The Chaise
February 3rd, 2008 by Lyndee(A blast from my past!)
THE CHAISE
I walk into your room and find you laying naked on the Chaise. Waiting on someone, are you?With the soft flicker of candlelight, I can see that familiar sparkle in your eye. No words are spoken, simply that look that alerts me of your craving. Your want. Your need. I am here for you now, so you can take your hand off your cock.
You feel my freshly manicured nails, painted candy apple red, on your right instep. Moving upward, I begin to gently brush my fingertips up the inner aspect of your calf and thigh. Bypassing, but not to ignore your stiffened cock, I trace your ”love trail” up your tummy, and through the soft hair on your chest. You resist the urge to reach down and take your cock back into your hand, knowing that within seconds it will be my hand wrapped around you. Afterall, it is MY cock.
Feeling my soft hands cupping your face and bending down to kiss your angel soft lips just a peck, as I reach down, you feel my palm wrapping itself around you. Slowly stroking you as I brush my lips against every part of your face. Leaving traces of my pale pink lipstick; making an artwork of your face. Feeling my tongue against your ear as I softly whisper,I feel your response within my grip.
My tongue glides back to your lips, parting to take me in. Sucking me in, hard! Tongues dancing, being sucked back and forth with such force. I feel your hands reaching up to cup my breasts; my nipples already erect. I remove my hand from your cock, reach up and pull the belt of my robe. My robe opens and falls to the floor.
I straddle the Chaise, taking your cock back into my grasp, beginning to rub the head of your cock against my outer lips, your eyes, like a reflection in mine. Feeling my wetness and your precum against my lips, I open myself up to you, and begin to masturbate my clit with your cock. Using your cock for my pleasure. Ultimately, the head of your cock works its way into me. I begin to lower myself onto you, however, you are already thrusting into me. I cannot fuck you fast enough. Gripping and milking you while fucking you with my eyes. And, that sweet cunt you crave so often.
Tell me, tell me what it is that you want?
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EarOtica 69
November 14th, 2007 by Lyndee- french kisses
- crotchless panties
- hairy chest
- spooning
- phone calls for no reason
- spontaneity
- boxer briefs
- love note on the bathroom mirror
- holding hands
- fingertips brushing softly
- afternoon delights
- moonlit walks on the beach
- fucking in the rain
- flirting with the one you love
- the color purple
- earlobes
- slow dancing
- 3am sex
- breathtaking hugs
- massages
- strip poker
- broad shoulders
- nibbles
- whispers
- passion
- filthy talk
- showers together
- making out
- oils and lotions
- playing footsies
- bulging jeans
- braless
- satin and lace
- lip gloss
- a wink
- shared secrets
- phone sex
- sharing a pillow
- candles
- forty pecks
- baby dolls (lingerie)
- nudity
- cuddling
- sharing an ice cream cone
- silk
- loosened ties
- equality
- bedtime stories
- rose petal baths
- intelligence
- red finger nails
- ball caps on chicks
- falling in love
- confidence
- smile
- sense of humor
- soft hands
- tongue in ear
- eye to eye
- a man who can cry
- long dark eyelashes
- goodnight kiss
- being loved
- courage
- deep voice
- sex in risky places
- soft skin
- flowers for no reason
- undressing one another
So, here is my list of 69 things I find erotic, or in this case EarOtic!
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