fantasy
- AUDIO NOTES, confessions, fantasy, inner thoughts, intimacy, PROOF OF GROWTH & CONNECTION, sexual connection
MORNING LOVE: DRAWING ECSTASY
I don’t just want to feel your mind and body. I want to experience your orgasm on me. Let my naked body be home to the intense carnal energy that you keep bound inside of you, waiting for the right moment. Well, that right moment is now.
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TUESDAY FANTASY: THIS MAGIC MOMENT
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A PRODUCTIVE DAY AT THE OFFICE
A little mid-day snack. My petite Friday thought just for you.
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MONDAY LOVE: THOSE CRISP WHITE SHEETS
The feel of the sheets between my legs…
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THE 3RD – TALE OF A PARTY GUEST
In the spirit of the last Saturday of the year, my fantasies take me to something exhibitionist/voyeuristic.
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PARALLEL FANTASY: STATE OF HUM
I know it’s been a while but I have missed you…
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MORNING LOVE: THE FINGER JOURNEY
It only takes one finger. The percussion of touch. This connecting feeling is a prism of emotion, every angle looks different. I am animal, both prey and predator but this second, just still. I am a poetically joined to you. I am yours. Take me. Lead me with your finger. Just one is all it takes.
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POETRY OF OUR PRIVATE PARTS
My pussy. My breasts. Your dick. Anatomy meant to be treasured, worshipped. A steady hand to direct. Pleasure not to be taken for granted. Every time is like the first. A dick I am so familiar with. It has been in my mouth, my cunt, and in between my breasts so many times I have lost count. I am relentless in pursuit of this pleasure. Yet it never feels the same when you are inside of me. I kiss it – enveloping my lips around your shaft as if I am Python. Poetry of our privates.
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MONDAY LOVE: TRAIL OF SEMEN
It’s been awhile since I’ve given you a fantasy to masturbate to. Your Monday Love is here. Tell me how did I do?
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PETITE FRIDAY THOUGHTS: THE PRICE OF OUR FANTASIES
I’ve been thinking about this alot lately. In my world, I spent a great deal of time in fantasy, including my career of choice. Yet, that fantasy is ever-evolving and adapting to the bonds I create and revel in sustaining. “Covet” is actually the more appropriate term. You might be unable to access your fantasies. Meanwhile, I am there saving them for you. I hold onto them until you are ready to dive back in.
