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owrites · 3 years
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Standing in the bath
with the shower-head between her legs
Thinking about him
Imagining
that the hot water caressing her pussy and clit
is his mouth
his tongue
his lips
Fantasising
about how he would suck
and lick and kiss
Dreaming
about having him there
in between her thighs
She closes her eyes
thinking about his cock
how she would want to feel him inside of her
Him filling her up
Wondering how he would groan
His voice
How would he sound
the moment he cums
The echo bouncing on the bathroom walls
as she begins to moan
shuddering she climaxes
her body shakes
The warm water continues to spray
as she let the orgasm fade
Whispering his name
followed by a “fuck”
admitting she misses him
she leans against the tiles
adding an “immensely”
and another “fuck”
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darkenedmeanderer · 2 years
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You may never, ever know
That I’m afraid,
Of letting go,
That I’m ashamed
Of hurts I’ve caused
And I’m wary of
Dropping walls.
You may never, ever know
That my tears are heavy,
And leave craters in the ground
When they hit
And then explode.
You may never, ever know…
Cause if you did,
I’d always be invisible.
And I can’t risk not being seen
Again.
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sweetpea-blog · 4 years
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Vorfreude
It had been building slowly for the past few days. In person we just melted together. The unspoken chemistry was electric. I could feel the intensity growing. I yearned for his return but it wouldn't be until later today. As I stretched in bed with the morning sun barely peeking through the blinds,  remembering the cuffs and the flog and his growls and his smile and his cock, I smiled to myself. My phone pinged. Well good morning... slut. I grin and blush a little, only for you, I giggle to myself.  Today would be different, I could feel it. He was an hour away but in my mind he was right with me. I want you to start the day with your vibrator and an orgasm. His tone was somehow different even in text.  It was a day of slow on and off teasing through texts, minutes with the vibrator at his discretion, and lots of innuendo and hints dropped in messages throughout the day. 
Get the candles out of my bag, trim the wicks. Set them in the back room with the mirrored closets
Hair pulled back off your face, in a ball or bun off your neck, I want your neck bare
Shower, you may shave wherever you like except your legs, I felt that little stubble
I want you to push yourself where the makeup is concerned, especially around your eyes, dark
Kneel in the living room wearing only my collar
I will let myself in to the house today.
It's been a long relaxing day. A day of mindless television as my mind replayed the days prior in flashes.  Moments feeling his presence and receiving a text alluding to the night ahead or instructions for preparing for his arrival. The minutes and hours ticked by too slowly for us both, but soon enough, we would be breathing the same air.  
Anticipation...
... don't think...
Just feel
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her-leading-man · 5 years
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Sweet Dreams
As you lay here on my chest.  I feel your cheek press into me.  I feel your arm wrapping tightly around my legs with your hand squeezing my calf.  I hear the deep sighs of relief and contentment as your mind slows and you exhale the worries out of your body.  Every so often I feel you jump and twitch, and then you settle and I feel you relax anew.  The weight of your body grows as you now lay limply on top of me.  While you slumber, I will be here looking over you.
I can only wonder what it is that you are dreaming about as you are finally safe in my arms.  As I gently squeeze your neck, I wonder if the slight change in pressure steps into and impacts the sanctity of your dreams.  Perhaps that is the moment when the knight in shining armor steps in and releases you from the bindings of your adversary.  Perhaps that is when the dream stops and your mind’s eye fades to deepest black.  You feel weightless as in deep space; tethered only by the collar around your neck and the chain held firmly in my sure hands.  Perhaps that is when you remember that you are not alone, and the warmth of your heart emanates to the the point where you are flush with love.  Whatever dreams may come, I hope that they are sweet and remind you that you are loved.
There are many things that I do to and for your body.  The freedom you grant me in enjoying your body is a precious gift.  Pleasuring you and pushing your body is truly a joy of my life.  Perhaps the thing that makes me happiest though is when I simply hold you and give your body much needed rest.  The moment when our flesh is inseparable and we become one.  So rest, little one.  Find your place of solace, and empty your mind of all the big, scary worries of this world.
I have you.  I will keep you safe.
HLM - 8/19/19
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owrites · 3 years
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The day she saw his eyes
That was the day her dreams got bolder
Before
her fantasies had been about them kissing
They were way beyond that now
Now she dreamt about him fucking her
He fucked her so good
she lost her breath
she could feel him in between her thighs
for days after
pounding into her
deep and hard
blushing and sweaty
His eyes penetrating her as he did
Her heart skipped a beat
Getting all wet just by the thought of it
She squeezed her legs together
This wasn’t enough
She wanted more
She wanted him to herself
She wanted his eyes looking at her
as he split her open
She wanted him …
Did it even occur to him …
what a greedy girl she was ?
?
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darkenedmeanderer · 2 years
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The First Time
That I saw you,
My eyes wondered as they wandered
And asked my brain,
“Where does this beauty come from?”
The first time
That we spoke,
My tongue waggled and writhed
Trying to fit interesting
Factoids into short bursts of
Messages so you’d keep coming back.
The first time
My heart stopped beating,
I wondered what had happened to it.
Then I realized
You’d stolen it.
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sweetpea-blog · 4 years
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I receive his text 2 minutes. I turn off the TV. I kneel on the floor facing towards the open space and stretch my hands forward on the floor until my forehead is down and my hips high. I settle, and breathe, feeling the carpet against my knees, arms and hands, forehead. I breathe, feeling the air cool on my skin, exposed wet slit, and throb of the anal plug gently pulsing. I have been so excited to see him all day. I want to spring up from the floor and wrap my arms around him.  But I know... obedience is always well rewarded.... I breathe, as the first goosebumps rise on my back, I hear the keypad beep and he approaches. I breathe, as my heart thumps deep in my chest, excited to see him and be his everything, tonight. 
He closes the door, somewhat loudly, I can almost picture the smile on his face at seeing me flinch. I breathe and listen, trying to be still and patient. He moves into the room, places his keys and belongings on the dining table. He moves to the bedroom, I can hear his footsteps throughout the house.  returning and he plugs something into the wall... the wand. He takes a photo, I hear the click. He grins and gives one of his warm chuckles... I could get use to coming home to this!
He removes his clothing, slowly as I wait, listening, head down, eyes closed, trying not to wiggle the excitement out of my body. I hear his shoes, his belt jingle, the zipper on his jeans, his shirt.... and I even hear him sit...
Silence.....
Why won't he come closer?....
He is watching....
silently........
oh please don't make me wait much longer........
stillness.......
I try to quiet my mind.........
he knows..............
I breathe deeply..............
and slowly..................
he watches.................
he waits................
I feel the excitement dissipate some and my body relaxes.................
I still..........
I am on his time tonight.
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