do me like this...

like...

as i nap peacefully

in the midday

waiting for him to come home

enter our room

and...

while i'm asleep,

thigh exposed

breast resting

in heaves

i want him to slide his hand

down the length of my leg

and back up again

disregarding the hem of my skirt

finding himself a handful of

hips,

lips,

sweet dip...

and awakening me

with kisses

his lips warm

and soft

over my skin

riling me from a dream

to a dream

his affectations

and adoration

his loving declarations

scribbled in moans

and grateful smiles

across my fevered chills

i want him to,

turn me over as I stir

smothering each breast

in appreciation

his hands,

still dipping between hips

playing hide and taste

between his lips

and

when he feels my back arch

he knows to slide sheets down

skirt up

panties down...

...well, i'll leave the rest to your imagination.

i just want a love to do me like this...

losing ground

as i lick the tip
of my finger,
then dip
it down and deep
through your spine's crease
i watch you quake
at my touch's grace
as if it all
belongs to me
as i steal a pull
from your bottom lip
and switch
from your neck
to the tip of your chin
i can feel
your thighs widen
to make room
for the enlarging piece
threatening to
touch my womb...
as i say yes
with the warmth
of my space
hovering,
teasing from above
i can feel
your anxiousness
to give touch
i hold onto your gaze
mmmmm
...hold up...
wait!
without aid
your nature
finds mine
and has me sliding
willing my grind
...your lips part
and eyes roll...
a moan
held hostage,
what a sight i behold...
you're pleased
and i like...
your fever sets
to spike
my dress,
removed...
we're naked in plain sight...
as you play outside
my door
my body and mind
willingly
become your whore...
ooh..
my love...
i...i...
made a slip...
i meant to seduce
and prolong
not rise
than sit...
i meant to
excite you
with my intent
but your body's
friction on mine
has me
losing my...
...mind
[you..
feel...
GOOD...]
i'm no longer
the passion's seductress
i'm seduced
by your coy reluctance
and now
that i'm fervently paced
in this carnal lover's race
i am
fucked up
in this game,
stuttering
and mispronouncing your name
looking for my tease
as i rock up and down on my knees,
begging
for my power to return
my breasts heave
from the intensity spurned
they throb with tender
and sensitive pain
raised like,
the tide from the moon's wane
our bodies' direct heat
can't contain this blissful sweet
and it becomes
clear that,
i tripped over my own desires
and now
i am
the one with stoked fires
my thighs clenched
around you
a synchronized
up stroke from you
a down thrust from me
and...oooh wee!
i'm feverish
and heady
intensely ready
for your love to echo
through me in orgasmic twists
then,
...with your kiss
firmly against my lips
and those final swivels
and dips
i realize how i lost ground
...i didn't lose a thing
i gave it up...
in each and every round ;)

12~What I Fancy...

A fantasy you want to fulfill


Right now, the only fantasy I want to fulfill is me, an island, a thick island man with no clothes, grapes and shit, wine, no interruption and some intense full-body massages, banana leaves as fans and such.

Then again, maybe at this point I'm not really in the fantastical mood. What I desire is more realistic and somewhat simple...true companionship...

I miss having someone spoon me at night and cup my breasts like they're some kind of handles...guides for the perfect spoon. I miss a man's warm breath on the nape of my neck causing reverberating sensations down to my slit. ::nuzzling booty into him::

Right now, my fantasy is less fantasy and more tangible. YES DAMNIT...I WANT SOMEONE I CAN TOUCH...sorry for yelling folks. I had to say that to someone. lol

My fantasies aren't fantasies...they're realistic visions. They're possibles that rest in the desire for more than just a night or a day. Sure, I'd love to think that the island man above is not just some random dude I met straight off the launch onto Dreamer's Lagoon. I'd love for that man to be someone who cares and is doing for me as I do for him because he loves me and not because he's paid to like me. lol

Right now...my fantasies are running low on fuel and I'm a step away from saying, "I ain't got no time to fantasize..." I don't want to be THAT extreme. I just am not in the mindset to speak on a sexual fantasy, when my mind just isn't on that right now.

Not QUITE the fantasy post...but, more real than any sexual fantasy I could conjure up. Hey, this IS a truth challenge, right?

the way you do

i love the way...you do me

the flat of your tongue

against the small of my back

licking outside the lines

illustrating love

impressions of your hunger

left in my softness...

tender tips rolling

over my slopes

like foamy white rapids

forming between clinched thighs

your name reverberating

off the surface of my skin

as you bookmark

every part of me

every mound

and

alley of kali

every stream of cream

the cave you crave

*i think my clit just waved*

YOU man...

pressing play

on my button

ain't NOTHING

i've had before

comes close to the way...you do me

pecks upon

the nape of my neck

you tasting every salty sweet

speck of my sweat

the power of my pulse

at the whim of your will

as i lie still

the way...

YOU do...

is the truth

NO one

does me the way you do

incessant fusions

of you

in me

my senses

submitting

my own touch

drawn unnaturally to your body

my sense of smell

taken over by the hints

of you still present

in whiffs of memory

swallowing air

that tastes like your love

me seeing you

with shut eyes

yet blinded when

gazing over you

how you do me...

has never been done

say...

you'll keep doing me?

tell me

*kissing u to distraction*
would you keep me warm if i were cold?
[wrap yourself around me...]
would you luxuriate in me?
my scent?
the feeling of my skin?
my hair?
would you rush to me?
trip and fall for me?
if i wanted to make you late...
~because~
i needed to feel you
inside of me...
would you let me?
can i be your pillow?
can you be mine?
[rock me to sleep...]
would you sing to me...softly?
would you show me things
i've never seen?
would you give me your last?
dime?
morsel?
ounce of energy?
would you get to know me?
all of me?
and still love me?
would you stay with me?
would you?
would you watch what i wanted..
even if you don't want?
would you help me solve a puzzle?
become one mind...
[one heart]
would you share a plate with me?
[feed me]
would you swap the streets...
for me and ruffled sheets?
trade alone time
for home time?
tell me...would you?
just WHAT would you do for me?
tell me...

EFF EFF EFF YOU!

I want to EFF EFF EFF you!

I want to be your best friend. Tell me anything. Tell me what scares you, pleases you, disappoints you, makes you feel badly...how I can embed me deeply into your heart. I want to party with you, bathe with you, laugh with you, clean with you (you wax on...I'll wax off)...I want to be the one you come to before anyone because whether it infuriates you, brings you glee or brings stinging tears to the corners of your eyes...I want to be the one you think of first...even if it's me that has caused those feelings. I want to make you laugh so hard, that you accidentally on purpose pee a little. lol. That you laugh yourself into a place that only I can take you. I want to talk about nothing...nothing at all. I want to watch sports and root against your wack ass team and then be a team when the game is over (24...10...HUT). lmao

I want to love on you long time! I want to lick you up and down...til you say stop! I want to play with your body baby...make you real hot! I want to be YOUR exclusive, indoor/outdoor, do it where we wanna when the fire sparks, no one ever had it like YOU get it...freak. I want for you to push buttons I didn't know of...I want to push the ones you're scared for others to find. I want to practice Tantra and bring about tsunamis of pleasure...induced by orgasms that begin in your spirit and bust through the frame of your mind and body borders. Can we be connected in silence...still...no moving...just throbbing? You catching tune to the harmony of me and I reading the poetry of you? How about...I just want for us to meet each other's needs at least MOST of the time...and in between...

I wanna feed you. Cook the meals your mama made...but better. I want to spoon feed, hand feed, and offer you food from my lips. I want to get in the kitchen and whip something up that makes you wanna take the booty RIGHT there...in the middle of it all. ha! I want to prepare love for you on a plate, served with dedication and loyalty...a piece of peace, with some sensual sexy sweet...stirred right in.

I want to feed your mind, spirit, body...I want to feed your needs and desires...I want to feed your silly, your smart, your worker bee, your family love...I want to EFF EFF EFF YOU!

...and GOOD! ;)

Extraordinary Love

They'd been friends for a while...conversing through the cybersphere and being each other's rock during trying times. It was kind of how they became so close...she needed someone to help her through a break up and he...through a rocky point in his marriage. Neither of them intending to become so intimately enmeshed in one another. For him the jealous tinges started when she started seeing someone...and though he was married, he'd become infuriated at the idea of someone else touching his Precious. For her it would be the sight of her Pride and his wife hugged up in pics online. Through it all, they loved each other...probably in a way they'd never love anyone else...unconditionally and transcendentally. In other words...with knowing each other's lives, mistakes, flaws, etc...they still loved each other without the pretense.

So, when she made a business trip to his town...it was natural for them to want to meet. They'd had so many conversations about their attraction and had gone back and forth so many times as to what the "right thing" was. Fighting their intrigue only served to further light the already all-consuming flame they shared. She'd push him away...and he'd let her...momentarily. He'd give her space, but eventually...she would come back throwing a tantrum for his attention. They were a riot, and they enjoyed their unorthodox connection. It brought a lot of light and laughter to both of their mostly chaotic lives.

They decided to meet on neutral grounds. No hotel room or otherwise private location. The hotel she was staying in for her conference was cat-a-corner to a nice diner that stayed opened 24hrs...so she'd been there in the 2 days since arriving and thought the food was good. He agreed to meet her there after a late night at work...figuring 30-40 minutes across from this extraordinary woman would be a joy he couldn't turn down. Interestingly enough, he got there first. She didn't want to make an "entrance" or anything...but, she'd forgotten her purse on the bed and had to go back to get it. Unfortunately...she'd left the hotel key there, too...so of course that meant a few extra minutes at the concierge. When she did show up...wearing a cashmere gray shrug, a black maxi dress and black wedge sandals...his breath stopped short just a little. She beamed a smile, when making eye contact and walked over to him. He stood up...6" over her and said, "You're so beautiful"...and kissed her gently on the lips. He pulled out her chair, she sat down and then he. He held her hand and looked at her. She could feel it...the moisture gathering between her thighs filling up the black see through panties she had on. He said, "Oh my God...I can't even pretend..." and before he could finish the sentence, she said,"...I want you, right now." She'd finished his sentence and before they'd had a chance to order...they left.

Almost as if meant, when they walked out to his truck...it was damn near stranded. He'd parked furthest away from the diner, but in the time since he'd done that...several cars had left him as the only truck on that side of the lot. They looked at each other and giggled a little. She thought that they'd drive to a more "secluded" area instead of going into her hotel...he could get noticed, she thought. So, she decided to get in the back so when he'd found a place they could get a little back seat nookie. Well, it never got that far. As she attempted to climb up...he ran his hand across her ass making him bulge for her. He pushed her over gently making her ask, "What in the?..." He laughed and said, "You know what this is..." With that...she just leaned over onto her stomach as he stood there in the door of the truck pulling up her long dress. When he uncovered those panties, he was DONE. He moved them over and could see in the night's light how wet her pussy was. The sweet creaminess had leaked and filled her underwear and was now dripping to her clit. Not being a wasteful man, he bent down and took it all into his mouth. She released a quiver and a moan that encouraged him to dip his tongue inside. He passed up dinner...so he might as well eat SOME thing. He sucked on her lips, tonguing her special place with a firmness that made her squeal. He decided to have salad as well, so he took turns devouring her ass and clit. After she'd come a few times in his mouth and he'd swallowed proudly...he pulled out "her" dick and slowly placed it in as she winced. His head was so fat that she came AGAIN on entry. He moved in and out and could see so much milk on his dick that it just excited him, but he wanted to take it slow. She said, "Don't...don't go slow...take your pussy baby. FUCK me, please!" That just turned him on and he couldn't restrain himself anymore. He sped up until he was fucking her fast and furiously out the side of his truck...testing suspension for about 15 minutes or more. His thickness produced thick creamy cum...what HAD to be her squirting and finally his own cum, bursting into the warmest place he'd laid his dick ever.

She laid there for a few moments...spent from the exquisite exhaustion of having been fucked the loveliest way to date. She pulled her panties back over her soreness...mentally noting to take them off and give to him. She stood up barely, looking at him as he stood against the truck beat. She kissed him long and deep, tasting her own sugar...and said, "That was extraordinary..."

After that...he went to his life...she to hers...and they both remembered a moment in time where they were with the most beautiful person they knew, continuing to be each other's friends...loving and supporting each other's lives. Now, THAT is love...