Cunnilingus

C is for cream. Extracted with longing.

U is for unison. Tongue, rhythm and passion.

N is for night. Where we sin under a silent backdrop.

N is for nipples. Soft and plump, sensitive.

I is for illicit. Snatched moments of pure pleasure.

L is for licking. Long and firm, tasting.

I is for intimacy. Her, on the tip of your tongue.

N is for naked. Flesh on flesh, senses heightened.

G is for gushing. Make her, please make her.

U is for uninhabited. Open, free and beautiful.

S is for sex… Of which is sure to follow.

Lucky boy.

Satisfied

Loving soft kisses,

Trailing from my lips down,

Making me twitch,

Making no sound.

 

Hips move in slow motion,

My body lay flat,

Desperate for your touch,

More of this, less of that.

 

My thighs fall open,

So desperate for more,

I’m at your mercy,

Shaking to the core.

 

My vision is blurred,

You do it right,

Arching my back,

Hold hands tight.

 

Kisses turn wild,

I’m swollen, waiting,

A tongue enters,

I’m left shaking.

 

Strong and direct,

Fully under control,

Gyrating, wanting,

Reaching the goal.

 

Eyes roll back,

I giggle and writhe,

Slick and tender,

Satisfied.

I love him.

If you follow me on Twitter (sorry for being a bit quiet lately…) you’ll know I recently told an ex-client about my feelings for him which grew so strong I couldn’t hold back any longer. He’s married, I knew that from day one and I had no intention of falling for him the way I did. This has never happened before, a trick’s a trick and I’ve taught myself to abandon all emotion when I’m doing what I do.

It didn’t go to well when we met. He told me what I needed to hear, to heal, to move on. He couldn’t ever be with me. I’m just a whore.

He made me feel amazing, he looked into my eyes like I was the only girl in the world. I felt so protected in his arms, all I needed was him. His love. As much as I’m hurting right now, writing is the only way I know how to make myself feel better, to get it all out in the open like it’s free from my mind. I want to remember the good times, I want to remember how he made me feel. I cried as I wrote this, but through the tears the butterflies were still there…

I love when I take you in my mouth whilst still soft. I love the way you slowly grow and the low groan that escapes you as you fully stiffen at my lips. I know just how you like it, with your cock slippery wet and my hand in a firm twisting motion from the base with my tongue and mouth willingly working the tip.

I love the moan as I take you fully in my mouth, and the taste of myself with the distinct flavour of your salty pre cum. I love the satisfying sound as you slip out as I’ve been sucking hard on you and can’t wait to feel the tip hit the back of my throat again. I love stopping to admire the contrast of my small hand running over your huge cock, as I gently spit on the tip…

I love the way your body is so defined next to my soft curves, my perfect opposite. I love how my long eyelashes brush against your cheek as your lips explore my face to tenderly kiss me, your hands holding my neck as if I’m fragile, unspoilt.

I love the way your hands flow over my body as your tongue delicately fills my mouth and I feel my pussy stirring. I love your big hands, masculine perfection. I love the way you’re so gentle, my eager clit lost under your full fingers.

I love the way you tease me, feeling me writhe in pleasure at such a simple caress, desperate to feel something inside.I love the feel of your kiss on my neck as your finger sinks inside me, your ear next to my lips, listening to me inhale deeply, slowly. I love how my hips become under your control, my hands clawing at your hair as I begin to lose myself in you…

I love the way you climb on top of me, your eyes locked onto mine and your huge cock heavy on my thigh.

I love the way you hold my hands above my head, owned, yours. I love the hungry anticipation as the tip of your cock glides over my sopping wet lips, my clit swollen, craving attention. I love the way you smile as you slip inside me, the first thrust so electric, intense. I love how you stop to let me feel your cock buried deep inside, my hips slowly gyrate to meet yours ensuring not a fibre of your length is missed.

I love how my hands run over your arms, clawing at your huge shoulders as you pick up rhythm, our sexual aura in perfect harmony…

I love how we switch positions with perfect ease, your strong physique dominating, controlling me. I love telling you how much I love you fucking me, how good it feels. I love how you make me orgasm with such an intensity I can’t catch my breath, my body is uncontrollable as I shudder, shake and gasp. I love the way you laugh as I slowly come back to reality and my body wildly twitches with every deep thrust you continue to plough me with…

I love when my soft whispers turn into growling demands to fill me up, I love it when you’re on the verge and for those few seconds the only thing on your mind is the orgasm.

I love the short moment you’re using my body to pleasure yourself. I love how you stiffen up and I can feel the tension ripping through your body. I love how you go harder, faster with each stroke and I feel you shudder as your cock violently pulsates inside me and every squirt fills me more and more, my pussy left hot, sodden and sticky…

Violated.