To free from the mind...

Honesty, the best (most insane) policy

Please forgive me if this comes across as clumsy and accidentally predatory but the only thing I can think to do is be honest where I feel safe, hope you appreciate it and are kind no matter how the chips fall.
For a brief moment, you reminded me what I miss. I knew it was what I wanted because the taste made me nervous and the chase makes me feel like a fool. So I relent and lay myself a little barer than I'd like.
I just want some more of what's inside your head and to switch off and have some fun.
The kind of fun that starts with your lips against mine, your hands desperate to get to my bare skin and me returning in kind, pulling at your clothes to feel you against me, kissing my way down your body, breathing you in and kind of losing my head.
The kind of fun that ends with us falling into some kind of glowing heap of tangled limbs and feverish, breathless kisses.
To bounce in a bed with you for an hour or 10 and just waste the better part of the day.

I don't want to change your life and I don't want you to change mine. I just want a connection to another human being that's not based in heavy handed emotion. I want uncomplicated, untethered and a little bit unhinged.

So... Yeah. There's this.

There's a thought invading my brain.

It's an abrupt interruption in programming to show an incredibly sexy scene and it seems to be stuck on repeat.
Its your hands sliding up and parting my legs, just rough enough to know that I shouldn't argue because your lips are not far behind, working their way from my knees to the soft skin at the top of my thighs. You push up my tight dress and I suddenly feel your breath through the black lace of my underwear and I sink forward in the chair, watching you as you hook your thumbs around them and begin peeling them down over my legs and my heels to throw them behind you. I start to giggle as I watch them land on a lamp but I stop when you slide your finger down my wet slit and into my pussy. I sink down further, pushing your finger deeper in to me, your thumb pushing against my clit as you kneel to kiss me.
It's where you kiss me, that's where my brain gets stuck in a loop.
You're so very good at it, I get lost.
Damn.

ohai (what restraint?)

Someone had managed to slip it into his hand last night, but in the confusion of the crowd that swamped him, he had looked around 2 seconds too late, only to see the shadowy figure wander down the street. The handwritten note said:
"if you find the lilies in the women's garden, opposite the little cave in the domain tomorrow at 2, then you will find me… x"

As he wanders down the hill, finding the location she described, he instantly understands why she has chosen this place. To his right there is what seems like a little cavern. Large ferns providing a cover for all sorts of debauched activity… but surely not at 2 in the afternoon… he makes a mental note to bring her back here later tonight and as he does, toys with the thought of her naked in there under the moonlight, arching her back as he drives himself in to her, inch by inch, running his hands down her smooth chest as she pushes herself on to him. His cock stiffens and a small groan escapes his lips. He has to find her, and soon. As he looks to his left, he spies the lilies. And then he sees her. Lying on the grass, arms above her head, book in one hand. She appears to be in some other world, mouthing the lyrics to some song; he wonders what music she likes to fuck to. He looks her over... her long arms, soft skin that looks like chocolate in the afternoon sunlight, full soft breasts, her nipples stiffening against the fabric of her white top as she appears to move her body, almost dancing to the music as she lay on the ground. Her long dark legs, barely covered by her skirt which she has pushed up her thighs… It's too much. He walks around to the entrance and into the secluded area, disturbing a small group of birds as he does so. She sits up and looks directly at him, then down to the bulge in his trousers.

She purrs a hello and he can feel his cock grow even harder at the first sound of her voice. Motioning for him to sit down next to her, but continuing listening to her music, her voice like honey, she closes her eyes and sings softly, mesmerizing him. He's willing her to touch him, acknowledge his presence, that he had made it here, promises of play now burned in to his brain, but instead she slowly pulls herself up and reaches behind her to grab her book, the thin white fabric straining against her breast as she leans towards him. She slides her long fingers along the curve of her breasts and pulls the Ace of Spades from the valley between them. She grins at him, though he barely notices. His eyes are fixed on her breasts, straining, begging him to remove them from their constraints.
As she trails off, he feels her hand rise toward his zip, her fingernails raking his leg through his pants. Her face changes almost immediately when she feels how hard his cock actually is. She pushes him gently back on the grass, slowly undoing the zipper, in the same motion, covering him with the expanse of her skirt as she moves herself on top of him and as the warm breeze hits his naked skin, it is instantly replaced by another sensation, warm, wet and inviting.. He realizes that she is completely naked under the fine layers of cotton pushes himself into her, feeling her flesh give way. She raises her hips and puts her hand on his chest and lowers herself half way down his now throbbing cock. He groans, she covers his lips with her own, kissing him as deeply as he wanted be inside her.

She is pulsing around his cock, milking him. He sits up; wrapping her legs around his waist and returns her kiss. A short sharp breath escapes her lips as he pulls himself out of her then instantly slams his cock deep into her. He growls, lifting her off him, watching her face change at the shock of the power shift and zipping himself back up, grabs her hand and pulls her out of the garden, across the path and into the little cave where he sits down on the rocks, staring at her.
She smiles sweetly, removing her clothes and stands naked amongst the ferns. He pulls out his phone and takes a picture. Fumbling, he replaces it and reaches to touch her clit, roughly pushing apart her legs. One finger slides easily into her wetness, then another. She kneels over him as he twists his fingers in and out of her, biting at her nipples, one hand over her mouth, the other working her to furious orgasm. He can feel her pussy throbbing in his hand, her juices dripping down his fingers and as he feels her reach her peak, he slides another finger inside her, making her bite his hand hard enough to make him stop to pull out his cock, now glistening with pre-cum. She twists herself and takes his length into her mouth… as far as she can. He sighs, holding her head, gently pushing her further down on to him. The temptation is too great and he pushes his fingers deeper inside her making her moan around him.

Without warning, he stands her up, turns her around and slides himself into her. Groaning as she pushes back on to him, the wetness engulfing him, he starts moving faster until he is slamming his cock into her, their breath getting shorter and shorter. He knows this will not take long and grabs her hair and with his other hand, pulls her hips so she has nowhere to go. Tightening around him, she begins to whimper. She looks back to him, hungry for more, his own orgasm building inside him, he could hold on but she won't let him.
Seconds away, he manages to pull out of her, fingers inside her again, as he turns her over and pushes his cock into her open mouth. She sucks, willing him to explode inside her, desperate to taste him.. Her taste mingles with his as he explodes into her mouth, missing slightly, a small trail of cum sliding down her cheek. She swallows, looking satisfied.
"Nice to finally meet you…"

surprising things

I'm nervous and excited. And slightly terrified. We had an arrangement but I didn't keep my word. My body is trembling in anticipation. You stride across the room and sit down across from me, stealing glances at the opening of my shirt and the soft skin peeking out from beneath it. I wrap my long fingers around the glass in front of me, draining the silvery liquid before attempting to apologise for my mistake. You sit with an unreadable face as I stumble over my words but I notice your eyes haven't left my mouth, watching as my fingertips brush my lips as I suck on the gin soaked cucumber from the glass. You motion to the waiter for two more and you turn back to me, still silent. I blush and find myself unable to sit still under your gaze, the air is suddenly thick with intent and you begin to outline your carefully thought out plan. In hushed tones, you tell me what you want to do in incredible detail, starting with my suggestion of tying me to the bed, teasing my clit with your tongue. How you'll slide your cock into me so slowly I beg you repeatedly to fuck me, hard, but you won't. The punishment for not keeping my word is sex on your terms, at your pace, not mine. You continue with more detail, stopping only when the waiter arrives with drinks. I'm charged and cross my legs, terrified that if I don't the whole restaurant will feel the throbbing heat that seems to be working it's way from my face down to my pussy with every word. You seem incredibly pleased with yourself and I am lost for words. Standing up a little too quickly, I excuse myself and walk out into a small corridor at the back of the restaurant.

Walking towards the bathroom, I hear footsteps following me and as I push open the door to the ladies room, I feel you behind me, hands insistent as you push me forward. You reach behind me and lock the door as you push me against the bench and grind your cock into my arse, tearing at my underwear. Looking in the mirror to watch my face, you shove one hand past the opening of my shirt, pushing aside the lace and pinching my nipple as the other works its way between my legs, pushing them apart until you can feel my wet pussy at your fingertips. I groan as you rub quickly, making me wetter with every stroke. You tell me how bad I am and pull my hair, exposing my neck which you bite into roughly as you push two fingers inside me, making me moan so deeply it shakes the tiny room. You pull your fingers from me and smack me across the arse before putting your hand across my mouth, wet fingers past my lips to silence me. I lick silently, tasting myself on you as you spin me around, tearing open my shirt, buttons skipping across the tiles. Our heavy breathing echoes around the small room and you whimper as I reach down and start to claw at the denim that stands between your hardness and my wetness. I'm desperate to feel you inside me and drag my nails across your back, pulling you towards me as you begin to lose yourself. You suddenly regain control, remembering what you were doing and I am restrained quickly by you pinning my wrists behind my back with one hand. You hike me up onto the sink and fumble at your zipper and I feel you rubbing against my clit and without warning and without hesitation you sink into my wet pussy, until you are buried deep inside me.

I bite into your shoulder as you start to pull out, both of us straining against each other, me to be free and to be fucked and you to control me. Your other hand moves up and over my breasts pinching my nipples then moving higher, resting gently to begin with but as you thrust back into me, your grip tightens around my neck. It's a delicious cycle. The tighter you grip my throat the more I feel my pussy tighten around you, making you harder inside me, making me cum harder, driving you crazy, making you tighten your grip that little bit more... I feel you loosen your hold on my wrists and I try to pull my arms out from behind me. You tighten your grip but continue to slam into me as I explode around you, biting hard into your shoulder. I feel like my arms are going to dislocate from the shoulders as you pull down on my wrists, pushing me forward on to your cock as you push up, your hand dropping from my throat, eyes glistening as you pull my head back, turning it to make me watch in the mirror as you push into me over and over again. I feel myself ready to scream and you feel it, pushing your lips against mine to stop the sound from escaping. You bite down hard on my bottom lip, stifiling your own moan as you cum long and hard inside me. I watch you shiver as you pull out of me, zipping yourself back into your pants and walk out the door, leaving me shaking and shocked, with red hand marks across my throat and burn marks on my wrists.

le premier rêve

We are sitting at my favourite restaurant playing drunkenly with our chopsticks and generally being flirty and dirty when you decide it's time to go for a walk. We excuse ourselves from the table and walk out into the warm spring evening and cross the esplanade to walk towards the beach. I pull out two joints and we find a little secluded spot, sit on the grass and light up the first, chatting in the moonlight. You move and sit behind me so you can run your fingertips across the small of my back and I shiver as you lean in and kiss my shoulder gently, taking the joint from me with your other hand. We smoke in silence for a while as your hand works its way around my back and when we are done I turn and face you, and you smile at me.

You kiss me slowly and it's so good that when we come up for air, I am laying on top of you and can feel your cock digging into my hip. I lift myself up, making sure there is no one close and unzip you and slide my hand into your pants, wrapping my hand around you and pulling up from base to tip. You grab my waist and pull me up so I am straddling you, my skirt covering both of us. Slipping your hand down, you go to push aside my underwear and kind of moan when you find there is nothing there but warm, wet flesh. I undo your pants and pull them back, lowering my mouth onto you as I move down. I lick in circles and swirl my tongue around the head as one hand grazes up and down your shaft and the other plays with your balls, fingertips running like a waterfall from the base of your cock and out over the soft, tight skin.
You are so hard I could bounce quarters off your dick and I get lost and lower myself until your cock is deep in my mouth and I can feel the soft hair at the base tickle my lips. I start to move up and down and can feel you pulsing in the back of my throat and I lift my mouth up and over and back down again, not so far down this time, but this time as I come back up, I suck just hard enough to milk you, so that I can taste you.You pull me up by my waist and grab your cock with one hand, the other one working its way between my legs to slide two finger inside me, making sure I'm wet before you guide me on to you. You lift your hand to my mouth and push them past my lips and I lick your fingers clean as I start to ride up and down. You reach over and grab the second joint, lighting up and breathing in deeply as you feel me sink down, taking all of you inside me and slowly moving my hips in tiny circles, your cock stretching me open.
We smoke and kiss and fuck, you pushing up against my grinding hips, it's thrilling being out in the open and feeling the breeze against my skin. I start to move faster and I feel you close to coming. I lean over and tell you that I want to taste myself on you. You slam yourself into me so hard I start to come, my pussy gripping you tight and I ride it out, feeling you swell inside me, stretching me even more. You lift me up and drag me by my hair down to your wet cock, and I wrap my mouth around it hungrily, sucking you, licking you clean. You stroke my cheek as you fuck my mouth, lifting up my chin to watch as you hold my mouth open and rest the head of your cock on my bottom lip. You explode as I smile, your come spilling out onto my tongue, a tiny drip escaping from the corner of my mouth as I close my mouth around you and swallow.

le deuxième rêve

You can hear the music before you walk in the door, in fact you are surprised that the neighbours haven't called to complain about the noise. The thumping beat echoes out into the empty street as you punch in the combination to the door lock and walk inside, throwing your keys on the table. The heavy smell of burning pot mixed with Nag Champa smacks you in the face as you walk through the house and into the kitchen to pour yourself a drink, Kashmir by Led Zeppelin ringing in your ears. Wine in hand, you walk out through the open double doors and out into the backyard, following the trail of clothes until you find me half naked, hiding behind massive sunglasses. I sit up so you can kiss me and you play out your little ritual of kissing my forehead, nose, lips and neck. You turn the music down with the remote, grab the spliff from my hand and begin inhaling, making me laugh out loud as you regale me with your airport trauma, peeling off your clothes as you do. You hand the joint back, run naked across the lawn and dive in to the pool, pounding out four laps before you slide back up onto the edge and collapse, breathing hard. I move to my hands and knees, crawling over to you and kiss you on the shoulder before crawling up the steps to grab more wine.

When I return you are laying on the grass, rolling a second and you look up to watch me walk back to you wearing nothing but black underwear, sunglasses and killer raspberry heels. I have a smile on my face that tells you how much I have missed you and I see your cock grow as I get down on my hands and knees and lean in to kiss you before you light up. You grab the bottle of wine from my hand and take a swig, leaning back against the wall as I kiss my way down your body and clamp my mouth around your cock, sucking noisily, feeling you get harder in my mouth. You groan and pull me up, kissing me while you unhook my bra before putting the joint between my lips, telling me that there is something you missed more than that, and push me backwards, until I am laying flat on the ground, where work your way down my body, licking and biting at my hard nipples as you go, making me arch my back up off the ground.

Running your hands down the outside of my legs, you peel away the silky black bottoms, being careful to leave my shoes in place. You make me giggle as you slide your hands up the inside of my thighs, pushing them apart gently as you do until my legs are spread wide and my hips are tilting up toward you. Your fingers slide from my clit downwards and I sigh deeply, the head rush of your fingers so close to sliding inside me colliding with the headiness of being stoned. As I open my mouth to beg for your fingers, you slide one into me, feeling how warm and wet I am. I moan and push against your hand, burying your finger deeper, looking down at you and grabbing at your wrist, wanting another. You admonish me for being greedy and tell me to be patient as you lower your head and breathe out gently across my pussy, sending chills up my spine. I feel the tip of your tongue working in tiny circles until you have my lips parted and my wet slit is exposed completely, kissing and licking softly before you slide a second finger inside me and begin sucking on my clit, causing me to push up against your mouth and hand.

I start to groan loudly as you work your fingers in and out of me, making me wetter with each stroke and you sit up and cover my mouth with yours. I can taste myself on you, it drives me crazy, kissing you and biting at your lip as you pull your fingers out, cross them and slide them back up in to me. I throw my head back, my pussy is dripping wet and you take the opportunity to kneel between my legs and uncross your fingers, stretching me and pushing the swollen head of your cock against my open pussy. You slide most of yourself into me and slowly pull your fingers out, I'm so wet, its effortless and you sink deeper into me as you lift my legs and wrap my ankles around your neck, kissing my calves. My body is rigid, locked in one continuous orgasm and you put your arm under my hips and lift to push deeper into me. You barely move, but you hardly need to. You are so deep inside me that you literally can't go any further and instead of thrusting you hold still, letting me buck and writhe against and around you, lifting myself off you slowly, barely an inch and then lowering myself back down, hard and fast. You get harder knowing that you don't have to move and yet you can still make me come like this. You push my hips back and slowly pull yourself out of me and I kind of sob, not wanting it to end, but you keep me happy by sliding your fingers back inside me and working me to a long and loud orgasm. With your spare hand, you reach over and grab the remote and turn up the music until you can feel the bass running through both of us.

Making sure I am still coming, you twist your wrist, each time your fingers move, another wave rushing over me. As I come again, I feel you push your cock inside me, making sure you are covered in me before you lift my hips and slide slowly into my ass...

*my apologies if you think this ends abruptly, but this was actually a dream and that was how I woke up. And please believe me when I say I wish it ended too! xxx

quatre

Awake at 6am. Not a favourite start to the day. But acceptable when I get to lay in bed and stare at you and your gorgeous body.

I watch as you take a breath, inhaling the smell of sex and breathing out a deep contented sigh as you reach out for me. Grabbing my hand, you roll on to your back and hold my hand against your heart. The constant beating beneath my hand almost returns me to my sleepy state, but as I close my eyes I notice the sheet across your waist raise up ever so slightly. I lower my hand to your belly and run the tips of my fingers down the smooth skin until I reach the soft hair, where my fingers weave tiny patterns. Lifting the sheet back, your dick snaps up and you sniff loudly but stay sleeping as I draw a line from the base to the head, enclosing my hand around you as I get to the tip.

I start to work you gently at first and slowly build my way up to a firm but casual rhythm, feeling you harden with every stroke until it seems like you are bursting out of your skin and you are twitching and pulsing in my hand. I slide down the bed, worshipping you on my way down, gently biting at your nipples, licking the line of your hip bone and kissing the soft skin on the inside of your thigh. Your legs part slightly and I seize the opportunity to gently take one of your balls into my mouth and suck slowly. A soft moan escapes your lips and I feels every inch of your skin tighten as I let go silently and run my tongue along your shaft, making tiny wet lines from base to tip. With every trip my tongue takes, it ends with kisses. Your belly, thighs, hips, anywhere is good and I cover you in kisses from waist to knee, all the while licking you like you are the first lemonade icy pole of the summer.

You stir and I see you look down at me, reaching out and brushing my hair out of my face so you can watch me as I savour every inch of you, licking and biting gently up and down your cock, stroking your balls so lightly you can only occasionally feel my fingers and scratching up the inside of your thighs. You are squirming, running your hands down the side of my face and trying to sit up to pull me to you. I plant a hand on your chest and kiss my way back up to you, licking and biting as I did on the way down, ending with my face so close to yours that your breath is my breath. I smile and kiss the tip of your nose, your eyelids, your temples and the corners of your mouth before running the tip of my tongue along the inside of your top lip. You shiver and kiss me passionately. Before we end up locked in an all day embrace, I pull away from you and slide back down to your diamond hard cock. Pulling my hair out of the way and holding it back, you gently push down on the back of my head, but I let my breath work it's magic first, blowing warm air before licking and sucking close to the skin, cooling you down again. You begin bucking your hips involuntarily and I can't make you wait any longer.

I lick my lips and look up at you, making sure you don't take your eyes off me as I close my mouth around your swollen head. You let out a low growl as the heat engulfs you and you watch your cock disappear inside my mouth, pulling at my hair but still keeping me firmly locked in position. You don't let me move, and I watch you as you lift your hips and slowly begin to fuck my mouth. I moan around your cock, the vibrations running right through you. I love the way you do this, so slowly and gently just like the first time I ever had you in my mouth. It takes us both back a long way and we get lost in the moment. You tell me how beautiful I am and I smile around you, feeling a break in your defences.

I move down taking you further into my mouth, inch by painfully slow inch until you can feel the softness at the back of my throat. I take a deep breath around you and continue to work my way down until my lips are around the base of your cock, kissing your skin. I look up to see you no longer watching me. Your eyes are closed tightly, lips open in a silent moan. I plunge back down on you, drawing you in deeper each time, milking you with each stroke, my hands covering where my mouth can't, fingers playing with your tightened balls, stroking and teasing so lightly you are gasping when I am not even touching you. The grip on my hair tightens and I feel your whole body tense up and you try so hard to fight it, but you push me further down, urging me to take all of you again, and as I do, I taste you on my tongue. You are ready to explode, sitting up, pushing on the back of my head and pulling back on my hair, wanting the release but not wanting it to end.

You wrap your legs around my body and I take my hands away and run my fingers up the the inside of your thighs as I plunge down onto you completely, taking all of you in. You swell more, stretching my mouth, you are so hard and I pull back a little, just in time to feel you explode inside my mouth, spilling across my tongue. It's hot and sweet and I swallow hungrily, not wanting to waste a drop, keeping pressure around you as your orgasm calms down. You stop twitching and drag me back up to you and wrap me in your arms, kissing my shoulders as we both fall into a beautiful deep sleep.