Seeking for female partner who enjoys writing about sensual primal fantasies

[soulfulfriend]

A year ago I met a special women who took me into her sensual world and brought out my primal instinct. She taught me in my surrender how to receive pain while I taught her the emotional bond and sensual foreplay as I served her. I find myself changed and yet hungry to connect again this way. I'm looking for a friend to exchange e-mails and share fantasies. If in Toronto I would perhaps like to explore going out socially. Its important to me to be with someone who writes from the heart.



Something I wrote and wish to continue to explore with another passionate writer:

You can imagine I am quite famished now. My mouth is watering when I am turned on. I'm in just enough control that my teeth have not totally sharp. If it was anyone else I would have already run away in embarrassment. I looked up to see bed time for you. So tonight i will be a bit bold and come to you.

I do want to know, but i also want. So for once I would slip off your panties so we could touch and I could take in your scent. I know i am automatically pressing to you (like I know how to be yours) as I hold you from behind. My lips pressing to the back of your neck nuzzling, caressing and taking you in. My fingers tracing your body trying to listen obediently just in case you guide me differently. You knowingly place your hand on mine guiding me from the conservative places to the warmth of your heart. You turn and hum musically to me offering more. My lips naturally warm your ears. To take them between my lips to feel them and taste them. If I was going to taste you once tonight I would always make the most of it. You lovingly let me stay while I savor and take you in. You touch my face so we can kiss. Just softly as you care for me. That things are OK. I can feel purring as I kiss inside your hand. I know as I wet your finger in warmth I am thinking of something else which causes me to bite a little. I release your fingers as you look at me softly and kiss me again. My eyes closed you show me how to draw your body appreciating every shape and texture. So warm in my lap, you press harder as I cup you shaping your nipples between my fingers. I'm feeling so feverish that I slip beside you to take your nipple into my mouth. You cry out a little when you slip between my teeth. I am very sharp now.Knowing I am leaving marks even when I think i am not. I feel you petting me to bring me back. I come up to to nuzzle your cheek to listen to you. I ask you if we can touch more and you are good to me. We spoon and kiss. my hands wandering below your belly why you watch me heating up again. The tips of my fingers feel how wet you are ... how sensitive you are. Naughty me keeps touching as you coat me. And before you catch me I bring them to my mouth to lick them to know. I close my eyes hoping you won't mind that i want it. I look at you as my wet fingers return for more. They slip a little deeper making little circles. You do feel wonderful. I know I am kind of inviting a slap now. But that hasn't come. Instead you show me how you want me. Breathing with me, not letting me take it out. You tell me I must finish first before I get a taste again. So we move together ( your hips and my fingers). You bite my lip knowing I am not mr innocent. But all the same still want me with you. We keep going till you tell me you are to sensitive. So I lick up my prize. And I know full well naughty tiger is taking more then his share. But I get to stay with you. And I do because you will sleep now and keep me.

 

[The_GloriousBitch]

A year ago I met a special women who took me into her sensual world and brought out my primal instinct. She taught me in my surrender how to receive pain while I taught her the emotional bond and sensual foreplay as I served her. I find myself changed and yet hungry to connect again this way. I'm looking for a friend to exchange e-mails and share fantasies. If in Toronto I would perhaps like to explore going out socially. Its important to me to be with someone who writes from the heart.



Something I wrote and wish to continue to explore with another passionate writer:

You can imagine I am quite famished now. My mouth is watering when I am turned on. I'm in just enough control that my teeth have not totally sharp. If it was anyone else I would have already run away in embarrassment. I looked up to see bed time for you. So tonight i will be a bit bold and come to you.

I do want to know, but i also want. So for once I would slip off your panties so we could touch and I could take in your scent. I know i am automatically pressing to you (like I know how to be yours) as I hold you from behind. My lips pressing to the back of your neck nuzzling, caressing and taking you in. My fingers tracing your body trying to listen obediently just in case you guide me differently. You knowingly place your hand on mine guiding me from the conservative places to the warmth of your heart. You turn and hum musically to me offering more. My lips naturally warm your ears. To take them between my lips to feel them and taste them. If I was going to taste you once tonight I would always make the most of it. You lovingly let me stay while I savor and take you in. You touch my face so we can kiss. Just softly as you care for me. That things are OK. I can feel purring as I kiss inside your hand. I know as I wet your finger in warmth I am thinking of something else which causes me to bite a little. I release your fingers as you look at me softly and kiss me again. My eyes closed you show me how to draw your body appreciating every shape and texture. So warm in my lap, you press harder as I cup you shaping your nipples between my fingers. I'm feeling so feverish that I slip beside you to take your nipple into my mouth. You cry out a little when you slip between my teeth. I am very sharp now.Knowing I am leaving marks even when I think i am not. I feel you petting me to bring me back. I come up to to nuzzle your cheek to listen to you. I ask you if we can touch more and you are good to me. We spoon and kiss. my hands wandering below your belly why you watch me heating up again. The tips of my fingers feel how wet you are ... how sensitive you are. Naughty me keeps touching as you coat me. And before you catch me I bring them to my mouth to lick them to know. I close my eyes hoping you won't mind that i want it. I look at you as my wet fingers return for more. They slip a little deeper making little circles. You do feel wonderful. I know I am kind of inviting a slap now. But that hasn't come. Instead you show me how you want me. Breathing with me, not letting me take it out. You tell me I must finish first before I get a taste again. So we move together ( your hips and my fingers). You bite my lip knowing I am not mr innocent. But all the same still want me with you. We keep going till you tell me you are to sensitive. So I lick up my prize. And I know full well naughty tiger is taking more then his share. But I get to stay with you. And I do because you will sleep now and keep me.

I never write anything in my life but I'll try my best to show you how much I love your primal nature, how much I want to feed your hungry tiger. I hope I can do my best.