday night I went to bed with a smile on my face.

Do you ever get lucky?

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Temporary Fix

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I had my craving fulfilled this week.

Temporary Fix

It was hot , electric, hard and soft all at the same time.

While it lasted I thought of nothing and no one else. Only his mouth, his hands, and his hardness. I was in that moment feeling every kiss, every touch and every stroke completely.

When it was over I could still feel him on me and in me.

Unfortunately it was a temporary fix. The craving has returned and I am waiting for him to fulfill me again and again and again…

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Craving

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Somewhere in this city there is a man with something I crave.

He shared it with me a short while ago and now withholds it from me as if I deserved to be punished, but I did nothing wrong.

In fact, I did everything right. I know because he told me. He told me how hard I make him even if I’m only in his thoughts. He showed me how hard I make him when he stood before me naked. He let me feel how hard I make him first by holding himself against my clothed body, then my bare skin, and finally with slow, measured penetration of both my soft, wet lips.

Craving

I’ve been craving him. His passion. Knowing that his excitement and release were the result of his desire for me.

I’ve been craving him. Placing himself on me and in me. Increasing my wetness stroke after stroke.

I’m craving him.

I need this craving fulfilled…

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Spring Awakening

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My hibernation is over.

Hearing him say how much he wants me and what he wants to do to me has woken my desires.

Spring Awakening

I’m wet just thinking about the places he will take me with his hands, his lips, his tongue and his hard thickness that always fills me up.

I can hardly wait…

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Fall on Your Knees…

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The weather is cooling.  No more bikinis, thigh-high skirts, or short shorts.  It  is time for warmer clothes.  Warmer clothes that I will watch you remove as you fall on your knees before me…

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Fall On Your Knees

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