So it’s been a while since I’ve written any fantasies for the viewing public. I know you all really liked them. With the fact that I’m trying to write more, doing phone sex again, have been reading Sinclair a lot, and well cause of inspiration….I wrote something today. Enjoy…and if you like it…maybe I’ll share more of them.
I’m sitting in your room…I have my back to the door…I’m playing with the kitty cause you had to step out of the room. You manage to come back in without me hearing you. You slip up behind me and suddenly my eyes are covered with a silk scarf that you tie behind my head. I gasp in surprise and my hands raise up to the silk covering my eyes. I hear you whisper suddenly, semi harshly…mostly just with intensity and desire not to move…not to make a sound.
You tell me to raise my arms up and I hesitate a little….I’m afraid you’ll tickle me….but you whisper “trust me”, so after a small second I raise my hands high over my head. Your fingers brush under the hem of my shirt, feather light over my skin and then you slowly strip my shirt off me. You purr in my ear how beautiful you think I am…how you love how soft my skin is…how you love the taste of me as you leave soft trails of kisses over my shoulders after the shirt comes off. My hands are still over my head and you don’t tell me to lower them. I feel you start to leave soft light kisses from the base of my neck down my spine and I shiver. You get to the top of my pants and then without missing a beat your tongue flicks out to lick a slow line back up the way you came. I make soft sounds, shivering, purring, unable to stop the small snake like movements of my back as you tease me.
I feel your mouth move to a shoulder as you gather my hair and shift it to one side. Your mouth is heaven on my flesh and then you begin nipping with your teeth as your hands fall along the skin of my sides. Your fingers splay out and wrap around to my stomach as they curve around my body. They meet in the middle then quickly without warning you scratch from the center to the sides and I gasp and moan dipping my head back. My arms begin to tremble, my body sensitive but you still don’t allow them to descend. One hand travels up my side, past my shoulder, up my arm as the other hand moves it’s way back to the center of my body. Your mouth still torments me with kisses and teasing little bites from my flesh.
Your fingers weave with the fingers of the hand you’ve traveled up to meet and my torso curves in a slithering S involuntarily. Small noises escape my throat, my breathing coming in gasps, in quick soft sighs.
Without warning the hand that holds mine, pulls my arm down and behind my back as you simultaneously pull my body tight to your chest with the hand that’s captured me from the middle. If that’s not enough those two actions, combined with your mouth fusing to my throat as your teeth bite into me, is enough to pull a hungry growl from you and words praising God from me.
Your mouth and teeth suck upon my neck and I get weak, light headed. My body pliant, my breathing heavy, my skin slick with the sweat your actions have pulled from me; you know I’m soaked and I know you’re hard.