Showing posts with label Cocks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cocks. Show all posts

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Canadian Mist, Eggnog, Ginger Ale and You.




The smooth taste of his holiday concoction was still lingering on my tongue. Canadian Mist, Eggnog and Ginger Ale...surprisingly good and went down far to well. I could feel the warmth soothing me inside. It was cold and windy outside, but we had built a fire in the fireplace and mellow music played in the background. Low lights, candles, the evening was just right for seduction. I took another sip savoring the delicious taste as it past my lips. I held the glass with both hands, pressing it against my chest and closed my eyes.

"It's good. Really good."

I heard him get up from the couch and walk up behind me. I almost lost my balance as he pressed his thighs against mine. My knees buckled for a moment but he caught me with his hands over my hips and pulled me into him. He nuzzled his mouth into my neck then began kissing up to my ear and whispered, "How good?"

I started to answer when his left hand slipped down and covered my crotch. "Not as good as you." I whispered back.

My right hand slipped behind me and found the bulge of his cock through his pants. However strong he had poured that drink, my mind was drifting in slow motion. All I seemed to want to do was concentrate on his touch and what my hand was fondling. Both of our hands made their way to touch skin. He was hard and slick and I was on my way to soaking through my panties.

"Let's go to bed." He whispered again in my ear.

That brought me back from my haze. I was not about to go into the bedroom as of yet. The living-room was perfect for drawing out the build up between us. I wanted him hotter, lost in lust and forgetting his name.

"No." I turned around, his hand sliding out of my pants. "I want to play here first. Go to the couch."

He laid down on his back as I finished off my drink. I straddled his legs and could feel the warmth of the whiskey rise again. With the fire crackling in the background and soft sultry music filling the air, my nerve endings throughout my body were heighten and I wanted to take my time touching him, undressing him...getting him lost in me. Both my hands moved over the fabric of his pants along the outline of his hard cock. His eyes were steady on me and there was a rhythm between us in our movements. He was tracking right along with me. His eyes locked on mine and his body moved slowly under my touch. The world faded away as I sensed this union of body, soul and spirit between us. I wanted to swallow up every delicious moment.

"Fuck..." He sighed. His head falling back against the arm rest of the couch, eyes closing. I pushed his shirt up to reveal his stomach and that trail that led to my paradise. My fingers lightly traced the muscles outlined before me, my arms moved across his bulge not losing contact. His flesh was warm and welcoming. Bending forward my lips met his skin and kissed every line and curve. I could feel the pulsing of his buried cock beneath me.

The rhythm between us continued. I moved back down to retrace his imprisoned cock and proceeded to unzip to set him free. Slowly the zipper moved down, my left hand covered the shaft that was now appearing. I held my hand over it and paused. I watched his face tighten as he tried to will me to set him free. His shaft was warm and hard beneath the silky flesh. I licked my lips and moved my mouth up his cock until the head was free and pressing against my lips.

"Open your eyes."

He lifted his head and again locked his eyes on mine. The head of his cock was covered in pre-cum, glistening. My hands moved to his hips and instinctively he raised his body for me to easily lower his pants, removing them completely. I watched as his cock pulsed up and down. The beauty of his hunger always increasing my own. I removed my sweater over my head and moved again up his thighs, my skin brushing against his. His balls fit nicely in my one hand and I pull them down. His cock bounced up toward me with each tug. My fingers collected pre-cum from his shaft and smeared it along his awakening anus. I continued to work his balls in my one hand as the middle finger from my other worked easily inside him. He was so open, so surrendered, so giving to me. Moments passed as I watched sensual pleasure wash over him. I moved up his frame until he felt my breasts surround his shaft and his hips moved trying to burrow in deeper among them.

I lingered there. No words between us. Only the sound of the fire and music filling the room. I felt suspended as our eyes spoke what our bodies desire. My right hand reached and touched his left cheek. The scruff on his face creating an arousing friction against my palm. My fingers moved up and wrapped themselves in the midst of his tousled hair.  My mind trying not to plan ahead, but to be present in the moment. My stomach moved over the tip of his cock and his legs wrapped around me, pulling me closer. As I moved near his face with my breasts, his eyes closed and mouth opened. The corners turned up in sweet anticipation. I traced one nipple along his eager lips.

My god...how I love tormenting that man!



Friday, December 26, 2014

When Your Power Flows to Me.




I approach our bedroom and pause before I enter. You're kneeling on the bed on all fours with ass beautifully position for the taking. You've been patiently waiting as I finished up some writing knowing it always takes longer than I had imagined. What was suppose to be 15 minutes at the most turned into an hour. Not a word from you and I wonder what has been playing in your mind while you knelt in preparation. Was it the thoughts of how many other times you had to wait and then what followed as I finally arrived?

I walk over to the bed and pick up my harness that's lying to your left. I hear you sigh and watch a shudder dance across your skin as you hear me slide it on and pull the leather straps through the rings. Before the final tightening I insert the cock you have advanced to. The biggest one you've handled. It's been lying to your left above your head but within sight. Has it been calling out to you with memories...I wonder.

Harness and cock secured, I grab some oil and dribble it along your spine down to the crack in your ass, then catch it as it falls and begin to warm your balls and cock with my hands. I crawl up along your back and you can feel the hardness of my cock pressing against you.

"Tell me boy, what have you been thinking while you've been waiting?" I whisper in your left ear. My tongue circling around it's borders; my warm breath sending shivers down your spine.

"You Miss. I've been thinking about you Miss."

"And..."

"And what you want to do to me."

I press my hips harder against you, the base of my cock pushing against your opening. "And what do I want from you boy? Tell me clearly."

"You want my strength Miss. You want to fuck me and take what belongs to you." Even now I can hear the trepidation in your voice. I know the anticipation has been building. Anxiety and apprehension heightening your sensations.

I lift up and now only my free falling breasts brush against your back. I move them back and forth in the midst of the oil. Enjoying the warm slick feeling between us. Your body finds its own rhythm and your ass reaches up to me in hunger. I feel your surrender start to flow. I move back, my hands following your beautiful lines down to your round cheeks. My thighs now pressed against yours, I take more oil pouring it down your crack and some along the head and shaft of my cock. My thumb presses against your opening. You lift up to reach it and I hear you whisper something.

"Yes boy? You said something?" My cock now teasing your hole.

"Please Miss. Please fuck me." There's moaning mixed in with your words.

One push and the tip pops in. You sigh and take a deep breath. I pour more oil along the shaft. "Come to me boy. Bring yourself to me."

I place my hands along your cheeks and open you wider. You grab the sheets in front of you for balance and gingerly push yourself down engulfing the cock. I wait for a moment letting your muscles relax against the invading object. Then slowly I start to move. In. Out. Building the sensation that begins to resonate through your body. I lean against you and reach around to grab your hardening cock. My hips and thighs rocking, my upper body barely touching you but enough that you feel my breasts brushing your back with each of my movements. My mouth only a few inches from your ear. Your body melting into mine. I sense your total surrender.

"You're a greedy little bitch, aren't you boy." You only respond with more moaning. Finally a "Fuck, yes Miss." Slips through your lips.

As I feel the heat increasing from your body and the slickness from your pre-cum sliding along my hand as it moves along your cock, I take in the power you release to me with your surrender. With each push into your inner regions I own more of you. Mark more of you. Understand and thrive off of you. I kiss the back of your neck before taking it in my hand and bring your head back to touch my mouth.

"Yes. A fucking greedy little bitch, but you're mine."



Sunday, November 30, 2014

Coast to Coast Traveling Panties.


He had picked them out himself. Navy blue, his favorite color. Lace, a fabric they both loved. He teased her about the women in the shop who had tried to help him pick them out, but his instructions were to choose what he wanted her in the most. Yes, lace and navy blue. Perfect. 

The geographical distance between them was taking a toll and they needed something, a touch stone, that would say, "Yes, we are in this together." The envelope arrived almost a week later and she could feel her breathing increase as she opened and released his gift from inside. She ran her hands carefully over the delicate fabric, eyes closed, imagining him picking them out, holding them, pressing them against his face and then wrapping them gently in the tissue paper, along with his enclosed note and mailing them off to their first destination. To her. 

Their agreement. She would wear them for 3 days straight only to take them off to shower, then immediately placed them in a zip locked bag and mail them back to him. Worn, saturated and loved. Each day a new picture was taken and sent. Throughout the day she would run her hand along the fabric, imagining his hands on them, fondling them. Fondling her. Her pussy would press and rub across the crotch. She could feel the moisture between her legs build as she pictured his cock and balls soon filling the same place. At night she would curl into a ball and fall asleep with the now very familiar fabric caressing her ass and pelvic. 

               
 On the morning of the fourth day she folded and kissed them goodbye, envious that they were traveling to where she wanted to be. Back to him. 

She waited. Anxious that they arrived safely. Finally the text came showing the picture of them in his possession. Panties snugly wrapped around his body; cock laying warm off to the side within them. For three days she received updates of his trials and enjoyment. Enjoyment of knowing the lace fabric now embracing him had been intimately familiar with the pussy and ass he dreamt about. And trials concerning keeping his balls tucked within the fabric as he went about his day! His cock found many places to call home during the panties visit. Either caressed along the side or peaking out of the top lace band. They rode a bit high up his ass, but he found it to be a delightful reminder of their agreement. 

Another morning on day four and once again the panties were prepared for their journey across the country. A few days later she retrieved them for the last time from their packaging and held them to her heart. Then to her face and could smell his body throughout them. She immediately put them on and noticed the front was stretch out on the sides. At first she was puzzled then remembered the many pictures she received of his cock pressing against those very spots. "Yes...", She mumbled to herself as she ran her hands along the front panel. 

That night in bed, panties infused with their aroma hugging against her she wondered if they would ever meet face to face. It had always been their plan, but as time moved forward that plan seemed more and more unlikely. She fell asleep fingers tracing along the lace patterns. Imagining his balls and cock resting against her. 

Friday, November 14, 2014

Leading with His Cock in Tow!

                                        I love how she wraps her hand around him.

It gets them every time. At least those that have been in my presence. Walking behind me. Gingerly; awkward in their steps; feeling off balanced as my hand is wrapped around their cock and towing them behind me. Always amazed that they willingly follow along. Being pulled by their manhood. Feeling vulnerable, overtaken and directed. Along with loving the feeling of being used, desired and objectified.

Come with me pet. I have plans for you and this cock of yours that truly belongs to me. Doesn't it pet? Belong to me? To tease, arouse, deny....all for my pleasure.

Stop talking and come with me. 


Don't back up on me pet. I'm just warming up.....


Saturday, November 8, 2014

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site Sexual Destinies!

It's been a blur of a week. It flew by and that is clearly obvious since I didn't post all week!  But trust me... It was a lovely week. ;)


I'm feeling playful...Join me? 


This reminds me of a beautiful man that is close to my heart. 


Firefighters ... Don't let them fool you. They are submissives in wolves clothing.  ;)

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site Sexual Destinies!

Winter is approaching. It's grey and cold outside and I'm recovering from a cold!  Yes...I'm feeling cranky!! Get over it and put on that damn cage!!!!!






And the tattoo is wonderful also!!!! 




Saturday, October 11, 2014

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site Sexual Destinies!

Today's theme: Cocks. Because they are magical! And I'm in the mood to see them. Lots of them!

Controlled


On Display


See! Magical!


Bonus! Just Because! Damn!


Saturday, September 6, 2014

Play for Me.


From my couch I watch as you move cautiously through my kitchen, searching in the drawer for the wine opener; reaching for two wine glasses in the cupboard above; muscles contracting along your naked back. Your balls and cock swing gently as you turn and walk back to the center counter where the bottle containing our favorite red wine waits for you. I see you quietly take a deep breath. I know you hope I don't notice as you try to put your best behavior before me.

Your head is bent slightly down as you walk toward me and hand me my glass. You remain standing, holding your own, waiting for my direction. I inhale the aroma of good wine as I tip the rim to my lips. You remain silent and your thighs start to twitch as you realize I'm studying your naked frame before me. My eyes creating paths of desire up and down your torso.

Your cock is semi hard, hanging over your balls...I want to see it hard. I reach toward you and run one finger from base to tip. It bounces up to reach my touch and hardens more.

"Touch it pup. I want to see you play. But don't put down your glass. Stay right here in front of me. I'm going to watch that beautiful hand of yours caress and stroke what belongs to me until I finish my wine and say you can come."

Already drops of precum are moistening your cock head.  Your hand starts there, sliding the wet drops along your shaft. You start to tilt your head back..... "No pup. Look directly at me. Your eyes on my eyes. Show me the hunger that drives you to my side."

You moan and force your gaze towards me. This opens you up more and the exposure and vulnerability increases your desire. The nakedness of your soul is far greater than the nakedness of your flesh. Your left hand holding your wine glass starts to tremble as your cock pulses and hardens more with each stroke.  I watch as your eyes widen, you pulling every once of strength within you to keep from coming.

I drink my wine slowly and with great pleasure.  I like to watch you play.



Sunday, August 31, 2014

The Strength and Feel of His Cock



Sometimes all I really need is to feel the strength of his body pressed against me; our sweat mixed gloriously together into a natural lube as our flesh slides back and forth; his arms firmly around me in the very vanilla missionary position; his face nestled in the curve of my neck; his breathing hot and welcoming.

It had been weeks. Six and a half to be exact. Too long to only hang on memories as my body craved his touch. His lips warmed against mine at the first kiss and embrace. No thoughts of anything but the feel of his body pressing against my own as my hand found the growing cock tucked away in his pants, dripping and aching to be free.

In my room he stood naked before me, my eyes enjoying him again, finally. His cock pointing in my direction. Firm, veins bulging, dripping ... always dripping with anticipation.

More kissing, tasting, sucking, licking but finally cock and cunt needing to be joined once more. Hunger overtaking the desire to prolong the entry.

Feeling his slippery head tease against my silt, my cunt, dripping with her own juices, opens to welcome him home. We slowly move; our bodies are one. Muscles and flesh remembering the rhythm we have grown accustomed to.

We take our time, drinking in the pleasure of the other. Our bodies tightly pressed. My arms, legs wrapped firmly around him. I feel the strength of his cock slowly move against my walls, finding the sensitive spots with familiar knowledge. My muscles contract around his shaft to increase the friction. His cock pulses inside me and I pull him deeper.  He continues to hold me close, both melting into the other. The rhythm between us varies as we build each others arousal. I don't want it to end. I want this feeling....always.


Saturday, August 2, 2014

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

Lately I have had a craving to see men in panties.  Lovely, sheer, lacy panties. I'm imagining it has become an acquired taste since some of my subs have a yearning to wear them.  It does something to me thinking of their cock and balls all bound up in that flimsy material, straining to get free.  Feeling it brush against their sensitive spots and knowing I know what lies beneath those trousers or jeans.  Mmmmmmm ... Delicious.


Celebrating Men...Bound in Beauty. 








Saturday, June 28, 2014

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

Been a busy week, but have somethings in mind I'll be posting this week.  Until then.......


Sometimes seeing them locked in lace makes my mouth water.....


And this... Always makes my mouth water!


KP playing for me.... Yes everything waters.... ;)

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Serving, Leaping, Waiting.....

KP

You awake in the middle of the night and feel me watching you. You hear me whispering in your ear of what I want you to do next for me. My words hang in the air from our last conversation. You lie still with only your cock twitching, yearning to be touched and fondled.  You close your eyes not wanting the image of me fading, knowing I'm not really there.  Or am I?  You'd rather believe that I am.

Sleep has left and you're awake with my instructions filling you thoughts. "Shave everything. Harness yourself, then pose in a way that I can show them all what is mine. "

Images flash before you of different possibilities. You rise and prepare yourself as instructed. You start to feel cold, nervous, your stomach starts to churn and fear of rejection begins to plague you. As you finish all preparation and pose you take a deep breath and pull the trigger for the shot. Pleased that your cock feeds on your fear.  And then you wait.  Feeling as if you've leaped from a high cliff into a cold body of water. You wait for my response to pull you by the balls from the deep and bring you to the surface once again.

Saturday, May 10, 2014

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

Today's theme...Cum for me!

Touch yourself for me.....



Let your desire build....


Cum for me! 

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

I Licked It! It's Mine!



Obsession, possession...whatever the driving force is.  When I have a primary in my life, his cock becomes my focus, my toy ... MINE. I own it and he knows it. Which is one of the main reasons I prefer them commando under their jeans. Dress slack are a different matter. But under jeans ... I like the look of that cock stuffed inside behind that denim! And when he gets excited; seeing that cock start to grow down his thigh...Mmmmm.  I want immediate access! It arouses me to know that I'm the cause of his excitement.

One of my favorite activities is to objectify my man.  I love him standing naked before me. The longer he stands without me touching him, the more nervous he becomes. Then finally walking up to him, moving around him, lightly touching him, all of him, except his longing cock.  Watching his desire and need build before me. I want him to feel my admiration. I want to stimulate the nerve endings starting to dance upon his bare skin. Whisper my desire for him in his ear. Eventually lightly stroke his cock; just enough to get pre-cum starting to drip out his slit.

Make him keenly aware of who owns him.  Me.


Saturday, March 29, 2014

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

The first image is an animated gif from Tumblr 'Classy Perversions'.  A good reveal.  The rest, a celebration of beauty and form.  What this Saturday is all about.  ;)


A nice beginning.


Showing more....


A modest reveal...


Confidence ... What's not to love?

Saturday, March 15, 2014

Saturday Eye Candy!

To celebrate Saturdays and that we all need a diversion or two, here are a few of my a favorite Eye Candy today from my tumblr site! http://sexualdestinies.tumblr.com/

Let's just call this Saturday....Abs Day.!  Spring is trying to make it's way into the Northwest... I'm soooo ready!!!!  I need to see more skin!


Cum for me....!


Just the right amount of fur....


A Selfie by Tumblr blogger:  http://classyperversions.tumblr.com/  Mmmmmmm

Wednesday, January 29, 2014

C'mere Pretty Boi.....

I recently acquired a new follower on my Tumblr blog named Stripped Naked. He fills my dashboard with erotic, lustful, naked pics of himself in varying positions. He fires my imagination. ;) He makes my mind race on the things I'd do to him in those positions. He makes my hands want to travel up and down his lovely torso; pull, yank, tease and lick that hungry cock that loves attention. 

I want to know what goes through his mind as he dreams up his next move; his next erotic scene. Does he think about what it does to those who admire his work? 

Keep sending me your soul boi... It makes me want to reach out to you and say, "C'mere Pretty Boi. I want you to feel my appreciation." 


These pics are from the Stripped Naked Tumblr blog. 






Sunday, January 26, 2014

Why I want your cock!

Warning!  Lots of cocks below!  ;),

Many times I read how some women don't appreciate men's cock, think they are disgusting and are not, at all, interested in them.  Well ladies, all the more for me then!   I think men's cocks are magical!

I do have some terrific dildos that are ever ready for me, but the flesh, movement and warmth of a man's cock can not be compared in the long run. I'm not one for large size cocks. (We're talking anything over 8") In fact when I see one posted on Tumblr (especially those showing 10" +!)  my first thought is to back away! Some can be down right intimidating. I'd rather have a thick average cock over a long slender one any day. I want to feel full and don't enjoy having my cervix plummeted!  Just my preference.

When I'm in a relationship, that man's cock becomes even more magical for me. It seems to take on the personality of it's owner and along the way becomes addicted to my voice, touch and feel. Mmmmmmm

Below are some reasons why I want your cock!


Look how innocent he looks. 
Then with only a look, touch or lick he starts to quickly come
alive!


I love how he flops out when you go commando. 
As if he's been waiting to show his desire for me.


How in great anticipation he dances with hunger and excitement when I play with him.


And how I know he loves to be teased and feel my flesh slide across him.
Building his overwhelming desire to slide inside me.