Tag: Fantasy

  • Playing with a sub πŸ’–

    Strokes him on and off for about half an hour.He loses track of time, becoming a mass of feelings heading to the edge, the frustration of it being withheld…His head thrown back, the delicious throbbing veins in his neck and his manhood standing out like ropes…Right here is My best part❀️

  • lost in My head.

    The sun is shinning, there’s a gentle breeze that lifts My hair softly, standing at the bottom of the garden against an old tree.

    I have so much love around me, my beautiful children a grandchild, my family is huge and close, sometimes way too close 🫣.

    Theres an online pet and a beautiful friend that I chat to and they are amazing and special πŸ’—πŸ’—

    So how do I explain this ache that shouldn’t be there, this longing to be held and swept up in the magic of love.

    This is what you get for watching movie’s πŸ™ƒπŸ§ΉπŸͺ„πŸŒΉβœ¨βœ¨, as in ‘Practical Magic’…”There is no Man, only that moon”

    And yet I still feel Him in the cell’s of My body, they know Him…

    Total Romantic, always will be β˜ΊοΈπŸ’•πŸ’•πŸ’•πŸŒΉ

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  • I want YOU πŸ”₯

    I have decided I want YOU.

    I want you because:

    Your voice alone makes Me want to cum, it slides across My skin caressing the nerves endings, making Me shiver and come to life.

    I want you because:

    Your eyes see right inside My mind and light up My body like a match running against the matchbox.πŸ”₯

    I want you because:

    Your arms, lips and body make Me explode and I float above the clouds covered in flames, I see the sunset and sunrise when You are with Me.

  • Day Dreams in the Bath.

    Submerged to my shoulders in warm water, the soapy bubbles softly popping, the water lapping at my exposed shoulders and breasts.

    It feels like your fingers last night, the bubbles are like the soft kisses your lips left all over them, my nipples harden and remind me how tender they are from your constant attention to them.

    The sponge glides over every inch of my body and closing my eyes, it becomes your hands, slightly ruff, and I again feel the the hands of a hard working, strong yet gentle Man I have learnt to adore.

    The soft bruises on the inside of my thighs is a reminder of your hands gripping them to keep me open and still, to allow your mouth to drink me in, because you were in complete control in that moment.

    The bite marks in strange places make me smile and moan as I remember your soft words as you marked me as yours.

    As I relax and soak in the water, my mind thrilled to belong to you,

  • The Curve’s of a Woman.

    Do you know a woman?

    You might think you do, but untill you have traced the curve of her body with your fingers and lips, you don’t know her.

    Until she has allowed you into her mind to explore her innermost self, her secrets and thoughts, her dreams, you don’t know her.

    If she has not invited you into her soul, and she will only do that when she trusts you not to distroy her, then you don’t know her.

    When she does, you will know her completely and she will be yours forever, until then you don’t know her.

  • I have a Dark side.

    Cold chains on a hot body making it react.

    Clamps on sensitive areas creating a delicious pain that highlights the pleasure.

    Some days I embrace My Dark side.

  • Not real.

    People create this dream, TV and movie’s feed into it, the dream is that there’s one person who is the one who will be everything rolled into one and you will live happily ever after.

    that’s what used to happen, it’s not a reality anymore, now you are judging and compared to every one on social media.

    So that’s what they want, that’s what they are going to get, the best of Me on social media!!

    Watch this space πŸ˜‰

  • Heavy Day

    You know those heavy days when you wish someone would just take over everything, just for a day?

    That’s today πŸ˜˜πŸ’‹

  • Fairy Tails.

    Fantasy, such a lovely word, but so far from the real world.

    It makes you feel like there’s something real out there that is worth discovering.

    So far I have found that there’s only fantasy.

    And that goes for me as well, every time I begin to feel like I am worth loving I find out that’s another fantasy.

    The thing is, I believe in fairytales and happy ever after, so as long as I am around I know He’s out there, and that’s okay, at the right time in the right moment it will all fall into place as it should.