dirty thoughts of a 21st century woman

I hate that the flash backs have left me drooling for more I do want seconds of that serving .. I envision him pinning me against the wall and I try work my way out but suddenly he is kneeling before me with my one leg on his shoulder … he lets his lips travel up my thigh and I purse as if my breath is too sweet to hold in Lets his tongue flirt with my underwear and lets his warm breathe excite me further .. The anticipation to have him divide my lips with his hardness has me out of control.. he comes up and I pop my eyes out as if to ask *WAS THAT IT* he passionately kisses me leaving my legs weak .. then he turns me over gently to face the wall – spreads my legs as if he were a police officer sniffing for something illegal on my body … he kisses my neck leaving shivers down my spine .. he leads his lips tortuously slow down my spine right down to my ass… he stops there and removes my underwear with just his teeth   … I look over and find his eyes fixated on me .. he par...

I lay on the bed on my back and feel my inner thighs shake I have been trying to open up just enough space for his tongue and hoping he would give up on treasure digging and come up and give me some of that tongue action. I let up after trying to clench my thighs – they collapse apart and he continues to dig .. as if I was under his spell I let my hips sway to his rhythm .. and it seems none of my tricks work on him .. I tried the ‘come up I want to tell you something’ he lets me down gently whilst allowing his tongue to draw the number eight on my clit .. 8 ate 8 My hands find refuge on my thighs and his head – as If im cheering him on I squirm and feel a strong convulsion Before I can distract myself so as not to cum .. I find my hands reaching out to his and I mumble –say – sing - moan his name like I was meant to repeat it so he knows that he just owned it .. Truth is this started off lightly … I was seated on the couch not expecting him to show up You see I didn’t ...

He has that thing he does – does it to me as im thinking about it as if I predicted his next move. I placed my glass on the table and I reached out for a hug and wanted a HELLO kiss. He has been here for over an hour and im only thinking of greeting now. I finally tore a strip of my masked veil and invited him over to my space. I blame it on the wine I had during lunch because I found myself tipsy texting – I wasn’t drunk yet. But I know I wanted badly to see him. I have the meat in the oven and the veggies cooked and ready. Salads chilling in the fridge. It isn’t long before he convinces me to join him in burning some trees outside. I absorb every second and exchanged word grasping that he is indeed here. I embrace him while his manly shoulders cover me as if to protect me and in a natural order our lips meet and I dig in whilst he savors them too after what seems to be us catching our breaths beneath our noses pressing against each other – he whispers HELLO … I Hi back and smil...