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Secret Fantasy
Secret Fantasy My fantasy is that you offer yourself to me as my secret plaything. Your fantasy is that I accept. I open the door and see you stiffen, but you do not turn round. The room is dark, but a little light is coming in through the bedroom window where you are standing, looking out at the early morning. You are not sure yet whether you are still dreaming, or if this is real. A cool breeze is blowing the edges of the curtains that frame your face, silhouetted against the pale sky. Your hair is tied up in a bun at the back of your head, exposing your neck. I walk forward and say quietly, "It's ok; it's me." "Dreamer?" "Yes." "Oh my God!" They are the only words we will speak for the next half hour. Still you do not turn around. This is our first meeting, and I know you are delaying making it finally real. I bend and fix my lips on the back of your neck, just where the big tendon joins the shoulder. Then I press my tongue firmly against your flesh, and slip my arms around your waist. Your hands close over mine. They are cold from the breeze, but I can feel the warmth of your body through the thin material of your dressing gown. Thin enough for me to feel there is nothing underneath. My tongue and lips search all over your neck for the places I know will make your nerves scream for my touch. You are leaning back against me in complete surrender but still you do not turn round or speak. Then I pull your hair from its bun and let it fall over your shoulders. You pull the curtains together and the room is instantly dark. Then you turn. I realize that there is no tie on the dressing gown, that you had been holding it together, but now it hangs freely, and my eyes follow the valley between your breasts over your stomach and pubic mound to your thighs and knees beyond. I can make out no detail, only the outline of your shape. I am about to speak when you raise your arms around my neck and bring your lips up to meet mine. You taste cool and fresh, and your tongue is like a soft drug, sending a rush of heat straight through me. I am about to slip my hands under the gown when I feel yours at my belt. You have unbuttoned me and dropped my jeans before I can think. I pull my double layer of T-shirt and rugby shirt over my head and stand in front of you naked, my hardening penis touching against the inside of your thigh. You have slipped the gown off your shoulders and now you are leading me towards the bed against the far wall of the room. I follow as if in a dream and you pull me towards you, covering us with the duvet as we lie down. The bed is still warm and I realize you had only just got up. Do you think you are still dreaming? You pull me on top of you in the bed, and your fingers close over my hard penis. You touch its head between your legs and I feel the wetness and the heat. I know what you are doing but I can't believe it; perhaps it is me that is dreaming? There is a moment of pressure, then I am sliding in, a mass of sensations is clamouring for my attention, your lifted hips pressing against mine, your breasts against my chest, your tongue again between my lips and the indescribable warmth and feeling of enclosure on my penis. You have broken the kiss and your lips are on my neck now, highlighting each nerve ending with your tongue. At the same time you are squeezing me inside you, almost milking me. Your hands are on my hips and you begin to make rising and falling motions with them. You are asking me to fuck you. I withdraw a little and then begin to thrust gently but firmly. All the talk, the writing and the understanding has been leading to this. There will be time for foreplay later you are saying. First let me just have you inside me. It is so erotic that I feel myself beginning to come. Somehow you know this and hold me even tighter in until the explosion hits me and I fill you with my cum, the ultimate expression of trust between us. It feels wonderful. You look into my eyes again and lie back - you look completely satisfied. I will find out later just what it takes to really satisfy you. For now we will sleep a little more, before we wake to greet each other in the morning. |
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12/27/2006 5:11 pm |
My DREAM is that my Fantasy is YOURS too!!
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12/28/2006 3:40 am |
to connect with someone so completely that no words are needed....to want someone with every fiber of your being that you can think of nothing else until that desire is quenched... You always manage to put into words what others only dream about...
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12/28/2006 8:58 am |
Ok, I'm off to take a cold shower!
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My DREAM is that my Fantasy is YOURS too!!
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So do I - I haven't got to that bit yet!
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Nice new picture, ~k, can imagine you with a bun!
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Ok, I'm off to take a cold shower!
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Thanks Huntress, in view of the wonderful writing on your blog I take this as a big compliment!
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to connect with someone so completely that no words are needed....to want someone with every fiber of your being that you can think of nothing else until that desire is quenched... You always manage to put into words what others only dream about...
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Good to see your're still stirring the honey pot Dreamy Pants Kissu
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Good to see your're still stirring the honey pot Dreamy Pants Kissu But it's not a honey pot, that's just mean! At least it's not meant to be a honey pot! (No one else is reading this right?! LOL )
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1/2/2007 11:37 pm |
EROTIC ENGAGING a turn-on Lauren
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EROTIC ENGAGING a turn-on Lauren
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