The Fantasy....
Her touch was soft, fleeting as she moved to kneel behind me on the bed.. It was different than His, her touch. Oh, He could be gentle at times, but this was just...different. Softer. I looked up at Him then, as He sat across the room, directly in front of me, watching this woman touch me. She wrapped her arms around me, her ( Read more... )

The Fantasy....or should I say the dream?
I was slowly drifting upwards out of the recesses of a deep sleep when I first felt something ( Read more... )

The Fantasy....
The fantasy was reality this time. I was recalling the way I sucked Your cock this morning before you left for work. I was remembering the way it felt in my mouth, the way You touched me, the way You raised Your hips up to meet my mouth ( Read more... )

The Fantasy....

More reality, this time. Him. A video of Him masturbating while watching a video of me masturbating. No fantasizing this time, not really. Just watching and wanting and wishing I could see it in person.
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The Fantasy....
He was on me as soon as I walked in the door. I dropped the handles of my suitcases and only vaguely heard the sound of them thudding against the floor while He pushed me up against the door. He didn't say a word to me as He looked into my eyes for a split second before His mouth descended upon mine. His kiss was electric and I ( Read more... )

The Fantasy....
I turned around to see Him standing in the doorway to the bedroom, His entire body filling the space. It made Him appear larger somehow, more powerful. He was standing there staring, but not at me. He was staring INTO me and my body shivered in response. His eyes were the most devestatingly intense blue I had ever seen them; the ( Read more... )

The Fantasy....
Me: do you know what i want more than anything right now...sexually speaking ( Read more... )

The Fantasy....

See Previous Entry.
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The Fantasy....
I felt His tongue through the material of my stockings as He traced a path from my ankle to the tops of my thighs, stopping just where the sheer material ended and my bare flesh began. As soon as we'd walked in the door, He'd bent me over the bed and flipped my black skirt up, pushing it up around my hips until I was completely ( Read more... )

The Fantasy....
He was sitting across the room, watching me. I knew He was there because I could hear Him breathing over the music playing softly in the background; could feel the heat of His eyes as they roamed over my body, even if the blindfold covering my eyes prevented me from actually seeing Him. I inhaled deeply, smelling the mulled wine ( Read more... )