Confession: 194 [Sex Confession]

Lately I have been keeping his secret close to my heart. He admires me without saying words. As he prepares to serve me like a queen, he tells childhood stories filled with exciting adventures. I sit listening as he cuts big bright tomatoes, peppers, and ginger. His smile widens as he pours a glass of wine just for me. As his masterpiece becomes art, I take a bite.

Every flavor takes me somewhere different. Then I nod in approval as he asks if I want chocolate chip cookies for desert. Carefully I fall in love with his tall frame and beautiful eyes. Aesthetically exotic he carries me away nightly in my dreams. Then as stars fill our space I remember he is just my friend, so I tuck away wet dreams then go home once again.

Blouse: Teacher Fetish

“She can do what no one else can.”

The color matters because it reminds me of a teacher. Demanding yet pleases the mind with structure. Neatly it rests in a tight skirt or a pant. However, my eyes go to one place as an assistant talks about a busy day. Carefully drawn into each hole the buttons become like glue. I watch as each movement causes anxiety and my mind to wonder. Unable to deal with the pressure, I watch the buttons explode. Now a division of lust captures my mind causing weakness in my lips. Playfully I wonder about the shape and how my tongue would react. As I fight hard against arousal, she suddenly buttons her blouse then asks me if I’m okay.

Valentine’s Day: Say My Name

Hands tied to the bed, I sat on his swollen cock as he called out my name. Lips parted slightly, I leaned into his sweetness then sucked gently. He became my lover that could do all the things I dreamed of. Penetrating deep I popped up on his cock like messy bubble gum. He appreciated this fuck, I could see it in his eyes. Then as my breasts took in all his breath, he said Happy Valentines Day.

My Valentines Playlist