Hello fellow
naughty people! I hope you are all enjoying the summer? I like it hot, hot hot,
the hotter the better. So put on those bikini’s (no, not the men!) and pour
yourself something long and cool, because I want to talk about…sex!
Macho Men:
They’re
every girl’s fantasy according to most of the romantic books out there and
quite a lot of the erotic ones too. But in reality many of us love a softie don’t
we?
I like a
romantic, a man who makes me laugh, a man I can really talk to. But between the sheets (or anywhere else for that
matter) I have to confess to loving a man who takes control. I love the power
of being a woman, I love bringing him to his knees with something I’m wearing
or teasing him until he has no choice other than to make love to me. I want him
to want me, I want him to need me and I want him to take me.
When he
slipped into the room and gathered her into his arms an hour later Tanya melted
before him. She had dreamed of his body and as she helped him out of his shirt,
stroking the coarse black hairs she had spied as he stood awkwardly only a few
days before she felt a sense of triumph. James pulled the towelling robe she
had wrapped around her from Tanya’s shoulders lowering his head to kiss her
soft skin. Tanya melted into him; this enigmatic man who had filled her dreams night
after night was removing his clothes as she stood watching. Her body came alive
as James once again took her into his arms, his urgent cock bobbing between
them. They kissed and caressed their way to his bed where Tanya lay down before
him. She arched her back to greet him as James entered her, thrusting through
her body with fevered passion relentless and unyielding. Tanya wrapped her legs
around his back bucking up to meet every thrust until the thrill of taking
James deep inside her overtook her and she tensed.
Teasing:
Come on
ladies you know we all love to tease. It turns us on to turn them on doesn’t
it? How beautiful and sexy is the female form? We are all so beautiful and we take great pleasure in thrilling our lovers
until they can hardly speak…
“Do you want
me to take it off sir?” Lucinda pressed.
Peter rubbed
his brow then tugged at his shirt collar before answering.
“Yes.” His
voice was barely a whisper.
Lucinda
slowly pulled the short, elasticated waistband down past her shapely hips,
pausing when she reached her thighs to watch Peter’s reaction to the nakedness
she was displaying just for him.
Peter
loosened his tie. His mouth felt suddenly dry. His apprehension was rapidly
disappearing.
Lucinda
continued to ease the skirt down past her knees before stepping slowly out of
it when it pooled on the floor at her feet. She gazed at Peter from beneath her
lashes as she stood, semi-naked before him.
She knew exactly what she was doing.
“Take off
your blouse Lucinda.” Peter breathed, trying desperately to remain in control.
One by one
Lucinda flicked open the buttons to her blouse. There were four in all. Peter
counted them as her breasts began to peep out from behind the flimsy material.
She hadn’t bothered with a bra.
“Now what sir?”
Lucinda asked him.
Peter
thought hard to remember the routine he had imagined in his bed last night, but
right now all he could think about was bending this girl over his desk and
taking her the way she wanted, hard and fast until she screamed his name. Think man think.
So tease and
please him for he is a mere mortal and we love him for it! Bring your lover to
their knees so that the only thing on their minds is you. Drive you man stupid
with desire but occasionally let him take control.
Excerpt from ‘A Voyeuristic Lover’:
Once inside our apartment Paul lifted the soiled dress over my
head and stood back to stare at me.
"Don't move." he said, and l watched as he removed his
clothing, slowly sliding his hand along his cock to make it rigid and expectant
once again. He kissed me, wrapping me in his arms, his tongue urgent and deep. He
teased my nipples into sharp points and pinched them, making me groan with
pleasure. Dropping to his knees Paul nestled his mouth between my legs. It was
hard to keep my balance as he lapped at me, his hands spreading me wide. I
pulled at his head, crazy for him. I wanted to push myself against that tongue,
pull his head closer, oh God.
His tongue became sharp and he jabbed at my sex, so close, God l
was so close l could hardly breathe.
Slowly Paul’s tongue travelled up my body as he began to stand. He
took two large cushions off the sofa as l quivered. Taking me by the hand he
bade me to kneel forwards, presenting my round ass to him. He kneeled behind me
and teased me further with his incredible fingers. I spread my legs wider
wanting all he could give. Two fingers entered me as his thumb pressed firmly
against my tighter entrance; l whimpered as he worked through the
resistance and filled both openings, building up a rhythm. I pushed my ass
higher and bent my head low as he worked me deeper into a frenzied
state.
"What do you want?" Paul breathed.
"Your
cock," l replied, "Please, give it to me."
Oh yes we like
it hot! So have fun, love one another and be safe and happy til next time
Gemma
http://gemmaparkes.blogspot.com/
Way to go, Gemma. Teasing is SO important. It's the male equivalent of fore-play and who's voting for sex without fore-play (except in emergency!)
ReplyDeleteThank you Jacqueline! Nice of you to stop by, I agree teasing is so important and the best fun you can have with or without your clothes on!
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