Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Things I said to him

Of course I think of you. Of course. I think of touching you for the first time, for the second time, for the hundredth time. I want to know what it would be to know your body, to discover what makes you moan, what makes you draw in your breath. I want to do things that excite you, make you have serious eyes, that make your imagination hum. I want to feel safe enough with you to hear the things you want and then do them without hesitation. I want to know that I could turn my body over to you for you to play with, that we could tease each other to the point of almost madness.

I told you tonight that I have hidden this sexual part of my nature. There is a part of me that is not ladylike – I want to do everything, to try everything. I want to make love to you very softly and quietly but I also want to fuck you standing up, sweating, with your hands on my ass pulling me open. I want to fuck you with other people watching us, to look you in the eyes as we feel their gaze on our bodies. I want it wet and dirty and hard. I want every way that is possible.

I want to know what you fantasize about. It would excite me a great deal to know what you desire, what you crave. I loved when you told me the story of your friend peeing in front of you. That is how that thing for me started except I was very young, maybe 10 and it was one of the first sexual moments I remember – maybe this is why it is so powerful to me. A friend and I went into the bathroom together and he watched me and I watched him and it was so exciting. Nothing else happened but we both watched each other so closely and that is the part I loved, being watched and knowing it was exciting to the other person. Having you accept that part of me is very exciting to me. It makes me feel very carnal, like I want to bite you, like I want to tie you up and sit in front of you and open myself up for you to look at but not touch. I want to tease you until you are moaning and your cock is twitching, and running with pre-cum. I want to kiss you and suck your nipples and kiss your belly and your thighs, suck your balls into my mouth and then finally untie you and feel the strength of your body as you take control of me, I want to know how you would arrange my body, I want to know what it would be like to be taken by you when you were that aroused, what you would demand of me. I would love to feel you cum inside of me, for me this is the ultimate sensation of sex and of trust and intimacy. This is an indescribable feeling to sense inside of my body – to be suddenly full of that hot pulsing wetness feels incredibly good, it makes me gasp.

I want to be an animal in sex. I want to be female. I want to do what feels good and not think about what I should or should not do, I want that level of abandon. I don’t want to think about how I look. I want to feel it only.

You make me feel this way. You make me want to give you things. With you I want to come into the room and pull down my panties and pull up my skirt and show myself to you. To put my hand on the front of your pants to feel how hard you are, to sit on your lap with you inside of me and to tell you about my day and hear about yours until we start to move together and our days fall away and mean nothing and we listen to each other breathe and hold tighter and tighter and tighter.

Friday, February 19, 2010

Now I'm in love with a man in Madrid

How and why do these things happen to me? He commented on some photos I had posted on Flickr - nothing dirty! I commented back. I wasn't looking for anything. Weeks of comments. What is it about the internet that leaves you with your guard all the way down. I felt safe and in control of the situation - which was nothing until...we talked about books and movies and music, music, music.
He has brown eyes and is sensual and generous and half a world away. I want to bite him and smell him. I want to fuck him in my sleep. I dream about him - in my dream we try to talk but have to keep kissing. I want to feel him cum in me, on me. I want to suck him gently and feel him pulse in my mouth. I want to sit on his lap with his hard cock inside of me and see how long he can maintain a coherent conversation. I want to hear him moan.

This is an impossible desire.
But...he makes me feel so female. So lush.