Frequently strange men email me photos of their penises—and I am unmoved. I delete them. Or I write, “I am not aroused by a cock I’ve never met. Put it back inside your pants, please.”
Now I am having spontaneous sleep orgasms, waking in orgasmic thrall to the images of a cock I’ve not yet met.
I told you about the stranger in the chair in the post Men and Their Missing Sense of Being Desired. After a Facebook introduction, he sent me a photo, basically a bare-chested torso shot; and I put myself into that picture in a variety of ways, one described in the post. He had me from the first photograph. We quickly moved to emails and phone conversations—and, yes, more photographs—bypassing that awkward “getting to know you” phase.
He asks, “Want more?” before sending the next, more explicit photo. I like that. Already he is making me ask for it; and now that I have seen it, I know he will make me beg. Without bragging or posturing, he knows what he has.
In one shot, he is standing, his chin and part of a smile visible above the bare chest—and a hint of cock showing where the unfastened jeans dip below his waist.
“Want more?” Yes, please. I squirmed in my chair waiting for it. Oh—and more is so nice. Standing straight out, beautifully formed—as regal a cock at attention as I have ever seen.
“Tell me what you want to see next,” he said.
“I want to see it in your hand.”
And, yes, in his hand, perfect. Absolutely the perfect penis. Beautifully shaded, thick and sturdy, proud head rising regally above the shaft. Omigod, the quality of his erections……..
Twice before I have been dick-matized by exceptional cocks. My heart pounds; and I know it is happening again. But he, the man, has also captured my imagination. The secrets he tells me, that I can’t repeat, are thrilling. I want him more.
Tell me how you like it, how you want it, how you want me to handle that cock, how you plan to use it.......................
What do you love that you don't get enough of?
What do other women not want to do or don't do well? I want to give you what they have not.
Don't be shy. Don't think you have to say "the right things." I want to know what you REALLY want....
To make him come in my mouth.
Him to tease my clit with the head of his cock, tease my clit with his fingers and tongue, roll it between his thumb and first finger, as if impaling my desire on a hook, while he barely penetrates me...
And make me beg him to fuck me hard.
And then do it, hard.
To take him up my ass, all the way, every inch of him until I feel his balls slapping against my pussy. I want him to take long, slow deep strokes, pulling nearly out and pushing all the way in again, harder each time, until he is fucking my ass like no man has ever fucked it. I want him to take me to a place through pain to intense pleasure and hold me there with his thumb massaging my clit until I think I will die from it.
He writes a fantasy
From behind, his hard cock is pressing against her firm ass. The smooth leather of the skirt feels good against his cock. His hands are at her waist moving slowly up to each button of the creamy white silk blouse. She pushes her hip harder against his cock, very slowly moving side to side. He leans his face in and begins to lightly kiss her neck. She shivers and moans with pleasure. The buttons on the blouse give no resistance, and he only needs to do three as she rarely has anything buttoned above her breast line. When this last button is undone, he pulls the blouse open and back, peeling it down off her arms and dropping it to the floor, one easy move. The demi-bra has her breasts lifted high, her nipples thrust out. He unhooks the front closure and easily removes the bra. He grasps her breasts tightly, her hard nipples pressing against his palms. She grinds her ass against his hard cock, urging him to pump her. He pushes her forward against the desk and lifts her shirt up revealing her nakedness. She never wears panties. He reaches a hand down between her legs and she eagerly spreads them apart. He pushes his hand between her legs and against her vagina. She is very wet and his middle finger easily penetrates between her lips. He's teasing her now. She reaches behind her, finding his cock and pulls him toward her. She's breathing heavily; and little whimpers escape her lips, almost against her wll. She is trembling and he knows she has to have him now. He drives the head of his cocks into her, splitting her open; and he drives hard into her, making her gasp. She leans flat against the desk, pushing herself harder against him. He grasps her hips and pulls her as he pumps her hard. The feeling of being inside her is nearly indescribable. He breaths in deeply of the smell of her sex, intoxicating to him. He's pumping her hard but trying to stay off his orgasm until he knows she will orgasm too. Her moans and the way her pussy starts squeezing his cock harder tell him she is about to cum. He pulls her hips harder toward him and pushes in deeper. He can feel the head of his cock opening her up deep inside. This extra tightness against the top third of his cock takes him over the edge. The next entry deep inside her rewards them both in waves of orgasm. They stay in the position for several minutes afterward not wanting to give up the closeness they have just shared.
That we want a hot, sweaty, steamy, no-holds-barred, push-the-erotic-limits affair. I want to rock his world. I want to leave him feeling sated, sore, exhausted but still so turned on that I have to masturbate in the airplane rest room to make it home.
And we make plans to rendezvous in a month...
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