Ladyjewels

Tag: Fantasy

  • Bathing.

    Sinking into a hot bath full of bubbles, the best feeling, lay back eyes closed and have Strong hands washing your body.

    When he gets between your legs open your eyes and comand his hand stays there until you cum, watch his eyes and see his nude body respond as you come closer and closer to orgasim, his rock hard cock throbbing, you moan as you explode.

    As you come back and relax, reach out a finger and capture the glistening drop of pre cum, rub it into your lips, smile into his eyes.

    Good boy 💋

  • Only that Moon.

    Theres a movie I love, in it the one woman say’s –

    ” when the air is warm and the cricket’s sing I dream of a love that the moon and stars lay down for, I want someone to love me, but there is no Man, only that Moon”

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  • I love this 💖

    “When life breaks you, it is because you are ready to be put back together differently. Every piece of you that feels shattered is a piece that will find a new place, a new purpose, a new meaning. Trust that the cracks are where the light gets in. And sometimes, in our brokenness, we find our greatest wholeness. We find the courage to rebuild, to reimagine, to redefine what it means to be strong. You are not broken; you are breaking through.”

    — Unknown

  • Boobs/ Breasts

    Why do guy’s have this fascination with them, I have a few theories:

    1. Reminds them of breastfeeding
    2. feels like soft stress ball’s
    3. They make great pillows
    4. Apparently feels great sliding something through them 😇
    5. The nipples get hard when arroused and or cold( but so do Men’s)
    6. Bounce around in the right clothes, so you have to look 😊
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  • Let it Burn

    A true witch will be there for everyone else and bring harmony and love to all she sees.

    But, cross her to many times, belittle her, try and degrade her, make out that she is less than she knows she is!!

    That’s when you get out of her way, and she will watch you burn ❤️‍🔥

    Then she will turn around and walk away, because that’s when she’s done.

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  • Chained or Free

    At the bottom of the garden under a beautiful tree sits a fairly.

    She looks like porcelain with whispy brown wings, her head bowed and her hair falling over her face.

    On her lap is a book of spells open, but she’s not looking at them, she’s lost in thought.

    A thin silver chain is attached to the rock she sits on, the other side attached to a clasp around her wrist, she also holds a crystal ball in that hand, maybe she is watching for someone.

    I wonder as I watch her, is she a prisoner, but then she has the spell’s and Wings to break the chain.

    Or maybe the chain helps her feel grounded and safe, maybe she’s waiting for the person who left her there to claim her knowing she can leave if it’s unsafe.

  • At peace.

    Find a space the you can be totally alone.

    feel the earth, light, water, air, warmth and cool and just switch off your mind, feel at peace.

    Become you again.

    Total peace

  • A Colourful Chaos.

    To the world, they see a mixed up mess of a woman who would just make no sense in their lives.

    To Him, she is seen for the colour and crazy chaos she brings to his life, the possibility of making him think outside the normal, explore crazy things and also bring peace and gentleness.

    She’s hot and cold, girl and Mature Women, mad and responsible.

    Only very few see the whole person, to others she shows only what she thinks they need, and hides the parts she knows they can’t handle.

  • Magical Music 🎶

    She marked her body with music and waited for the right person to understand it.

  • The Sea, a lover’s touch.

    A secluded beach, she stripes down to nothing, walks slowly to the edge of the water, the hot sand filling her toes like a lover’s fingers only to fall away with every step.

    The cooler sand at the edge of the water is where she sat and lay back, the hot sun warming her body and the sand like a hard bed on her back.

    She closed her eyes and waited, the water washed up in waves, it began by caressing her feet, sliding up her legs and between her thighs, then slid back into the ocean taking some of the sand beneath her bottom and legs, moulding her deeper into it.

    The next wave travelled further, caressing the sides of her breasts with cold water while the hot sun beat down on her exposed nipples.

    The last wave covered her completely making her hold her breath, it fanned her hair out over the sand and as it left to slide back into the ocean, she was left wet and moulded into the sand.

    She lay there and waited for her lover’s touch over and over, the never ending waves obliging as her mind wondered to where He was.

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