Well, I was reading what I wrote on your blog in between your lines and thought, “Far fucking out!’ And to think I wrote that and it’s about something I did with you. It’s all too much, or should I say, it’s just enought.
Never know what life will surprise you with…
I`ve been out of town. Next week would be great. Does she know? we were going to call her with me in the backgrnd. She would think u r the caller. You will give her the cc info. Do u remember what you were going to say? would love 2 hear u get off with my fav subject. Cant wait !!!!
You know, most of the time we’ve spent fucking has been in the cold, dark of Winter. There have been plenty of nights, jumping into bed and twisting our legs together to warm up, laughing at and apologizing for popsical cold fingers and ice-cubed toes. Nights when getting out of bed for more water to relieve parched-from-gasping mouths and throats, meant searching for slippers or freezing our feet. Nights when doorstop goodnights were shortlived – passionate kisses cut off by vicious winter winds. Nights when the weight of extra blankets added to and muffled that of the delicious weight of you on top of me.
Don’t get me wrong: keeping each other warm (hot!) has been tonnes of fun, even if the sweat we worked up meant we cooled down quickly. But as you know, I’ve got a thing for fucking outside and with my impossible intolerance for cold, this warm and sunny Spring day’s got me all revved up, imagining the soon-to-come outside adventures of an “adult” nature.
There’s something a little exciting about the risk of getting caught, but more than that it’s the open air – the way the breeze sweeps over skin damp with sweat and wet kisses. The freedom of fucking unbound by walls and doors – open air, by the water ideally, where rhythmic lapping of waves against the shore set the pace for bodies rocking together. Gripping cool grass between my fingers instead of sheets while you fuck me hard. Tasting the salt of sun-inspired sweat on your hot skin. The smell of rich dirt mixed in with the smell of you.
I know, it’s not quite warm enough for all of that yet lover… but soon! summer’s coming! And til then, I’m on the lookout for all the places we can go exploring together.
My lover, who is in my cunt,
pervert is your name.
My climax has come,
You will be done,
on earth like it is in heaven
Give me today, my daily fuck.
And forgive all my affairs,
as I forgive those who cheated on me.
And lead me far into temptation,
but deliver me back with no STIs.
For your cock is the kingdom, the power and the glory. for ever and ever. please fuck me.
All I have ever wanted was to lick your feet while I jerk off. I don’t even need to come on them. I don’t wanna make them dirty. I wanna have this whole day to play with them. I would wash your gorgeous little feet, dry them off, massage them in my hands.I love that colour red you paint them. If you would push them into my face, around my nose so I can smell them and lets them just inch into my mouth. To suck on. And lick between you perfect little toes. My cock gets incredibly hard thinking about how good you would taste. How magnificent you would smell. If you would rub your feel along my hard cock for you. Jerk me off with them. Let me come all over them and I’ll get down on my hands and knees and I’ll lick it off.
If I ever start to worry that we are going to get stale. ….it’s like you can read my mind, because the very next time I see you those worries seem to fly out the window. When I can’t think of anything next that we could do to each other, you introduce me to something I couldn’t have though of, but drives me so crazy.
It makes me wonder when it will end, or maybe you are just a never ending source of excitement for me. Source of newness and orgasms. It’s been over two years and I still get nervous to knock on your door. I get flustered when you star into my eyes. And your touch, your touch anywhere on my makes me wetter than I’ve imagined could be possible.
I almost dare you to bore me. It’s been so long since I’ve had any kind of typical or vanilla sex that it almost seems like it could feel about taboo.
I never wished I had a pussy ’til I saw your cock.
I Can’t wait till you get home, I get so horny while you are at work, and can’t help but think of when you get home, I’ve played with myself at least a dozen times.. but i won’t let my self finish, thats our rule. By the time you get home, my panties will betray me. I can’t wait till you get home, and claim me.. stretching me to accommodate for your large girth. I can’t wait till you spread me on the bed and pin me down…
Listen, I have to be honest. I suck your cock like a queen. I always let you fuck my ass. I know you think I’m fucking hot. And I totally get into everything you want me to. So I don’t see why you wont do this one little thing for me?!?!?!?!!! Eventually I WILL find someone else who will. Don’t YOU wanna be that person for me. I don’t know how many more times I can ask or reassure you. It wont make you a fag. I’m a hot WOMAN. Key WOMAN. And as a WOMAN I want to fuck your ass. Now you just think on this for a moment. I’ll trade ya. You can pick one thing, anything, that you want me to do. And I’ll do it (no matter what!) as long as I get what I want to. I bet ya 5 bucks you love it more than I do.
My bed smelled like you this morning. It made it so difficult to get out of. I could have lied there thinking about you all day. With my eyes closed, smelling my sheets… I could almost feel your arms around me. I could almost feel you on top of me, and inside of me. I don’t wanna wash my sheets. You have to promise to come over again. I always want my bed smelling like your scent and your sex. Your cologne.