What's Your Favorite Scent?
I'm partial to vanilla perfume; makes me smell like an Oreo cookie. Do you like Oreo cookies? Would you like to lick my creamy filling, savoring the sweetness until none is left? I'll be the cookie you supply the ‘milk’ - warm, creamy milk. I just love milk with Oreos!
Where Else
Would you like to be kissed, licked and stroked? Your eyebrows, perhaps? Soft, gentle, fluttery kisses before I move to your earlobes - my tongue gently teasing that sensitive, fleshy part while my warm breath blowing into your ear makes you shiver. Then down your neck to your shoulders - since you have two, I'll have to alternate kissing, licking and stroking so the other one doesn't get jealous. Then on down to the bend of your arm, perhaps? Is that part of you sensitive as well? And then on down to your forearm, licking my way down to your wrist. Would you like to feel my warm, wet mouth close over that spot where your pulse will be beating wildly? Then perhaps I'll lick the back of your hand before I close my fingers around your wrist turn your hand over and lick across your palm right before I draw one of your fingers into my mouth. Would you like for me to suck each one? Slowly, gently and then a little harder in simulation of what I want to do to your cock?
Then back up your arm, down across your chest, stopping to lick, kiss, suck and nibble at your nipples. I move down across your belly, teasing your belly button with my warm, wet tongue, before I move even lower and mercilessly tease you by stroking all around that warm, hard part of you. That part of you that will be aching to feel my mouth on your sensitive flesh; but no,not yet! Would you like for me to lick the crease of your thigh, move my tongue in circles all around your cock teasing, driving you wild with what I'm not doing?
Then on down the inside of your thigh to the back of your knee, down your calf to your ankle would you like to feel my tongue stroke across the top of your foot around the bottom of your foot, before I slide my tongue back up and gently suck on your toes? Do you think you'll be able to last long enough for me to kiss and lick my way back up to your hard, hot, aching cock? Aching for my mouth, my tongue on you. Finally, my mouth closes around you.
Is that how you like to be kissed?
Why Don't We?
See how many times we can make each other come before you even put your cock into me? We'll make it even more interesting and see how long we can make the other wait before there is no choice except to give in and feel the glorious, exquisite sensation of coming - sweet release. Doesn't that sound like delightful torture? There are so many things to do and so many ways to sweetly torture each other. Save your cock for the encore, the finale - make me beg you for it and laugh when I do. Continue to refuse me your wonderful, glorious cock until you can't help but give in and then be prepared to deal with the equivalent of a wild animal.
While we ravage each other's bodies - while you ravage my pussy with your mouth, fingers and then finally your cock. Your cock will be the main attraction. But until you give it to me, finger-fuck me: my pussy, my ass. Devour me with your mouth - your hot, wet mouth on my pussy, your tongue in my ass and then I will do the same for you. Will you beg me to let you put your cock in? Just a little bit? I'll laugh and shake my head and tell you no, not yet.
There’s no more secrets now. By now, you will know my pussy so well. My ass, you will know just how deep and how slow or how hard to fuck me. You will know my every sweet, sensitive spot. You will know just how to stroke them to make me shudder and moan in delight. How to rotate around in me and I will follow your lead. Will you love the feel of our hips gyrating together, grinding together? Will you love it when my eyes widen and then close right before I grip your shoulders or slide my arms around your neck and moan and shudder violently beneath you? Will your eyes be closed as well? Will your head be thrown back as you plunge into me? Or do you like to be close against me, your forehead against mine forcing me to look at you as you make me come so hard that I can't help the scream that escapes me?
Will you smile in triumph right before you feel that familiar quivering in your cock, right before you moan and clamp your mouth over mine, sliding your tongue in deep right before your body goes limp with sheer pleasure as you enjoy your own sweet release?
Did You Think About Me Today?
Every time you glanced at your desk, did you envision me bent over it? Did you see my hair spilling forward, my white-knuckled grip on the edges of your desk, while your warm hands gripped my ass? Your finger slowly slid first into my pussy, to get it wet, and then slowly into my ass? And then, did you dream about how I had leaned forward a little more, while my soft moans filled the room? Did you notice how I urgently pushed against your finger, wanting it even deeper in me? Did you notice how my soft moans turned breathless and ragged, as you teased me with your finger? Did you feel the heat of me pressed urgently against you, as you wrapped your arm around me and fondled my breast, the first stroke of your finger against my heated, sensitive flesh caused it to instantly spring to life.
As you stroked my nipple, you were simultaneously stroking my ass with your other finger - did you hear my soft, ragged gasps of pleasure? Did you laugh softly when I reached around you and attempted to tug your pants down? Were you reluctant to slide your finger from the warm, inviting depths of my ass to help me get your pants down? And then, were you taken by surprise when I pushed you into your chair, knelt between your legs and lowered my mouth to your hard, aching cock? Did your fingers grip the arms of your chair, while your head tilted back against its cushion and your eyes closed in pleasure at the feel of my warm mouth on you? Were you surprised when I took all of you into my mouth, deep into my throat, licking, sucking, stroking you with my tongue? Murmuring deep in my throat in pure pleasure, at the pleasure I was giving you. Did you release a ragged gasp of your own when you felt my fingers gently tug on your hot, tight balls? Tight with tension, aching for release. Were you torn, between wanting me to continue and wanting to put your cock where your finger had been just moments before?
Not to worry, I raised my head and smiled up at you, my eyes glazed over in pleasure, at the rapturous look on your handsome face. I pushed myself up, and lowered my head for a brief kiss - a teasing kiss - I know how you adore sharing tastes. You clenched your hands in frustration as your cock continued to rage. I turned around and lowered myself onto your lap, stopping short of lowering myself onto your cock. I turned my head and softly moaned, “Please…put it in me…you know how badly I want it…”
I leaned forward, my legs straddling yours - your hands were warm as you guided me down onto your cock. I shuddered and moaned as it slid easily and deeply into my ass. Slowly, I began to move up, and then down - torturously slow. I wanted to savor every single moment of having your cock in my ass. You filled me up completely. You are indeed the master. Your hands gripped my waist as I increased my pace, slowly at first, then a little faster. I couldn’t stop moaning as I literally bounced up and down on your cock. By now, your breathing had grown ragged, as your cock threatened to explode in me. Both of us were moaning in pure pleasure - it’s so good, neither of us wanted it to end. But alas, the moment came - as did we.
I threw my head back against your shoulder, as I felt your cock burst deep within me. I could feel the rapid beat of your heart against my shoulder blade as your hot seed flooded me - your grip momentarily tightened on my waist before you went limp. Long moments later, my ass was still twitching as I reluctantly got to my feet, but I had yet another hot surprise in store for you. Your eyes widened in a mixture of shocked disbelief and pleasure, when I once again knelt between your legs… and took you into my mouth.
Yeah, I Got 'Em
Those fuck-me vibes, I mean. My fuckability factor has increased 100 percent wouldn’t you say? People are looking at me - my head is held higher, my walk is slower, more deliberate - sexier, even? I smile more, laugh more because knowing that someone wants to fuck me the way you do is a total head rush.
Don't you think that I'm completely, totally fuckable?
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Beverly Cialone has been writing since junior high school. Her writing can be romantic and filled with fantasy or replete with the realism of gut-wrenching emotion. When she isn't working for the US Postal Service, she remains true to her passion - writing.
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