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Reblog: A gentle kiss

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She sat in the tub with him. He wrapped his arms around her. Made her feel safe. Made her feel wanted. She grabbed the camera. Took a photo. Of this moment. Their moment. Their time together. They knew it was fleeting. That they couldn’t stay. That real life waited for them outside of that tub. That cocoon. That warmth. They held each other. Whispered sweet, dirty things as the steam rose up from the water and their warm skin. She leaned harder into his chest. He held her tighter. Kissed her neck. She whispered she loved him. Loved this. This moment. He put his hands in her hair. She caressed his legs. Felt their safety. Felt his longing for her in her back. She turned around. The water moved with her. Splashed everywhere. She didn’t care. She looked into his eyes. Told him she wasn’t leaving him. That she was…

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Tiger

You purr
Like a little kitten.
As I cover you with tiny kisses.
Then you begin to murmur,
My lips between your thighs.
My tongue, thirsty and hot,
You whisper and sigh,
Moan and shudder.
Fingers claw at sheets,
Mouth open, red, wet, gasping
A carnal growl on your lips.
Back arching, thighs quivering,
Breathless as I enter you.
Eyes  watering, mind swimming,
Pussy glistening, throbbing and hot.
You purr
Like a hungry tiger,
And as you come,
you scream!


Swoon

swoon Look up swoon at Dictionary.comlate 13c., swogene, probably from O.E. geswogen “in a faint,” pp. of a lost verb, perhaps *swogan, as in aswogan “to choke,” of uncertain origin. Cf. Low Ger. swogen “to sigh.”

i wanna make you swoon
i wanna make you come
i wanna make you
come so hard
that you scream
and then pass out

i wanna make you
feel so loved
that you can
no longer think
i wanna fuck you
into a coma
i wanna lick you
’til you feint


Sizzling

tender red meat,
seeping in its own juices,
sizzling.
thick, creamy sauce,
pouring over and down,
dribbling,
bubbling and spitting.

then flipped over,
flesh exposed,
boiling and hissing,
juicy and sweet,
quivering with the heat.
mouth watering,
tender, red meat


another fantastic guest post from rose

you come to my place… we are acquainted, you and i. i’ve had a thing for you, but you never paid me any attention. i’m in the kitchen…. you come in for coffee, stand behind me at the sink but this time a little too close for me. i turn around … grab both your arms and throw you to the floor, (i’m stronger than i look). you are freaking out… have no clue what’s going on. i tell you to
“shut the fuck up!”
tell you to
“take your belt off!”
i take the belt and tie your feet together so you can’t run. i take off my top and undo your button and zipper,  slide your pants down, then I slip out of my panties and lift my skirt, straddle you and run my hands up under your shirt. you looked scared, but you don’t say anything, i can feel what you are thinking tho, it’s growing under me. poor men…. can’t control their cocks… even when they are in dangerous positions. anyway…. i wiggle around a little, get a feel for you, teasing you… saying degrading things to you,
“you pathetic cunt!”
i lean over, my hands on the floor beside your head, my tits inches from your face. i ask you if you want to suck them, you don’t say a word. i ask you again, nothing. i slap you and you stammer
“y-y-y-y-yes.”
so i tell you to
“fucking do it!”
and i put my tits close to your mouth. i’m rocking on you…. but you are not in me, you are getting so hard. i tell you to
“take one of your hands and put it between me and your cock!”
i want to feel your hand grab yourself with me sitting on top of you.
“squeeze your cock you cunt!
make my clit move with it!
don’t you dare cum or i’ll bite you!”
i lift and tell you to find my hole and fill it. you fumble…. you want to shoot i can tell but you are afraid. you hold yourself straight up and i sit on you taking you in and start moving up and down, forward and back. you start to moan and i tell you to
“shut the fuck up! this is my game, not yours!”
i’m moving faster… so fucking wet… i’m gonna cum but you are not. i grind…just the way i like it, faster, faster, harder, harder. your head is moving side to side
“i’m there….fuck me i’m there….”
i let out in a guttural moan, pressing as close as i can.
“fuck yeah!”
“fuck me!”
then i lift…. fast, you are dying on the floor. i tell you to grab your cock and squeeze it as hard as you can…
“you better not fucking cum!
lay there until you can control it!”
i get up… put my top back on and watch you struggle. i smile and untie your feet and tell you to “get up!” tell you to
“fix yourself!”
you pull up your pants, zip up, put on your belt, run your hands thru your hair and look at me like a small child wanting a cookie.
“you fucker!”
i tell you…
“now get the fuck out!”

thank you rose


The massage

We have become good friends since you moved in next door. You come round after long days at work and I massage your feet and we watch crap on the TV. You find my foot rubs a real turn on, and are developing quite a crush on me. You don’t realise that I am getting one on you too.

You tell me your back hurts and I offer to give it a rub. You smile shyly in agreement, and I sit back on the couch and beckon you to sit between my legs. You take off your top and I unfasten your bra and slip the straps off your shoulders. I pour lotion onto my hands and work it gently and slowly into your back and shoulders.

You relax and melt slightly under my touch and I tell you that you are beautiful and you giggle and tell me to stop it, that you used to be when you were young, and I say that I’ve seen pictures and think you are far more beautiful now, that you have a real woman’s body with shapes and curves and that your body has character, not like these young girls who all look like they’ve been pressed from exactly the same plastic mould, that you are gorgeous.

I slide my fingers up your neck and caress the base of your skull and you tell me that it turns you on and I say that its doing the same for me. You don’t believe me and just think I’m being nice, so I pull you back so you are resting against me. I am only wearing a long t-shirt and you shiver with excitement as you feel my erection pressing into your back.

I kiss the back of your neck and the sweet rose tattoo on your shoulder and dribble the thick white lotion over your belly, and you purr with pleasure as slowly rub it in to your soft flesh. Then I slip my thumb under your bra and gently remove it completely, your breath deepening as I pour lotion over your breasts and work it in with the tips of my fingers, teasing your erect nipples smothering your breast with wet, gentle strokes, drinking in your sighs of pleasure.

I pop open the button on your skirt and unzip it, and tell you to stand for a moment. Your skirt falls to the floor and I place a line of little kisses down your spine and run my hands up and and over your thighs and slowly remove your silken panties. As you sit back down, you see my t-shirt on the floor and realise that I too am naked, and you press yourself back into me thrilling at the feel and heat of my cock against your skin.

I run my hands and more lotion all over your body, teasing you by stopping each time I get close to your glowing pussy, your body rocking slightly with anticipation of what is to come. My hands roll up the insides of your thighs and stop again only a hair’s breadth from your dark inferno. You want to grab one of my hands and pull it onto you but you restrain yourself and wait.

You gasp when I finally run a finger down over your clit and lips and wet it inside you, and you moan as I moisten and stroke your clit, causing you to thrust your hips, gasp and grip the couch tightly. You get hotter and faster, your breathing deepens, you murmur and  writhe feeling my pleasure rising with yours as my fingers flick and rub your , bringing you slowly to the boil, kissing your neck as your orgasm rises up through you setting you ablaze with great shudders and screams.

Afterwards, you slide off me and sit next to me and we kiss and hold each other, you still shaking, like an autumn tree in a light breeze. You smile at my twitching member as it bounces on my belly, throbbing with desire for you. Part of you wants to grab it and make me come and part of you just wants to savour how much I want you.


You I

You
are shy and pull the sheet up around your neck, but I can see where your other hand is, see it moving, see what you are doing to yourself.

I
am not shy and kneel naked and erect between your thighs stroking the length of my thrashing cock, watching you watch me. You rub at yourself a little faster and smile and moan lightly, gripping me with your thighs.

You
slide the sheet down to just above your nipples, your hips beginning  to rock  up and down, and I can hear the gentle lapping of your fingers washing over your dark, hot pussy.

I
tell you what I want you to do and you oblige, slipping your hand out from under the sheet and brushing your sweet, wet fingers over my waiting lips.

You
let go of the sheet and take hold of my shaft, squeezing it sweetly, with your painted, dark fingers, feeling it throb and twitch in your grasp.

I
pull at the sheet and you let go and grab it, shaking your head, cheekily.

You
know what I want to do and don’t even have to ask.

I
know what you want me to do and I nod and smile in agreement.

You
let go and grab hold of me again, letting the soft cotton glide down over your breast and belly, letting me see how hard you are touching yourself, letting me drink in your pleasure.

I
reach down between your legs and start to stroke at your wetness, slipping my fingers into you and over you and round you, feeling your orgasm rise from deep inside you, your back arching, your mouth open, your eyes half closed in ecstasy, loud, animal moans and my name on your lips.

You
stroke me faster feeling my cock throb and pulsate and my body shudder as my orgasm breaks over me like an ocean wave.

I
come in long thick physical gasps, my cum splashing softly onto your breast, my body shaking, your name escaping from me in between my trembling gasps.

You
come and scream and watch as I lick my cum from your soft, quivering breasts.


Chips

I’ll love you like
Chocolate
Or curry or
Chips.
I’ll kiss you like
Strawberries
Or sugar or
Crisps.
I’ll fuck you like
Roast beef
And come on
Your tits.


Cum

cum rising,
thick within me.
cum bursting,
hot into you.

cum squirting,
deep from in me.
cum dripping,
sticky from you.

cum shaking
hard, our minds.
cum shooting,
juicy times.


Jet

Neither of them speak much of each other’s language, but they get by with a few shared words and a bit of arm waving, and they have fun as she shows him round the property.

She is particularly proud of the bathroom and its large built in jacuzzi, and gestures towards it smiling. “You like?” she asks. When he walks over to it and switches on the faucet, she realises with a blush, and widening eyes, that he has misunderstood. For a second she hesitates, ponders on the professionality of taking a bath with a client but only for a second, then she turns and leaves the room to go fetch a bikini and some trunks and some towels.

When she returns, the tub is full and writhing and he is naked and climbing in. She drops the towels in surprise. Her toes curl and her mouth drops open, as she watches him slowly lower himself into the bubbles, her eyes glued to his sculpted arms, back and butt, as the water splashes over him, making his skin glisten and sparkle.

He watches her, grinning naughtily, as she gracefully undresses, staring right back at him, her smile matching his. As she slides into the tempestuous liquid, he takes her by the arms and turns her to face the curved side of the bath. She kneels holding the rim with both hands, a soft jet of water gently caressing her now glowing pussy.

He kneels behind her and kisses her neck and shoulders. His hands slip, over and down her back and ass and then round her waist, sliding and exploring her, as he presses himself into her back and she feels the strength of his throbbing cock against her. He moves his hands up over her breasts and pushes her closer to the gushing jet, kissing and nibbling her neck. The sensation of the water, pulsing into her clit, makes her convulse and let out a little scream. He pushes her nearer still, rubbing himself against her. The stream of hot tingling water, pounding into her, sets her whole pussy alight, every little bit of it fizzing with a rising fire.

When he pushes her flat against the side, she screams through gritted teeth with delight, the hot jets of pulsing bubbles, pounding into her, effervescent pussy, almost too much to bare. She feels his cock push up between her thighs, and she opens them and, as he enters her, her pussy quivers with carnal heaven, sending shock-waves down his shaft and deep into his soul. The hot jet bombards them both as he fucks her deeply and powerfully. Her orgasm, shakes her to the core and leaves her gasping for breath. Even long minutes after, when they sit in each other’s armed, covered in thick, white, fluffy towels, she is still shaking.