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I wish I could touch her.
To feel her hair
to smell her
and taste her lips.

I wish I could embrace her
listen to her breath
watch her smile
hold her hand
comfort her when she needs to be comforted
arouse her when she needs to be aroused.

I wish I could be there to feel her post-orgasmic glow
and the sweat upon the small of her back.
I wish to cuddle
and cry with her
and feel her purr

I wish to confront her
to dominate her
and push the limits of what she's willing to do

I want to see her lips hunger for my cock
and her ass welcome my tongue.
to suck in her labia
and taste her excitement,

to study her clit
and feel it with my tongue,

to feel my face pressed against her breasts
and her hair gripped tight in my fist.
to see her eyes closed
and her mouth open,
to feel her silent yell
and watch her face contort in painful pleasure.

I want to love her
and fuck her
all at the same time,
to worship her
and admonish her
and be dominated by her passionate aggression.

I want to learn from her
how to love her
how to hate her
how to please her
how to caress her
how to rape her
how to submit to her
how to be her everything

I don't know her... but I do
it is silly... as it is just a crush
but it isn't... because she is real

I wish I could tell her
if she only knew
how much I want to hold her
and whisper...



















this is for you.


just ..... beautiful ..... :rose:
 
This morning...

prior to my wife having to get up to go to work I touched her naked leg. She was warm.

I slid my hand up and curled my fingers inside and around the fabric of her panties. I felt comforted and my body relaxed. I don't know how long I had laid there. I am sure I didn't fall asleep because I remember feeling sexually aroused... but not really. It was more of a desire to be really close to her... but not in a venereal sort of way.

I ducked under the covers and wrapped my arms around her upper thigh. Perhaps it was an act of regression none-the-less it just felt right. My face was against her skin and I kissed her. I pulled my inside arm from the embrace and let my hand rest upon her pubic bone. I could feel her hair under the thin cotton fabric of her panties. I extended my arm up her body and under her night shirt and quietly let it lay between her breasts.

I had felt myself falling in-love with her again this morning. I like it when it happens because it's never on purpose and it's never expected... it just happens.

My hand slid across the top of her breast... then to the side... and then to the bottom. I could feel my fingers feel the flesh of her there. Earlier memories of being with her had been felt in my mind. Memories of kissing her neck slowly making my way to her breast. Memories of the first time I took her nipple into my mouth and studied how it felt against my tongue and feeling myself fall into her as she looked down upon me.

I traced the fabric of her panties with my thumb and forefinger, feeling her underneath... the texture of her hair, the contour of her body. With each downward stroke my fingers would be brought together; to finally meet upon the source of my passion.
 
where is my sweet mistress sleep?
I feel her upon my doorstep
her feet padding across the dew laden grass of my mind

Her hair blankets my body
calms my worries
and frees me from the shackles of wakefulness

I must go
I feel her hand gently upon my shoulder.
She guides me
where I want to be.
 

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where is my sweet mistress sleep?
I feel her upon my doorstep
her feet padding across the dew laden grass of my mind

Her hair blankets my body
calms my worries
and frees me from the shackles of wakefulness

I must go
I feel her hand gently upon my shoulder.
She guides me
where I want to be.

....your mouth is to die for.
 
...Yum. Not only do I like your name, I like your pics. Artistic, gets me wanting more... Tasty bits.
 
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