THE CHAISE

I walk into your room and find you laying naked on the Chaise.  Waiting on someone, are you?  With the soft flicker of candlelight, I can see that familiar sparkle in your eye.  No words are spoken, simply that “look” that alerts me of your craving.  Your want.  Your need.  I am here for you now, so you can take your hand off your cock. 

You feel my freshly manicured nails, painted candy apple red, on  your right instep.  Moving upward, I begin to gently brush my fingertips up the inner aspect of your calf and thigh.  Bypassing, but not to ignore your stiffened cock, I trace your ”love trail” up your tummy, and through the soft hair on your chest. You resist the urge to reach down and take your cock back into your hand, knowing that within seconds it will be my hand wrapped around you.  Afterall, it is MY cock.

Feeling my soft hands cupping your face and bending down to kiss your angel soft lips…just a peck, as I reach down, you feel my palm wrapping itself around you.  Slowly stroking you as I brush my lips against every part of your face.  Leaving traces of my pale pink lipstick; making an artwork of your face.  Feeling my tongue against your ear…as I softly whisper, I feel your response within my grip.

My tongue glides back to your lips, parting to take me in.  Sucking me in, hard!  Tongues dancing, being sucked back and forth with such force.  I feel your hands reaching up to cup my breasts; my nipples already erect.  I remove my hand from your cock, reach up and pull the belt of my robe.  My robe opens and falls to the floor.

I straddle the Chaise, taking your cock back into my grasp, beginning to rub the head of your cock against my outer lips…your eyes, like a reflection in mine.  Feeling my wetness and your precum against my lips, I open myself up to you, and begin to masturbate my clit with your cock.  Using your cock…for my pleasure.   Ultimately, the head of your cock works its way into me.  I begin to lower myself onto you, however, you are already thrusting into me.  I cannot fuck you fast enough.  Gripping and milking you…fucking you with my eyes.  And, that sweet cunt you crave so often. 

Tell me…tell me what it is that you want?

 

P.S.  Well, sorry to say, THE CHAISE didn’t do what it was supposed to do… oh well, maybe next time!

THE CHAISE

I walk into your room and find you laying naked on the Chaise.  Waiting on someone, are you?  With the soft flicker of candlelight, I can see that familiar sparkle in your eye.  No words are spoken, simply that “look” that alerts me of your craving.  Your want.  Your need.  I am here for you now, so you can take your hand off your cock. 

You feel my freshly manicured nails, painted candy apple red, on  your right instep.  Moving upward, I begin to gently brush my fingertips up the inner aspect of your calf and thigh.  Bypassing, but not to ignore your stiffened cock, I trace your ”love trail” up your tummy, and through the soft hair on your chest. You resist the urge to reach down and take your cock back into your hand, knowing that within seconds it will be my hand wrapped around you.  Afterall, it is MY cock.

Feeling my soft hands cupping your face and bending down to kiss your angel soft lips…just a peck, as I reach down, you feel my palm wrapping itself around you.  Slowly stroking you as I brush my lips against every part of your face.  Leaving traces of my pale pink lipstick; making an artwork of your face.  Feeling my tongue against your ear…as I softly whisper, I feel your response within my grip.

My tongue glides back to your lips, parting to take me in.  Sucking me in, hard!  Tongues dancing, being sucked back and forth with such force.  I feel your hands reaching up to cup my breasts; my nipples already erect.  I remove my hand from your cock, reach up and pull the belt of my robe.  My robe opens and falls to the floor.

I straddle the Chaise, taking your cock back into my grasp, beginning to rub the head of your cock against my outer lips…your eyes, like a reflection in mine.  Feeling my wetness and your precum against my lips, I open myself up to you, and begin to masturbate my clit with your cock.  Using your cock…for my pleasure.   Ultimately, the head of your cock works its way into me.  I begin to lower myself onto you, however, you are already thrusting into me.  I cannot fuck you fast enough.  Gripping and milking you…fucking you with my eyes.  And, that sweet cunt you crave so often. 

Tell me…tell me what it is that you want?