I know what you do.
I know you touch yourself when you read my words. You race through the sentences quickly at first, skimming, searching for the point that will make you sigh. You languish in that place. Your thoughts wrapping themselves around the picture I have painted, just as your fingers wrap around your sex.
I know there are certain words that are a jolt to your gut. Dirty little spunk words that trip off the tongue. Words like wet and cunt, mouth and cum, ass and take. But it's the phrases that spill from my lips that make you ache with lust. That make you want. "Cum for me baby", begged with eager eyes. "Give it to me harder", pleaded urgently. "Fuck my ass lover", said as I look over my shoulder at you with big blue eyes. Those are the things that make you reach down between your legs and touch that throb.
I know you close your eyes and imagine yourself there. Your fingertips gliding over and around all of my secret places. Our kiss, so tentative at first, so hesitant, but hunger overriding. My wet and eager mouth on you, working you into a lather. How heavy my hair feels in your hands. What my pussy must taste like on your tongue. Picturing all of these naughty things, these sights and these sounds makes you crave that release.
I know you have me on all fours, and on my knees. I know you have me in your lap grinding, and head to toe lapping at each other. I know we make love under clouds of covers, and fuck bent over the hood of a parked car. I know sometimes it is just you and I, and other times it is a tangle of others with us. I know you love me in lace and ribbon, and lust me in mesh and leather. I know sometimes it is slow and sweet, and other times it is rough and raunchy. I know it's always a pleasure.
I know what you do.
But I love when you tell me anyway.
33 have whispered back:
You know me so well.
Max
I also know, little Secret, that you crave every bit of this yourself. That you get a little excited when I drop a note to you. That you would love for me to hop a plane, fly to you, meet you, spread your legs and suck that gorgeous, sweet little cunt absolutely dry. That you would go fucking nuts when I offer my own little personal vibrator to you in the form of humming on your pussy while you throb and jolt...no voice...no noise...just the fun and the cum.
You'd like that, I'm pretty sure.
God I've been horny all damn day. I finally got home and have been jerking off for about an hour until I saw your post and had to explode.
I cum to your stories all the time baby...
...and I love telling you what I do.
:-)
You know all too well, don’t you! But it’s not just the words, it’s the manner in which put them together – how they flow and ebb. Even more important… is the thought of you! The thought of you…is the pièce de résistance!
Madam
I have torn my home apart looking for you, but you were not there. For how else but standing close enough to participate could you know what happens in the dark of the night when the only light in the room is the feeble light of a computer screen.
I have named you Muse, but I must also name you Temptress. You tempt a man of the cloth to leave the straight and narrow and enter your world of sensual pleasure. Hell, you could tempt a babe suckling on his mother's breast to leave the teat and crawl towards you.
I wrote once that I wanted to make you mine. It would not be taking His Name in vain to call upon Him as witness that I still have the desire to hold you in my arms and enjoy the pleasures of your body and mind. My greatest fear is that I would lock you away so that only I could partake of you. That would be the cause of both of our deaths. You would not be able to survive locked away from the world you enjoy, and I would die from starvation not wanting to leave your bed to dine. That is if I did not die first from heart failure while fucking you. But what a kicking way to go.
If there is a fault in your writing, and I pray that you do not find offense in my pointing it out. And that fault is that you are not acknowledging that not only do you drive men to madness with thoughts of passion and lust, but that you invoke the same thoughts in other women.
SO777
Love it! Love to hear someone tell you that!
Max, that's because we are the same people darling.
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Ronjazz, you know me better than I know myself. My lust anyway. My arms, and legs, are always open for you. Always.
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Wandering Lover, you have no idea what your last sentence does to me. I've read it over and over again. Thanks handsome.
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BND, and the submissive side of me just loves it when you do.
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Single One, it wouldn't be the first time I have been called Temptress. Eve. A Seductress. Luring the pure to be bad with me. I've simply found it's no fun having this much fun alone. I'm a party girl at heart.
As for the fault in my writing, do me a favor lover? Read this post again. Do you see a single reference that implies only to men? An entire post without the word "cock", is it not? My girls know I crave them as much as I crave you men. Well, okay maybe not AS much, but close ;-)
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Nectar, But I love it when YOU tell me sexy girl.
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The ability to cause that. To know that your words make him (or her) weak is absolutely intoxicating, isn't it? Delicious even.
Sweetie, yes...you absolutely know what I do...now enough with these silly words...come over here...
The ancient Greeks always espoused the aphorism: know thyself.
And I gotta admit to a little self-knowing after reading this one.
Kate, I'm quite drunk on lust each and every day.
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Button, with that luscious ass of yours I am already there.
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L, like it! I always say (with a smile) "I'm good. I've had myself, I know."
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Beautifully written.
Madam
I reread your post, and I see my error in interpeting your writing.
Rereading with a different point of view helped me better appreciate your ability to write something this sexy without making it gender specific.
I donot know if I would name you Eve. Lilith, maybe. Adam's first wife who demanded equality in bed.
I look forward to your next post.
SingleOne
ditto.
When I click the link to your blog, I already have an expectation of arousal. My heart beats faster as I see a new posting. My eyes flick back and forth, absorbing your words, taking you into my mind. By the last word my cock has fully risen, never more alive, ripe for pleasure. Yes, I touch myself, for you and for me. Do you see me? Do you feel it too? I hope so. ;^)
Fabulously filthy. Great writing. My favorite... "Dirty little spunk words that trip off the tongue. Words like wet and cunt, mouth and cum, ass and take."
Sounds like you're calling someone out here.
Unbroken, baby, handsome, how could I have missed you? Forgive me? What if I promise to make it up to you? ;-)
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O, a comment like that, from a blogger of your caliber, is an honor. Thank you for stopping by.
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Single One, Lilith hmmm? Seductress, night owl, that long blond hair...yes you may be right on this one.
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Sage, if you only knew what I do with those images of you I have in my mind cowboy...
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Badside, your flattery gets you everywhere with me. I become wrapped around your finger. But you've seen that haven't you? ;-)
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Buddha, yes I like the word SPUNK. Hard and dirty. Just the way I like it.
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EZ, come out, come out, wherever you are.
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You are so fucking hot. "make love under clouds of covers" beautiful!
thanks.
vnx
mmm...at it'd be my pleasure to tell you in person.
I'd love to tell for the night was not impartial. No the night loved some more than others, served some more than others. Yet, our playfulness breaks over my face like a roaring blush. Impulse devours us; we're finally opening the gates to unadulterated pleasure. Emotions are thrown away for complete and utter lust. Sweet lips mutter.... and you chew lust like a last meal.
You know my hand is between my legs, rubbing gently, reading your words over and over, making me ache to cum.
Thinking of you watching me, thinking of you playing with me, thinking of you guiding my hand wherever you want to see it--to feel it.
Teasing, tantalizing...
Mmmm, cumming.
...boy, honey, do I need some pussy right now...
Can we be the tangle of others?
http://sexwithdickandjane.wordpress.com/
I have an excellent running mental video of what I think might go on.......
Vixen, good place to read all those naughty magazines too hmmm luv?
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Fury, anytime handsome, anytime. Bring it.
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Darkly Unknown, welcome to my pocket sexy girl. You are certainly divine. A treat for the mind.
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Rae, I know all of the places I want to touch you, play with you, lick you. I couldn't just sit and watch. I want to partake of you.
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Ronjazz, then I'm your girl Daddy. Only it's so cold where you are...mind if we play here instead?
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Dick, mmmm yes, you two are certainly my kind of tangle. Welcome to my pocket. Cocktail?
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Sage, and something tells me it's not exactly PG-13 now is it?
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Oh god.
I'm hot and wet after that. And at work. I'll have to sneak off to the bathroom to take care of this...
Enough words...show me.
Maxie, my work bathroom is my friend, so I know exactly how you feel ;-)
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very nice pic...
i know you know, and you know that i know that you do the same. now if we could only do each other.
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