Im sitting on an airplane flying and having consumed several
drinks am wondering what it would be like to be with you instead.
I wonder if I am making much sense considering how much I
have had to drink but I am I thinking about looking at your
body and imagining what thoughts would be flowing through
your mind if we were together instead of me here at 30, 000
feet in the air. I wonder what you would wear if you knew you
were going to be seeing me. I wonder if you would want to tease
me visually or if you would be coy. I wonder what you would
want me to do if we were together. I know what you would want
to do if I were with you. I wonder if you would tell me what
you really wanted with me or if you would hold back.
What I want to know is that you want me to seduce you. I want
to know that the thought of me touching you and stroking
you and caressing you excites you. I want to know that you
desire me and that you want to give yourself to me. To give
yourself to me so that I can give you pleasure. I want to give
you wave after wave of pleasure. I want to know that I can
give you more pleasure than any other man you have ever known.
I want to know that you will never forget the time that you
spend with me.
I want to dance with you and feel you press your body against
mine. I want to kiss you and feel you allow yourself to melt
to my touch. I want to feel the trust of your breasts against
me. I want to feel you press your pelvis against my leg. I
want to know that you crave my hand to touch you between your
legs.
I dream of you coming to me. I dream of you offering yourself
to me so that I can tenderly caress all of your body. I dream
of you in my arms, my lips pressed to yours. There is so much
that I want to share with you, experience with you.
Think about me gently stoking you between your legs, feeling
the soft, tender folds of you lips glide against my fingers.
Think of me parting your lips with my fingers, sliding the
length of my digit along the inner surfaces of your labia.
Think of me caressing the puckering flesh at your ass. Think
of my thumb probing the beautiful, wonderful, entrance
into your body. Think of my finger piercing your body and
deftly entering into you, deeply trusting into you in a
single motion. Feel my thumb as it swirls around in your
depths. Feel my thumb as it wipes the surfaces inside of
your tunnel, touching and caressing every millimeter
of flesh inside of you. Feel the tip of my middle finger caressing
your anal sphincter as my thumb explores the inner recesses
of you body. Can you feel my desire for you? Do you know the
pleasure that I want to give you?
I want to kiss your clit as my thumb is deep inside of you.
I want to suck your clit into my mouth and flick the tip of
your clit with my tongue, over and over. I want to feel the
tension in your body as I kiss your pussy, teasing your lips
with my tongue, probing into your body with both my tongue
and my finger. I want to feel your wetness, proffered to
me as the proof of your desire. And as I tease you with my tongue,
my mouth, my lips, my thumb, I want to rub my middle finger
against your ass and feel you writhe under my touch. I want
to touch you and caress you mercilessly until you gasp and
moan and climax for me.
Once you climax, I want to rub my thumb over your clit as my
middle and index fingers impale your pussy. I want to fill
you with my fingers and tease your clit; rubbing back and
forth over your clit with my thumb not letting up until
you are spasming under me, cumming for me, letting yourself
go, allowing yourself to feel all that I am doing to do. I
want you to allow yourself to get lost in the sensations
emanating from your body, from between your legs.
After you have climaxed over and over, I want to kneel between
your legs and use my penis to stoke the insides of your labia,
running the tip of my penis up and down between your lips.
Feeling the warm, smooth, silkiness of your body caress
the tip of my cock. Teasing until I slide myself deep into
your inner recesses. Finding fulfillment in you.
- Friends But Not Lovers
- Touching Myself
- Him
- Tales from A Cunning Linguist! Chapter One.
- Tales from A Cunning Linguist! Chapter One.
