Tossing and turning isn’t going to help me get some rest, Alexandra thought as she rolled around on the big futon, trying to stay underneath the warmth of the electric blanket.
It was cold in the room, but warm in the bed. Her skin tingled. She kept thinking about him, how they left it last time they were together. How the pull to join, with lips and pussy and cock, had increased in strength and intensity.
Continue reading “Longing for orgasmic release”
The space in bed beside her is empty. He is not there.
Lying on her side, she caresses her naked breasts the way he would if he was there.
But it’s not enough.
Continue reading “Salacious fantasy”
He presses himself against her back, wrapping his arms around her shoulders.
It startles her, his sudden touch. Continue reading “Seductive play”
He approaches her from behind and cups her breasts. Trailing his fingers over her t-shirt, he seeks out her hardened nipples while pressing his bulge into her ass. Continue reading “Cold pleasures”
The man whose tongue is licking her nipple is dressed and suspended above her nude body. He’s gentle and intuitive, coaxing the little berry to harden and spring to action.
First one, then the other.
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“What are you doing,” she asks him over the phone.
“Dreaming,” he responds.
“You.” Continue reading “Carnal distractions”
She’s lying there, naked, with a fully dressed man straddled on top of her. He had just tied her arms to the headboard above the her head with silk scarves, not too tight, but leaving her unable to reach for him.
She longs to reach for him. To pull his head toward her to allow for a kiss.
Does he want to kiss me, she wonders while watching his face.
He in the meantime is checking the knots he secured on her wrists with the scarves. Then, he glides himself backwards until he straddles her knees, and looks at her. Continue reading “Silky bondage (part 2)”
This is a sequel to Emerging submission.
“Have you ever done this before?” She asks him with just a hint of trepidation.
“Yes,” he responds simply.
She wants to know more details, but isn’t sure how to ask.
They’re in the bedroom. She’s standing next to the bed and he’s rummaging in the bottom drawer of his dresser.
When he gets up and turns to face her, he has some long, silk scarves in his hands.
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“You know I won’t lead,” she said. “Or initiate…” Continue reading “Emerging submission”
“He wants me to initiate,” she blurts out of the blue.
We’re sitting on the couch, devices in hand, chatting and casually reading our screens.
I glance up from my phone and focused on her face.
“Sex, you mean?” I ask her. Continue reading “Submissive awakening – part 1”