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Inquisitive Sweetheart

NSFW! 18+ ADULTS ONLY! 25 F Australia

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2018-12-16 01:44:41

    Teasing (m/f)

    <>“I’ve been sitting on this story for a while, both because if I didn’t have something to write it with, and because I’ve just been trying to figure out what the hell happened that day. It’s etched in my muscles and skin, but unfortunately not my brain.

    I’ve known my boyfriend for two years now, and we’ve been in a long-distance relationship for more than a year. We’ve only seen each other a few times a year, but the times we’ve seen each other, it’s been heaven. We often tell sexual jokes to each other and joke about the topic, and we can also just cuddle while he is lying between my legs. This thing I’m going to tell about, happened a couple of months ago.

    We were sitting in his room - or, I was lying in his bed while he was playing Playstation. I have no problems watching him play, though I’d rather join him and play myself. On a day with nothing to do, we alternate between Netflix and Playstation. He’d just finished playing and tuned back to the series we were watching before joining me in bed. I was lying on my back, waiting for him, cuddle sick as hell (just cuddle). As he stood on the end of the bed, I smiled, spread my legs and patted my stomach, just as an invite to come and lie with me.

    He kneels on the bed and crawls over me with a hungry look on his face. Before I can react, he’s kissing me and I can only wrap my arms around his neck. This was not what I was expecting, but hey, I’ll take it! He stops kissing me for a moment, reaches back to grab my wrists and pin my arms down in the mattress. It turned me on like never before. He was kissing me wildly and passionately. He moves one of his hands slowly down the side of my body, teasing me with every touch. For every second, I’m more and more turned on. “You like it?” he asks. I can only moan.

    Then he moves over and kisses my ear and starts nibbling the earlobe. I’m pulsating at the moment and when he moves his lips down to my neck and kisses it with various degrees of intensity, I become aware of how close our hips are. It’s literally just our clothes separating us. I start grinding myself against him. He answers by thrusting against me. I want him so badly! I just wanted to rip our clothes off and let him fuck me right away. If I was able to utter any words, I would have begged him, but I could only moan and gasp.

    He alternates between kissing my lips, neck and ear - not in any particular order, always surprising me. With his free hand, he slides it between my legs and starts gripping my thighs and teasing my clit. Those god damn clothes!

    I think we were just about to undress when dinner was called ready and we had to stop. Needless to say, we had to collect ourselves before going upstairs. I keep hoping we’ll have a hot session like this again, because months later, I’m still aching.’

    anonymous

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    Instruction

    I want you to sit on the side of your bed in a quiet room with your hands laying softly on your thighs. I want you to close your eyes and focus only on your breathing … soft and slow and steady. I want you to empty your mind of everything outside of you and feel only your body fully present in this moment. I want you to feel my presence surrounding you, calming you. I want you to imagine your own touch as mine.

    I want you to run the backs of your fingers over your cheeks very lightly, up and down. I want you to move your fingers up over your forehead to slide to your scalp, massaging slowly. I want you to run your fingers through your hair, then return back to your head, massaging and then repeating. I want your hands to fall to your shoulders and press into your flesh, releasing the stress of the day moment by moment. I want your hands to fall down your chest, one hand on each side, past your collarbone, over your breasts, and then down to your waist. I want your hands to continue down your thighs to your knees then down your calves to your ankles. I want your hands to return by the same path back to your thighs. I want you to take a deep breath and just sit.

    I want you to slowly lift your top, and drop it to the floor. I want you to feel the air on your skin and imagine a soft kiss on your shoulder, then my cheek brushing past you. I want you to imagine warm breath as I whisper to you. I want your hands to  to slide up your tummy and then over your chest again. I want your hands to linger for a while, holding your breasts, gently pressing, and kneading. I want your hands to slide up further around and over your neck. I want you to run a finger around your lips, imagining it to be mine. I want you to part your lips slightly to touch the very tip of your tongue, so soft and wet. I want your hands to slide back to your waist, and I want you to slide your bottoms down and off, leaving your panties in place. I want you to reach around behind your back to unfasten your bra, letting it release, and dropping it to the floor.

    I want you now to lie back on your bed with your hands on your thighs. I want you to move your hands together until they touch, and then press apart your legs just a bit. I want you to place one hand over your pussy, pressing it against you. I want you to the feel the warmth emanating from you. I want you to slide your hand up and down against your pussy until you can begin to feel your wetness increase. I want you to move your hands up over your tummy and back to your breasts. I want you to take one finger on each hand and trace around the outer edge of your breast on either side. I want you to draw tightening circles around and around until your fingers brush your nipples. I want you to take your forefinger and thumb on each hand and pinch your nipples. I want you to roll your nipples between your finger and thumb, twisting them back and forth. I want you to focus on your breathing. I want you to think my my lips on your chest, between your breasts. I want you to think of soft kisses brushing your nipples. I want to think of me taking you into my mouth. I want you to pinch your nipples harder, thinking of my teeth rolling them back and forth. I want you to moan lightly into the quiet room. I want your hands to flatten against your breasts to massage them. I want your left hand to stay on your breast as your right hand slides down between your legs. I want your hands to slowly rub against your body in both places. I want you to press your hips into your hand as you rub steadily. I want you to pause.

    I want your hands to rest at your side. I want you to listen to your breathing. I want you to feel the desire in your body. I want you to feel the weight of my words in the air, ready to push you forward just a bit more. I want your hands to rest on your hips for a moment, and then gently push down your panties. I want you to drop them to the floor. I want you to spread your legs apart. I want you to feel vulnerable as you open yourself to my words. I want you to push your hands again to your inner thighs. I want you to run them up and down lightly. I want you to press them up to the top of your thighs, and then squeeze together. I want you to take your fingers and run them lightly on either side of your labia. I want you to feel the light touch. I want you to imagine it is my tongue, as you feel my head nestled between your legs. I want you to listen to your breathing. I want you to feel your heart beat. I want you to feel alive as you slide your fingers together on either side of your clit. I want you to rub it slowly and gently from either side. I want you to feel it warming you. I want you to take one finger and slowly draw it up and down the lips of your pussy. I want you to slowly press your finger in, pushing aside the soft skin. I want you to feel your warmth. I want you to feel the wetness. I want your mind to be filled with the power of imagination, thinking of my tongue slowly spreading your lips, until I find your clit. I want your finger to touch there, resting. I want your finger to slowly circle your clit around and around. I want you to feel me there.

    I want you to grind your hip as you circle your clit. I want one hand to slide up your body past your breast, past your neck, to your mouth. I want you to slide a finger into your mouth, feeling your tongue. I want you to slowly slide it back out and then back in again. I want you to swirl your tongue around your finger. I want you to slowly remove it from your mouth. I want you to take your hand and move it lower. I want you to slide that finger between your labia, to find your tunnel. I want you to slowly slide the finger inside yourself, while continuing to circle your clit. I want you to quicken the pace of your hand moving over your clit. I want you to press your finger inside you, pressing into your walls. I want you to slowly withdraw it, and then press back inside quickly. I want you to press your hips into your hands as the rhythm begins to quicken. I want you to hear your breath as it quickens. I want you to imagine my presence all around you. I want you to stop.

    I want you to place your hands at your sides. I want you to feel your body’s arousal. I want you to feel the wetness on your fingers. I want you to feel your heart beating loudly and clearly. I want you to feel alive, and I want you to feel desirable. I want you to feel mine.

    I want you to move your hands to massage your breasts again. I want you to slide your hands down your body to your pussy. I want you to slide your finger back inside of you. I want you to think of me filling you. I want you to lift your hips to press upwards. I want to you move with quicker rhythm than before. I want your other hand to move back to your clit. I want you to rub yourself. I want you to feel me grinding my body into you. I want you to moan, low and deep. I want you to feel your fingers moving inside you, as if it were me. I want you to imagine the weight of my body upon you. I want you to think of me filling you. I want you to feel your body begin to follow its own path. I want you to stop.

    I want you to feel the tingling inside of you. I want you to know what brought that to you. I want you to breathe deeply, feeling the air flow inside of you. I want you to want what is coming more than anything. I want you to want it from me.

    I want you to release. I want your hands to move as you want them to. I want them to fill you. I want them to rub you. I want them to tease you. I want them to touch you. I want you to think of me. I want you to feel the inevitable rise from deep within you. I want you to let it come. I want you to call it forward. I want you to feel your muscles take over. I want you to lose control. I want you to come for me sweetheart.

    I want the moans to escape you. I want your body and my words to become one. I want you to give everything you have to the moment. I want you to free yourself completely.

    I want your hands to slow and steady themselves. I want you to listen to your breathing as it slows. I want you to feel your skin surrounding you. I want you to rest. I want you to smile.

    I want you to slowly slide under the covers of the bed. I want you to feel your nakedness. I want you to feel the covers surround you, as if it were me. I want you to imagine me beside you, stroking your hair, kissing your cheek.

    I want you.