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ForeverNAlways said:
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"Kick them under the table, pet.” He drops a stack of napkins, the white paper fluttering to the floor, as his lips tip with humor. “Now, help me.” He ducks down, and I slowly sink to my hunches in a crouch. The sight of him crouched opposite me, his eyes hot and determined steals my breath. “Open up, let me see the pussy I petted," he orders me.

And I do...
*shudder*

Wow. My fantasies want to be your fantasies when they grow up. :heart:
 
aye! I want to jill. I want to jiggle my hot little pussy lips until it's all creamy. I have "fucklust" as tort says.

I'm holding out, only 24 hours!

my pussy feels zippy and delicious
 
Too depressed to get off. I seem to be able to get my dick half hard, but it won't go any further than that. I refuse to use the fantasies I've been using for the last few weeks and nothing else seems remotely satisfying right now.
 
OK, I'll toss off a quick one ...


Imagining that you worked nearby. Pretending that we could meet for lunch. But food wouldn't be on the menu. It's a rainy cold day, but neither of us noticed. We're wrapped up in the excitement of revealing ourselves to each other. Anticipating being alone and peeling off our clothes. Tasting the salt of each others flesh. Carried away by the desire in our eyes.

The precious moments right before, making out like teens. Hands exploring and enticing. Breath coming in ragged gasps. Finally pulling you on top of me and sinking in. The velvety feel of you surrounding me, tugging me along. Your teeth and nails bringing me back to reality but only for a few seconds. Desire pushing me further into the abyss.

A moan escapes your lips, bringing me ever closer. Playfulness overtakes me and I slow intentionally to prolong the encounter. You won't have it, and you spur me on with a single exploring finger between my cheeks. My teeth find your shoulder and work up to your ear lobe as my pace becomes undeniable. My hands teasing your nipples as you bring me over the edge with a single bite of my nipple.

Wave upon wave overtakes me as I lose myself completely in you. I can focus on nothing but the sounds you make as you join me, your body arched and quivering. Clinging together, comforting each other as the trembling subsides. Rolling over pinning you this time, my cock still hard against your stomach ready to start anew.
 
Holy god, I can't wait!

While I was driving around today, I unconsciously licked my lips and that triggered something in me, I had this INCREDIBLE urge to kiss/suck/lick his flesh. I put my finger to my mouth slowly started licking and sucking, teasing myself. I felt the blood rush to my lusty privates and I just grinned to myself.

I had a brief daydream about sucking him off in the car and being forced to swallow ALL of it, so I didn't make a mess. I'm craving the feeling of him getting off in my mouth, pumping me, fucking my face, forcing me to keep going even if I'm gagging. Slobber oozing out of the sides of my mouth, eyes watering, pussy dripping.
 
rosco rathbone said:
haha rimmy's av rules.

Perfect for a swinger.
I'm a swinger? I better go tell the bean.


unless you meant swinging from the antlers.
 
ForeverNAlways said:
Nice fantasy Shameless :)



Early shower tonight ~ discovered something new. You can hear through the wall between my apartment and the one next door. The bathroom wall to be specific. Once my shower and play was complete, and the water turned off, I was drying and heard the unmistakable sound of a man clearing his throat on the other side.

I'm not at all sure what he might have heard ~ but it was an 8. :eek:

Seriously hot. Do you know the guy next door?
 
ForeverNAlways said:
Nice fantasy Shameless :)



Early shower tonight ~ discovered something new. You can hear through the wall between my apartment and the one next door. The bathroom wall to be specific. Once my shower and play was complete, and the water turned off, I was drying and heard the unmistakable sound of a man clearing his throat on the other side.

I'm not at all sure what he might have heard ~ but it was an 8. :eek:


thats a huge fantasy of mine....to hear like that...
 
ForeverNAlways said:
Rick, The wall along the side of the tub is the shared wall, if I said anything or made any sounds, (given that I heard his throat clearing so well), I'm sure he could have heard me. I'm afraid now, I'll be self-conscious about it however. :eek:


here's hoping for your sake he is gorgeous...you dont want to be doing that for some creepy old man
 
i lived with a woman who was remarkably "vocal." animal planet-worthy vocal. we lived in a cheap townhouse. the bedrooms in the units were upstairs. they stretched the width of the units. we always heard the guy next door coughing. nicknamed him "TB."

he never looked my girlfriend in the eye.
 
ForeverNAlways said:
Tort, I don't think he's been there long ~ I think that apartment was vacant. Which may be why I didn't realize you could hear through the wall. It just stunned me... lol... and had me replaying the last minutes in my head wondering what words stayed in my head and what words might have made it past my lips.


Rick, The wall along the side of the tub is the shared wall, if I said anything or made any sounds, (given that I heard his throat clearing so well), I'm sure he could have heard me. I'm afraid now, I'll be self-conscious about it however. :eek:

I know if it was me, I'd be forever vigilant for the sound of your shower running. But that's just me. ;)
 
CrackerjackHrt said:
i lived with a woman who was remarkably "vocal." animal planet-worthy vocal. we lived in a cheap townhouse. the bedrooms in the units were upstairs. they stretched the width of the units. we always heard the guy next door coughing. nicknamed him "TB."

he never looked my girlfriend in the eye.

Heh. I can picture him, all fidgety.

I've a definite penchant for vocal women. Yum.
 
rick_j21 said:
here's hoping for your sake he is gorgeous...you dont want to be doing that for some creepy old man
I don't agree. I think 'creepy' lecherous older men are kind of hot.

When I was 17, I lived in this tiny room plus bath in a run down building. Disorganized teen that I was, I'd often forget my key, so I'd kick open the old fashioned milkbox, and crawl/slither through it headfirst. It was a tight fit, even though I was a very slender girl. My next door neighbor would hear the kick of my boot against the milkbox door, and he'd come out into the hallway to watch (I had to wear a kilt for school, so my legs were always bare). He liked the view.

He was a sculptor, heavy drinker, probably early sixties. I wasn't afraid of him. I actually felt he looked out for me quite a bit. And he was totally open about perving on me. Had a series of girlfriends close to his own age, and he'd take long baths with them, which I could hear in my bathroom. I'd listen to them fooling around in the tub - his low growly voice, and the boozey giggle of the woman. That turned me on too.

I think I have a special soft spot for pervy older guys - not molesters. Just obvious old goats.
 
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ForeverNAlways said:
Now, that might encourage me to break down some of my own inhibitions.

Right after I got over the shock of it. *grin*

i am loud when i ummm you know please myself so i am sure you would hear
 
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