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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Before you begin to digest these words of passion I have written, do not do them in injustice of reading them somewhere inappropriate. Read these words in a place where you are content and at ease, where you are in a state of true arousal, where you can feed on these words and delight in your sensual greed.
You know I'm there and the invite is obvious when you remove you wrapping, revealing what I crave so much. You peer through one eye and release a small smile, I produce a blue ribbon which I ever so gently use to close your vision, as I am so close to you, you can hear my heart race hard.
With you flesh exposed I begin to trace your form, not with my mouth, not with my hands but a signal Rose petal, its silky soft texture inspires fresh sensation within, I reveal my method by holding the petal to your delicate nose for you to embrace its sensual fragrance.
This simple gesture stirs passion deep within, with soft breath that small smile grows then explodes into laughter as a shower of rose petals fall onto your body, each delicate petals impact a blend of physical delight that tickles and excites. This image of you is truly breathtaking for me to witness, I wish for it to remain until I lose my mind.
We share a smile and I whisper that you are cheating by peaking through your blindfold; you smile and oblige repositioning that supple pure form into a state of total relaxation and comfort, granting me the rite to sensualise further...
With you beautiful body at peace an intense new born sensation takes hold, as faint, cool, wet lines of pleasure begin to circle and dance around your body, you eventually realise my method, a glass of iced water and an expensive fine paintbrush, which I use with expert flair to stimulate every nerve ending it comes into contact with. With flowing strokes I glance it around your solid perk nipples, trickles of cooled water merge with beads of hot passionate sweat in the parting of your sexy chest.
You shiver in elation as I bring the brush down your perfectly formed side, across the inner thigh, sliding towards the back of your knees then circling around the top of your feet. You role onto your chest demanding the same sensualisation for your back...
I let several seconds tick by, this planned delay seems an eternity to your wants as I build the tension. A signal droplet of water falls from the brush onto the base of your spine, your body is so sensually intuned it feels the impact in every detail.
I take a second brush of equal stature and use it in unison with its partner in pleasure. Starting with a gentle strokes to the bases of your feet, the intense sensation causes your toes to curl in strained satisfaction. I began to trace along your such fine legs, around your soft super fine ass, and finding my detonation, your supple elegant back.
Words cannot describe the soft wet pleasure I paint onto your body, a masterpiece of erotic ecstasy, each stroke demanding more from the sensual soul within, each stroke a lust of sexual inspiration, each stroke a catalysts of the yearning I have for you. And then I paint that area that brings so much to that sensual soul of yours, you know where I’m painting now, you can ever feel those cooled beads falling like glaciers down your perfectly formed neck, has this stimulus ever felt like this?.........
You lay there, blindfold slipping, heart beating slow and hard, the tip of the paintbrush wet. I lean in for that small smile kiss; I whisper my request which you oblige to.
Now standing I lead you away from the bed area, a safe distance...
You stand there brave, pout, confident and strong, your form so beautiful and delicate, demanding excitement and respect.
I smile and bow to your essence...
Then
With
Force
I lunge and tear the sheets from the bed, throwing them to the floor.
Then I grab the mattress and hurl it aside.
You are startled a little scared but you realise by my smile it’s all a part of the show.
I walk to the end of the now bare bed. I take hold of the sturdy metal frame and with little effort stand it tall, a monolith with a steal body and wooden slated back.
With the mattress I prop the bed securely to the wall.
I fall to my knees and offer you my hand which you delicately take.
My star performer, I lead you to your steel station where you will decide your sexual limits.
And
I
Whisper
I am going to tie you to this.
To the steel frame where your sexual fate awaits.
I take both hands and will you towards what you desire. I stand you central then I separate your legs, leaving you for a silent moment as I fetch my soft and sturdy long piece of rope.
Taking your left hand I tie it to the top corner of the steel frame, then I tie your right hand tight and secure, I let the rope trickle down your fresh naked body where I then tie your separated supple feet.
I retreat and admire just how helplessly strong and beautiful you are, your essence glows as you breathe deep and smile with passion. I approach and kiss your forehead, and then I leave you nervously alone, for I must prepare myself fitting for this moment.
Alone and vulnerable you hear my movements and actions, first I shower and clean, a woman such as yourself demands a cleansed man and you can smell the perfect aftershave I choose to delight.
Next the sounds I produced confuse you a little, sounds of a gentle rustling you can hear, but all the sound is stolen as I select a soundtrack for the main event, The Betaband Heros to Zeros, a fitting calm soulful melody.
I present myself to you, my smart attire with a surreal twist. The twist that alarms and excites, a wave of fresh emotion burns in you as I stand before you with my hand crafted cane and uniquely inspired mask that hides my eyes.......
This is all brand new for you. I stride with force towards you, stopping mere inches from your face, this makes you flinch with sexual anticipation as you feel my breath on your neck.
I run my fingers through your soft brown hair then I grab a chunk pulling your head aside. I bite like a beast confusing pain and pleasure, reaching that point, that limit I know from your eyes.
My free hand embraces you perfectly firm breast, holding hard and caressing with skill.
I stand back, crafted cane in hand, nervous you crave through trust.
I bring the cane to your face for you to admire its beauty and meaning.
With a steady hand I trace your body with the cane, expertly I stimulate you with its course wooden form, using it precisely to arouse and push your erotic limits.
Circling your form I strike your thigh, a little stimulated and surprised yell you release, the music and this moment of dominance you feel so aroused. I trace the cane further and strike you again, a sexual moan this time.
Throwing the cane aside I kiss you with force and passion and I feel just how warm and wet you are.
With aroused focus I approach you for the this final sexual act of true perfect foreplay.
Again I pull your head aside seeing your hard pulse in the delicate veins of your neck.
I begin to kiss and bite soft and secure. With my index finger I begin your sexual test.
Your pussy so wet, your clitoris so elated, and so I begin to softly arouse, small circular movements I feel it throb, fingers sliding inside, no force only respect.
You grown with excitement and desire as my motions increase and my passion for your neck rises. A touch like never before, a feeling so strong it drives you sexually insane.
Your back nearly brakes as you tense and cum so hard and I continue by falling to my knees and begin to pleasure you with my tongue, as I slide two clean fingers inside arousing your individual spot instantly, a perfect flicking of my tongue makes you cum again and again and again, it’s too much for you as the level of sensitivity you feel is like never before, you whisper stop as you can not bear anymore, your sexual limit touched.
Untied we embrace, staring into your eyes wanting you so much.
Do you desire more???
I allow you to rest, as this sexual excitement needs time to recede before the next level can be fully saturated. A cool drink of crisp pear Kopparberg satisfies your thirst, I watch you seduce me with your tongue action and suck of the bottle, every little detail I digest, fuck me you’re so hot.
I ask if you are ready for more, that seductive smile tells me all I need, and so part 2 of this journey begins...
A black square coffee table sits centre in the room, a table of simple design purchased amid its carbon copy companions from any IKEA, but its new function today I doubt anyone has conceived before.
With a sweeping blow I clear the table of the debris that resides on top, with no regard for where the items reside. I take the table and place it before you, then I take a pillow and lay it on the table top, you’re intrigued to what I have planned next.
I ask for you to kneel before the table to which you oblige, then for you to bend over it, resting comfortably on the pillow. I disappear for a moment then return with the rope from our earlier escapade. I kneel before you and kiss those delicate wet lips, then I grasp you wrists and pull you further over the table.
I tie your arms to the front table legs; I stand and slowly pace around you where I proceed to tie your separated thighs to the other two table legs so that you are at my sensual mercy.
The position you now find yourself in is restrained and relaxed, I intensify that sentiment of relaxation further by kneeling behind you and then to proceed to massage your soft flesh with expensive intensely fragrant oils, soothing every muscle I touch, creating a euphoric emotion of tranquillity that flows through your entire body. Every part of you is relaxed and aroused for as I massage you, you can feel my hard erect self gently glance and press between your legs.
Now is the time for the boundaries of pain and pleasure to be tested a little more. I lean down and kiss you with passion and then I retreat to collect the cane...
From my pocket I produce a dice which I play with before your eyes, I let the dice fall; it rolls then settles face up on the number 3. Leisurely I rise and walk around you to your rear.
I trace the tip of the cane over that landscape of your so hot body, building the excitement, sensualising and shocking, anxiety and exhilaration, fear and passion.
Then with a strong hand and hard motion I strike your fine ass the 3 times the dice told me to.
You scream with pain, the sting still fresh, the flesh and mind processing the act.
The 3 areas of impact begin to raise and redden; I kneel behind you and blow soft cooling air onto these three sexual scars, as I unbuckle my jeans freeing my sexual urge. I delicately enter you from behind; you’re so wet I slide softly into your tight hot pussy.
I begin to soothingly and slowly enter you then retreat, taking care not to disturb your fresh sexual scars, allowing you to feel the pain ebb while at the same time feeling the waves of erotic pleasure I’m putting into you from behind. I intensify this further by gracefully stroking you soft supple back and neck, then every so often just glancing my finger across those fresh scars to heighten this truly intense desire of pain Vs pleasure.
Enjoy and embrace these words written for you. No need for the bullshit details of each other’s lives, no need to share the darkness, no need to be ashamed. Enjoy and embrace this new world eroticism that we are fortunate to use, the lines of our paths slightly glancing resulting in this brave new world, hope that this has made you wet ?
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