A Visit

I knew I was going to have company that day, he had been emailing me for weeks telling me he missed me and wanted to come and see me. Some of the notes he sent told me in detail what he wanted to do to me when he did get to come, just the thoughts of those words that came from him excited me a great deal.

I prepared myself by taking a hot relaxing bath ... shaving all the right parts. When I finished, I stood and stared at my naked body in the mirror, dripping wet. I started oiling my body from top to bottom while it was still wet, then patted myself dry. I made sure to find the perfect perfume to wear. I dressed myself in pink satin and lace lingerie.

Candles lit, a darkened room I sat waiting.

My doorbell rings three times and I hurry to answer it. I open the door and he steps inside silently. I felt his eyes on my body, then he reached for me and pulled me tightly against his body. He kissed me, so deeply and with eager passion. Then he said, "You know what to do." His voice was thick with arousal.

We quickly entered my bedroom where he took me down on the bed. Soon we were both undressed and caressing each others bodies. The thoughts of his emails were coarsing through my mind and I was eagerly awaiting the fulfillment.

He began kissing me so passionately, nibbling and even biting my neck. He places his hand on the inside of my knee and gently opens my legs, moving it further upwards and I am loving his caress. He begins teasing my nipples with his tongue while rubbing my clit with his fingers.

I know what he likes so I begin stroking his cock, I move my head lower, he takes my hair and pushes my head down to his cock ... where my mouth engulfs him. I gently stroke him up and down while his every inch is in my mouth. I cup his balls, licking and sucking them as I stroke his hardened cock with my mouth.

The sound of me pushed into the wall reverberates through the room. His eyes are on fire, my breasts heave as I thrust my body against his. Two naughty adults acting like teenagers learning what pleasures fill the human mind and body.

I am his. Never have I felt so safe in another's arms. I know he will find it in him. I know his wants and desires are deeper then either of us could ever put into words. This love chains me to his heart. This love aches for everything that his have ever wanted to do or say. I beg of him to say the words. I'll knell before him with tears of happiness in my eyes. All I want is to be wrapped up in his chains. All I want is to be tortured and then rewarded by his love. With me there is only one rule. Anything to make him want me. Anything at all.

Long Awaited Pleasures

The prospect of our meeting has occupied my thoughts for some time. I've often imagined how it might begin for us.

Sometimes, I've pictured myself as the seducer, peeling away your clothes item by item, gradually revealing your glorious body, only undressing myself when your nakedness has been unveiled. Other times, the roles are reversed; you disrobing me first, yourself last.

And sometimes, the fantasies in my head have no time for the subtleties of seduction. In those imaginings, the need to satisfy the cravings of our flesh is too great, inspiring us to tear frantically at each other's clothes until we are utterly nude.

Yet while any of those scenarios would be exciting, there is one beginning that always arouses me more than any other. In this one, we are finally alone, in some secluded, private place. I don't know where. All that matters is that no one knows that we are there. In my imagination, the day is overcast, rain driven hard against the windows by sharp blasts of wind. The curtains are drawn, the light cast from a single lamp sufficient to cast warm shadows across the room. We stand in the centre of this calm eye, ten feet apart, regarding each other in silence. We both understand what comes next.

Without a word, we begin to undress, our eyes never leaving each other for a second. No talking. No touching. We simply watch each other's faces as we strip away our clothes. Only when we are completely naked do we walk towards each other… I lust for the soft kiss of your mouth against mine, the caress of your hands tracing the arc in the small of my back. I hunger for the touch of your skin against mine, your hands roaming across my breasts. I ache to feel your tongue against mine, teasing, tasting me. I want you to feel your hard cock against my belly, pinned between our bodies, until I can no longer ignore its presence. You long for my fingers to entwine themselves around your thick shaft, slowly working your foreskin back and forth. You yearn for that moment when your body slowly descends along mine, until my mouth reaches your cock, you gasp in pleasure as I finally swirl my tongue around your cockhead, slip you deep inside my mouth. When you look at me, your instincts tell you that I am a wondrous cocksucker, that I am a woman who truly adores to suck cock. I want to make you orgasm as you have never orgasmed before. I want to watch your face at the moment you explode inside my mouth, to see your expression as I swallow every last drop of you, then I lick my lips with contentment.

And while the taste of your cum is still fresh in my mouth, I want to stand up, walk across to the sofa or the bed, lie down, slowly open my thighs wide and say, “Now pleasure me.”

Role reversal. I want to watch you as you lower your face between my thighs, press your lips to my wet pussy. I want to watch you as you open me slowly, as your tongue traces my clitoris, and you drown in my juices. It doesn't stop there. You know now that you are driving me wild, just as the promise of possessing your sexy, naked body has driven me wild for weeks, months. You devour me with your fingers and your lips and your tongue until I come, and come again, making me scream with pleasure. I am gasping for you to fuck me, I am pleading to feel your cock buried deep inside my cunt.

There are so many things that I have imagined doing with you, to you.

This would make a good place to start.