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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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A fantasy i wrote - happy to take requests for stories from women and couples. Let me know what you think...
You are here, i know what you look and feel and taste like. Everything else, it could be fiction. I want to know more and i don't want to know more. Keep it pure, keep it simple, was that the idea? You are a professional, a wife, a mother. A lover of literature and of experience but you want more, need more.
I am here. I am more obvious, in a way. If i can get the words out then i am content, happy even. I want to have those free and endless conversations which last late on into the night. Shared interests, shared passions.
I struggle to reconcile the need and desire with the responsible and the mundane. This is all consuming.
Fade to black. Cut.
I look down on you. Your senses are heightened. You are perfect, black bra, black suspenders and stockings. No underwear.
You are in kneeling in front of me. Blindfolded. Hands tied behind your back. Your legs apart. Before i arrive i ask you to lay out the sex toys on the bed and send me a photo. Organised in all things.
We have been together for more than an hour and this is how we find ourselves at this point. The 10" jelly dildo is in my hands, i tell you what i am doing before i do it. I flick the top off the bottle of lube and and cover the dildo. You do not need it of course, you have been wet with anticipation all day. I part your thighs and slide the dildo in. You are filled up.
I walk behind you and ease you forward. My finger is sticky with lube as i caress your bum. You want to move back but i tell you to stop. You do as i say and only as i say this afternoon. You moan slightly as the butt plug slides in.
You want my cock. But only on my terms.
You know it is close, your tongue seeks it out. I pull back your head. I rub the end of my cock over your tongue. I have been aching to cum since that first contact so many weeks before. You can sense me masturbating, just out of reach of your mouth of your tongue. "Where do you want me to cum?" I ask. I don't care about your answer, as i know you just a manifestation of all the pent up desire i have felt for you. I let myself go.
My cock goes limp in your mouth.
It is an ending but also a beginning. |
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