The always constant warmth
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Posted:Nov 7, 2018 4:16 pm
Last Updated:May 3, 2024 2:3 pm
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I cannot go a day without my attention being drawn away from the expectations of 'life' by the ever persistent warmth and dampness between my legs. My panties can attest as they are regularly decorated with reminders of my wandering thoughts. The little pocket toys are useful, as are the random erotic words shared with a stranger on line here and there but they do not release the pent up energy simmering all day.
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Sexual Tension
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Posted:Jun 12, 2016 9:13 pm
Last Updated:Nov 7, 2018 4:17 pm
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The reaction our bodies get when there is sexual tension is like a drug. I love the arousal and temptations, I love the heat that grows between my legs as my mind starts wandering...
Sometimes the actual release is a disappointment as now that thirst has been quenched.
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Evening release
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Posted:May 31, 2016 9:34 pm
Last Updated:Dec 4, 2016 4:21 pm
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I am feeling lost and stuck in my arousal and constant simmer.
I am craving erotic, sensual and delicious. I want your hands to write a novel on my skin.
Naughty rutting seems to be available in abundance but the intoxication I crave through the touch and words of another is nowhere to be found.
I may be on the wrong site.
My own hands, imagination, good music and great toys are my go to, share with me a bit here...
Nothing naughty or explicit!
https://www.dropbox.com/s/bh1qw76ysu502j7/Stay%20Open.mov?dl=0
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Lucky Recipient Tonight
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Posted:Apr 5, 2016 9:36 pm
Last Updated:Aug 21, 2016 9:44 pm
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I get to be the lucky guinea pig tonight post 'Pussy Licking' workshop!
Sitting here in a sarong, freshly showered, my inner lips are twitching as aroused anticipation sets in. I am wondering what skills I will experience tonight when I get a late night student visitor! I can attest that their skills are deliciously craveable to begin with! I am giddy and flushed already!
Self-control is needed right now, not to start without said tongue!
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Slippery silk
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Posted:Apr 2, 2016 11:24 am
Last Updated:Aug 21, 2016 9:44 pm
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I so love waking up some days and peeking in here and on other sites I enjoy. A little uninterrupted perving! I enjoyed lounging in bed a bit longer this morning, I had a chance to address my 'Morning Dew'.
I am now getting ready to start my day and still feeling a bit aroused. Would be nice to have a certain male appendage around to slide onto right about now! Slippery silk in abundance...
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Imagination
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Posted:Mar 28, 2016 1:48 pm
Last Updated:Jan 6, 2017 6:57 am
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Lil story idea….
With a stranger… she toys with the idea in her head and finds it excites her more than she anticipated. The warmth in her panties can't be ignored and she is now letting her mind wander down that path.
How would it unfold, what does she want? A peek inside her thoughts;
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I think it would be incredibly hot to meet for tea and perhaps a walk outside. Amongst people, yet alone, focused on each other surrounded by the sea of noise and colour. He has kind eyes, walks with calm confidence and seems so perfectly at ease that it makes me comfortable. I am drawn to his hands and the intonation of his voice. The conversation is good, intelligent, diverse and never a lull. All of it permeated with underlying sexual attraction. The eye contact is good and the lust begins to emerge near the end of the walk. We end our visit with a long hug and he kisses me softly on the forehead. I take a deep breath, breathing in his rich cologne and holding on to that embrace in my mind as I pull away slowly. I say good bye, smile, a little bite of my lip as I take one more look then I turn and head towards my car.
The next step is the scariest. Where do we go from here. What happens next. In my mind I know what I would love. I want him to come over, to sit on the end of my bed as I play. In just a sarong, tied between my breasts, I would be leaning against the headboard, propped up with pillows. My knees up a bit and my legs sort of parted. We would have discussed that he can't touch.
It is all about me and my arousal and letting my imagination take over. He sits comfortably near my feet, one hand leaning on the bed, the other resting on his thigh. I am flooded with emotions. I feel naughty and shame for having a man I barely know in my intimate space. But my inner lips are twitching like crazy as the reality sets in. I ache and crave my slipperiness. I have a few toys beside me and some lube all set out.
I take my lube and slowly drizzle some over the top of my slit, right at the base of my landing strip. It trickles down my smooth warm lips and I watch as his eyes follow the liquid silk further down. The desire in his eyes makes my inner lips twitch and my cheeks flush. I can feel his craving without feeling him.
I slowly slide my fingers around my outer labia, spreading the lube all over causing my lips to glisten and sparkle in the soft glowing light. The warm velvety feel under my finger tips sets my arousal climbing.
As I continue to trace the smooth contours of my warm pussy, I can feel the heat of excitement spreading from my lips to my thighs, down my legs and to my feet which are now aching to be touched. My feet are more erogenous than my breasts and always long to be addressed. I know I said no contact but would it wreck my fantasy if he touched my toes, rubbed my ankles, massaged my arches?
I watch his eyes, not leaving my fingers, he has now leaned over and is body is sort of at a 90 degree angle to mine. His head centered between my legs about two feet away from my toes, his legs are over the edge of the bed, his elbow leaning on the mattress now and his lips are slightly parted. My fingers continue to trace my outer labia and slide through the lube. I have not dipped in yet, nor parted my lips. One thing I love is playing until they are so puffy they part on their own. Blooming for the heat they begin to throb for.
I am so aroused by the naughtiness of the situation but also by the sensations rushing through my body. My lips parting, revealing my own moisture to his lusty eyes. I can tell by his breath that he enjoys what he sees. I can't see myself but I know how slippery I can become and love that he gets to view. I widen my knees and lower them to the mattress, the soles of my feet touching to help satisfy their craving for touch. He looks at me and his eyes say it all, I acknowledge his lust with a little grin and a bite of my lip as I feel his gaze penetrate deep between my thighs.
I haven't touched my clit yet, but can feel it start to swell and pulse, begging to be circled. My cheeks flush and I know I won't be able to last much longer but feel an unexpected sense of sadness that this scenario will end once I have climaxed. I am so intoxicated with the arousal that I want it to go on and on. It takes all my control to deny my body the release it craves just yet.
My mind is racing and I am having a hard time staying true to my own fantasy. I break my own rules a little bit and ask him to touch my feet, to rub them, to play with my toes, each one individually. His eyes agree, his smile is so soft and sexy, I feel my insides delight.
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intrigue me
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Posted:Feb 15, 2016 8:52 pm
Last Updated:Aug 21, 2016 9:45 pm
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There are many days when I wish I were male and the mere sight of a woman's flesh was enough to turn me on. Photos just don't have the same effect on most women as they do on men. Words are my poison. I want to be engaged mentally so my loins will follow! This is way harder than I anticipated!
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