From a Man’s Perspective

We’ve just gotten our cocktails as I find your thigh under the table… Smooth under that nice loose summer dress. You smile those bedroom eyes as I sweep my hand up, up, up and then circle back down the top. As a little tease.

I still have a smile on my face from last week when you took me over the top with your oral ministrations… Cycling up and down with lovely stroke, nibbles to my cockhead, sweet massage of my balls, and all as you smiled up at me. Oh god baby, that was good!

We chat about things as I pull my hand up the inside of your thigh. You part your legs reflexively; I push down between a little and find that warm pocket and nestle the heel of my hand a fingers in. Nudging and pressing, stroking over top of two thin cotton layers.

Sexy Tickle Fight

… … … I imagine both of us in a silly tickle-wrestling match, your hard body overpowering mine as you bring me down underneath you. Our bodies in a tangled tickle-mess of sexyness as you slowly enter me and fill up my hot, wet pussy completely with your stiff and throbbing cock.

You pull out of me gradually and then enter my steamy wetness again and again, making sure I can feel every single pulsing vein on your rock-hard dick. I am moaning and writhing underneath you in pleasure, squeezing all my inner-muscles tightly around you in an attempt to hold you deep inside me… In and out, faster and faster until both of us are sweaty and I can no longer control my orgasms; my back arching, hips grinding into yours in involuntary convulsions, feeling complete release … … …

Love,
Smitten

Mm… Mmm… Mmmmm…!