Posted: 2017-06-06 09:47:38
So many posts and threads have been nasty lately, I thought I would escape from that with a little bit of fantasy. I've never visited Chasidy, but enjoy her occasional posts describing her desires. So here is a bit of an imagined visit to get everyone ready for her draw later...
She opens the door, and there she is...I'm taken aback with her magnetism in person, and a little intimidated by her reputation for wanting to be 'fucked hard'. After all, my general approach in a booking has always been to look to please my partner, and she has written so often about submerging herself in submission to her partner's lust that I'm not sure how we'll click....
Maybe sensing all these thoughts racing through my head, she reaches out and pulls me to her, closing the door in the same motion. Up close, her hair smells wonderful, and there is almost a palpable heat coming from her body. She pulls me even closer, and I kiss her cheek, but then let my mouth slide down to her neck, and suck softly there, drinking in her warmth and fragrance. My hand is still trapped in hers as I break off, and she guides me toward the bedroom. At the door, with a knowing small smile on those glistening lips, she says, "Don't think, just do...", and the towel she has been wearing drops to the floor as we move to the bed. At the foot of the bed, she pauses with her back turned to me, and I admire the black lace panties that go perfectly with her raven hair, loose on her shoulders. There is no bra, and when she turns to face me, my mind is numb with the sensation of her breasts pressing up against me as her mouth seeks mine.
There is a hunger in her kiss, and her hands are busy with my shirt as her body rocks in imitation to the rhythm we will pursue later as her breasts rub lower and her mouth breaks free of mine. Lower still, and her hands are busy with my pants as I shrug off my shirt and reach down to feel the weight of those breasts. I make quick work of the shoes, socks and pants as her breath seeks out my cock, blowing through the material so I can feel the panting hotness of her desire. She peels off my underwear and takes me into her mouth. As I step out of them, her tongue languidly massages the sensitive underside of my glans, and then she moves to take more in, the exquisite feeling of her throat joining in giving pleasure unbelievable.
Now I pull back, and begin to thrust into her acquiescing mouth, first just past the head, slowly increasing the pace as her hands reach behind me to urge me on, faster, into that willing warmth. I reach for her hair, and gathering two handfuls, I begin to thrust deeper, her head now held firm as I lose all thought except to take more pleasure from her mouth. Faster and then a long, slow thrust deep, seeking how far into her throat I can reach, looking down to meet her eyes, a silent assent in them to my assault. Her body shudders ever so slightly, and then she has the whole length of me trapped inside her, throat and tongue moving somewhere inbetween a swallow and a gag, my hands holding her tight as I am totally lost in this sensation that transcends all thought.
I release her head and she pulls back, looking up at me with a smile that says, "Yes, now you understand. My pleasure is in seeing you lose control so completely. In that moment, you belong totally to me." Her tongue runs down the side of my penis, and then she tilts her head and runs her tongue underneath from the base to the tip, and then engulfs my cock once more in the mouth, her hands snaking behind me to urge me back into a steady rhythm of thrusting, as one of her hands then drops to dive under the waistband of her panties, seeking the wetness between her legs. As I continue to thrust, her own body begins first to squirm in pleasure with her own touch, and then begin to rock in time with my thrusts into her mouth, her own pleasure synchronizing with mine. Like a jealous lover, I am suddenly consumed with a desire to be inbetween her legs, wanting my own movements to be the ones giving her pleasure...
Perhaps to be continued....
How close to reality was that, Chas?