I love waking up sleepy.
More Please......
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Showing posts with label Crave. Show all posts
Sunday, September 14, 2014
Waking up Sleepy
Sometimes the lack of sleep can be a joyful occurrence when the reason for it is your partner has been fondling you all night. Groping whether he's awake or half a sleep; reaching for your body to touch and feel your warmth pulled against him. His hands making paths along your waist, outer thighs, then slipping in between them to fondle the warm lips that are waiting between your legs. It's a comfort for him to know you are there, still hungry for him even in your sleep. To know that when he turns your body to meet his it awakens your need to feel his skin against yours. To reach inside you and know that he can still arouse your desire even when you slumber. You stir and move closer and press into his touch. Automatically your juices start to flow in preparation for more of him. His mouth nestles into your neck, his breath tickling your nerve endings, his voice whispering in your ear, "...more please....".
I love waking up sleepy.
I love waking up sleepy.
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Haunted by Your Demons.
As the music swirls, warming my mind and the alcohol fills, warming my body,
I sit and remember when.....
They know me. They know me by name, by smell and by sight. The demons that lie in the dark crevices of your soul. I try to move on from you, from them and as I think some distance has been accomplished on my part, I feel them tugging at my spirit. Telling me I'll never be happy with another. Telling me I'll always long for your submission, lust and deep desires.
Is it possible that there is another who I will know intuitively as I did you? You said I had cast a spell on you. That I lived inside your head and knew your deepest desires better than yourself. That I said things and did things so easily, so naturally that reached into parts of you that had never been touched by another. I couldn't explain it. I just knew you. I somehow had knowledge of things no one had told me, yet I knew they were there, woven inside you; affecting you, influencing you and your sexuality. I understood how those desires touched you and sang to you in your sleep.
They admired me, respected me and listened as I took control of them and made them serve me as I used them to taunt and pleasure you. Then after, I would nurture and sooth you. Proving to you that I and I alone owned you. In that, you owned me also. For I had become addicted to your flesh melting into my own and the look in your eyes that opened wide the widows of your soul.
Will there be another that will dance with me so effortlessly and share unspoken secrets through our touch?
I'm haunted by you and your demons that are imprinted on my soul and flesh.
Shhh ... Don't speak. I already hear you.
Friday, August 9, 2013
It's not about Denial, but about Control.
The sound of your arousal explodes against my senses with electric feelings rushing down through my veins. Having had you come inside me twice already in the last 30 mins; seeing you reclining upon the bed beside me, exhausted, your cock, flaccid and resting; I reach for you once again and hear your deep sigh. You know I haven't had enough for the night.
Why would I desire to deny myself the enjoyment and entertainment of pushing you to your orgasmic edge over and over and eventually feel and hear your body scream and convulse through it's final release? Your cock belongs to me and me alone. I decide when it gets to enjoy the warmth of my warm tight walls wrapped around him or the feel of my mouth encasing your shaft as my tongue dances along it's long and thick length.
I love how you struggle to hold back, veins filling with blood, and eventually giving in and wondering if there is any more of your seed left to spill. Then from a place you never knew existed inside you comes a deep roar as the last of that hidden seed finds it's way to escape out of your sensitive slit. By now you're 1/3 off the bed, grabbing onto the legs of the near by nightstand and holding on, your fingers tightly wrapped around it's legs. You hear a scream and realize it's your own as you feel my mouth continue to move up and down your shaft and my hands pumping the last of your seed from your drained balls.
I look up at the exhaustion spreading over your face as you tell me you can't open your eyes. They've been held tightly for to long. Why would I deny myself such a spectacular show of lust and passion. I'm too selfish to deny myself that pleasure. And with each orgasm, I own you a little bit more.
Why would I desire to deny myself the enjoyment and entertainment of pushing you to your orgasmic edge over and over and eventually feel and hear your body scream and convulse through it's final release? Your cock belongs to me and me alone. I decide when it gets to enjoy the warmth of my warm tight walls wrapped around him or the feel of my mouth encasing your shaft as my tongue dances along it's long and thick length.
I love how you struggle to hold back, veins filling with blood, and eventually giving in and wondering if there is any more of your seed left to spill. Then from a place you never knew existed inside you comes a deep roar as the last of that hidden seed finds it's way to escape out of your sensitive slit. By now you're 1/3 off the bed, grabbing onto the legs of the near by nightstand and holding on, your fingers tightly wrapped around it's legs. You hear a scream and realize it's your own as you feel my mouth continue to move up and down your shaft and my hands pumping the last of your seed from your drained balls.
I look up at the exhaustion spreading over your face as you tell me you can't open your eyes. They've been held tightly for to long. Why would I deny myself such a spectacular show of lust and passion. I'm too selfish to deny myself that pleasure. And with each orgasm, I own you a little bit more.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Holiday Fever and Dominance!
To me the holidays are about re-connecting. To myself, and to those I choose to fill and share my life. It's a time of reflection on the past year. My choices and if I find myself where I thought I would be. I look at what I may need to change to make sure next year starts out on a better footing or what do I need to keep doing and improving on to ensure things continue in a mainly harmonious way. Some wait until New Years...not me. I want a plan before that first day dawns! I want to wake up that morning and know that the day is not happening to me, but that I am happening to it. ;) I'm not naive and know that sometimes, life has it's own way. I make adjustments for that. But damn if I don't want the upper hand most of the time.
NB will be arriving on Thursday for 5 days. Most of that time here will be split between me and visiting family. We'll both spend Christmas Eve with our families and Christmas day together. I'm looking forward to a calm and reflective time together. Spending leisurely evenings, just the two of us, consumed in each other and strengthening our foundation and connection. As much as we both enjoy having other men involved in our kinky life it will all lose it's appeal if our foundation fades away. That's my stand and he knows if we fade, so do I and our lives together.
I can feel my dominate nature rising up as the day of his arrival approaches. He's been doing a lot of traveling for business and our communication has been lacking. I'm feeling the frustration and have plans for our first night together to not do a lot of talking but just having my way with him to deal with and release all that frustration! I need to feel his surrender, his vulnerability and see his weakness as he is bound before me and watches me use him for my own delight. Mmmmmm Yes... That will be a good start!
I'm starting to feel better already just thinking about it! Seduction, passion, lust, wanton energy..... Taking what is MINE! ;) Mmmmmmmm
A lot of this......
And a lot of this!!!!!!
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
I Crave You!
“It’s beautiful when you find someone that is in love with your mind. Someone that wants to undress your conscience and make love to your thoughts. Someone that wants to watch you slowly take down all the walls you’ve built up around your mind and let them inside.”
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