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Farawyn
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so I don't have to retype it.
Oops. I was still caught up with your hair.
Carry on.
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Oops. I was still caught up with your hair.
Carry on.
Love the pics .. but REALLY loved reading your thread post! Best of luck in your searching ..Alors - mangez:
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I'm actually getting much better at doing that theses days. No more gagging. It's really true, practice does make perfect
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Farawyn
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I'm actually getting much better at doing that theses days. No more gagging. It's really true, practice does make perfect
This.
It really does.
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I'm actually getting much better at doing that theses days. No more gagging. It's really true, practice does make perfect
Mmmm. Amazing !
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I'm actually getting much better at doing that theses days. No more gagging. It's really true, practice does make perfect
Lucky guy.
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Good morning.
Shaved or not? Ladies and gents, please.
I like a man unshaven. He’s a man. It smells better, and I love rubbing my face in him.
I like me waxed. I can feel everything better. I NEVER shave.
Him, I'm really not that worried either way.
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In my last long winded reply I mentioned I'd been asked why I was so focussed on the concept of tasting Sir. I mentioned I wrote out an essay on the topic... because it is how I express... the following is the essay only edited for names.
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It isnt unusual at all to dream of you, or to remember the dreams of you. It's not unusual to wake up in the middle of a dream about you, or to intentionally continue a “dream” about you in a waking daydream. … I wonder if those things ever happen about me with you. I remember years ago you used to ask me to detail these dreams for you, and I was always too shy to be specific. I counted this as a failing on my part… something you wanted from me that I was too … inhibited to accomplish. I know this is why I do try to tell you about them now, even if they are in writing that as far as I can tell, you havent read. Maybe you will some day. If not, well, they are here none the less.
So last night I had three thoughts that were ruminating … #1 I didnt like the idea that your power and thus heat may be out and you’d be cold. I was thinking of all the ways I’d like to keep you warm. This led to me thinking about the two things you told me you do think about… me tasting you and me on top of you. Then the thought of giving you a massage...all of which came to the point of a question I’d like to ask you…. When you ask me why I want to taste you… it isnt just THAT… it is… why do i think about wanting to give you the best oral sex of your life? THAT ios the question. The answer is this. When you kiss someone, to me that is far more intimate more *loving* less… pleasure based and more … giving. It is truly that moment when for ME… it is an act of the heart, of the emotion, and less and act of the body. I’m talking from the sense of the one kissing. When I think about kissing your body, this is one of the ways that I sincerely sincerely sincerely express my … emotion. So when I was talking about giving you a massage and it taking *hours* well this is what you dont know and this is the question… if this sounds like it would appeal to you or not…
For me … I’d like to spend time touching and kissing every single square inch of your body. I’m not talkign like human lollypop style. That’s kinda gross. No. I dont know how to WRITE what is in my heart. Only that I’d literally like to gently (and not so gently depending on the *part*) spend time loving on every single piece of you. Touching, caressing, kissing. The vast majority of the time looking straight into your eyes as I do. Seeing how that effects you. From your neck to your chest, your arms, your hands, your fingers, your legs, yes, even your feet, your back, your neck, and all of the much more fun bits too. The point is… WHY do I want this… because when I think about this I think about the emotion involved. It’s like how I make the cords. You may not think of it as magick. But because of the intention that I do believe in an way *sticks* this is similar. I would be focussed the entire time on showing you expressing to you exactly how I feel about you. From the love, to the desire. And everything in between.
Are there moments I’d be focussed soley on giving you pleasure in the physical sense? Yes, absolutely. That is also a part of how I feel about you. But wanting to taste you is MUCH less about the sex. The physical pleasure… no THAT part of it is 99% emotional. Would it turn me on to? To no end. But why? It’s like why was I able to cum the first time when you were holding my hands and looking in my eyes… because it’s the emotion I react to.
Why you? Why do I let you impact me? Why did I? Why you? Because you are the only person who has ever really understood me, spoken my language, and reciprocarted my emotions in ways that I understand. Because I feel your emotion the way I express my emotion;. When you told me that you knew I was thinking about you when I was doing that with husband and I asked you what you felt… you said the emotion… as much as i wished youd been able to physically feel me… I’m thrilled that you were aware of the emotion, because that’s what that is for me. … that’s why I do that. That’s why I ENJOY that. Yes, I’m typically thinking of you, though the major difference is I’m looking down at this point because I’m thinking of you…. Whereas were I with you I’d be looking at you every minute possible. I want so badly to feel your hands on me as I kiss you, spend time showing you physically every single feeling I have for you. I’m sorry I was so inbhibited when we were we. This is what I regret most. I had moments where I wasnt… but I had moments where I was. I never ever ever want this again. I want to give you every single bit of me.
The other thing I dreamed was for some reason I was putting on a dress and I came over to you similarly to Saturday when I asked you to help me with the pins (I’m so glad that son couldnt do it because I wouldnt trade that memory for all the tea in China) … so I came over to you to ask you to help me with the zipper… but in my head I did NOT want you to help me with it. I felt your hands on my shoudlers, the shiver down my spine. Your lips on my neck. You hesitated and I begged you to please please dont behave. At which point you picked me up (literally) and carried me back to the bedroom my arms wrapped around you me kissing your neck and chest all the way. Yep. Ddint get much farther in that dream, but that was pure awesomeness. …. I woke up to my alarm going off at that point and I was cursing it under my breath. However, today I wore a dress with a zipper …. Because I want to remember those feelings all day.
I wish you would ask me to do anything with or for you. I wish you would let me do anything to bring you pleasure physically. I wish I could hear you. I wish you would tell me ANYTHING in kind. I wish I knew you wanted to touch me, kiss me, hold me. I think you do… but you dont tell me. I desperately desperately long to hear you tell me. I think I would melt on the spot. But at the end of the day… if you DONT… well… it doesnt change that I want you. That I think of your touch, your kiss, your smell, the taste of your skin and lips often. That the wish to feel you in me…. Is very very very real.
When I was dreaming about kissing every piece of you I remember being straddled atop you in avery intimate way, but nothing was… and I could see the war in your eyes. I stopped kissing you stopped moving looked you in the eyes and told you that I gave you permission long ago. That every single touch of yours was wanted, and desired, but nothing was expected. I told you I wouldnt ask you for anything then laughed and said I wouldnt ask you aloud, but my mind cant be helped.
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It isnt unusual at all to dream of you, or to remember the dreams of you. It's not unusual to wake up in the middle of a dream about you, or to intentionally continue a “dream” about you in a waking daydream. … I wonder if those things ever happen about me with you. I remember years ago you used to ask me to detail these dreams for you, and I was always too shy to be specific. I counted this as a failing on my part… something you wanted from me that I was too … inhibited to accomplish. I know this is why I do try to tell you about them now, even if they are in writing that as far as I can tell, you havent read. Maybe you will some day. If not, well, they are here none the less.
So last night I had three thoughts that were ruminating … #1 I didnt like the idea that your power and thus heat may be out and you’d be cold. I was thinking of all the ways I’d like to keep you warm. This led to me thinking about the two things you told me you do think about… me tasting you and me on top of you. Then the thought of giving you a massage...all of which came to the point of a question I’d like to ask you…. When you ask me why I want to taste you… it isnt just THAT… it is… why do i think about wanting to give you the best oral sex of your life? THAT ios the question. The answer is this. When you kiss someone, to me that is far more intimate more *loving* less… pleasure based and more … giving. It is truly that moment when for ME… it is an act of the heart, of the emotion, and less and act of the body. I’m talking from the sense of the one kissing. When I think about kissing your body, this is one of the ways that I sincerely sincerely sincerely express my … emotion. So when I was talking about giving you a massage and it taking *hours* well this is what you dont know and this is the question… if this sounds like it would appeal to you or not…
For me … I’d like to spend time touching and kissing every single square inch of your body. I’m not talkign like human lollypop style. That’s kinda gross. No. I dont know how to WRITE what is in my heart. Only that I’d literally like to gently (and not so gently depending on the *part*) spend time loving on every single piece of you. Touching, caressing, kissing. The vast majority of the time looking straight into your eyes as I do. Seeing how that effects you. From your neck to your chest, your arms, your hands, your fingers, your legs, yes, even your feet, your back, your neck, and all of the much more fun bits too. The point is… WHY do I want this… because when I think about this I think about the emotion involved. It’s like how I make the cords. You may not think of it as magick. But because of the intention that I do believe in an way *sticks* this is similar. I would be focussed the entire time on showing you expressing to you exactly how I feel about you. From the love, to the desire. And everything in between.
Are there moments I’d be focussed soley on giving you pleasure in the physical sense? Yes, absolutely. That is also a part of how I feel about you. But wanting to taste you is MUCH less about the sex. The physical pleasure… no THAT part of it is 99% emotional. Would it turn me on to? To no end. But why? It’s like why was I able to cum the first time when you were holding my hands and looking in my eyes… because it’s the emotion I react to.
Why you? Why do I let you impact me? Why did I? Why you? Because you are the only person who has ever really understood me, spoken my language, and reciprocarted my emotions in ways that I understand. Because I feel your emotion the way I express my emotion;. When you told me that you knew I was thinking about you when I was doing that with husband and I asked you what you felt… you said the emotion… as much as i wished youd been able to physically feel me… I’m thrilled that you were aware of the emotion, because that’s what that is for me. … that’s why I do that. That’s why I ENJOY that. Yes, I’m typically thinking of you, though the major difference is I’m looking down at this point because I’m thinking of you…. Whereas were I with you I’d be looking at you every minute possible. I want so badly to feel your hands on me as I kiss you, spend time showing you physically every single feeling I have for you. I’m sorry I was so inbhibited when we were we. This is what I regret most. I had moments where I wasnt… but I had moments where I was. I never ever ever want this again. I want to give you every single bit of me.
The other thing I dreamed was for some reason I was putting on a dress and I came over to you similarly to Saturday when I asked you to help me with the pins (I’m so glad that son couldnt do it because I wouldnt trade that memory for all the tea in China) … so I came over to you to ask you to help me with the zipper… but in my head I did NOT want you to help me with it. I felt your hands on my shoudlers, the shiver down my spine. Your lips on my neck. You hesitated and I begged you to please please dont behave. At which point you picked me up (literally) and carried me back to the bedroom my arms wrapped around you me kissing your neck and chest all the way. Yep. Ddint get much farther in that dream, but that was pure awesomeness. …. I woke up to my alarm going off at that point and I was cursing it under my breath. However, today I wore a dress with a zipper …. Because I want to remember those feelings all day.
I wish you would ask me to do anything with or for you. I wish you would let me do anything to bring you pleasure physically. I wish I could hear you. I wish you would tell me ANYTHING in kind. I wish I knew you wanted to touch me, kiss me, hold me. I think you do… but you dont tell me. I desperately desperately long to hear you tell me. I think I would melt on the spot. But at the end of the day… if you DONT… well… it doesnt change that I want you. That I think of your touch, your kiss, your smell, the taste of your skin and lips often. That the wish to feel you in me…. Is very very very real.
When I was dreaming about kissing every piece of you I remember being straddled atop you in avery intimate way, but nothing was… and I could see the war in your eyes. I stopped kissing you stopped moving looked you in the eyes and told you that I gave you permission long ago. That every single touch of yours was wanted, and desired, but nothing was expected. I told you I wouldnt ask you for anything then laughed and said I wouldnt ask you aloud, but my mind cant be helped.
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PrettyLilPussy
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You should taste how yummy you are on my lips
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Love that hand hold
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Farawyn
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This. When everything tastes like him.
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Sorry, not sorry... hungry as usual.
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This. Her grip and her stomach flexing.
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All signs of a job being well done.
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This jumped out at me. Because it’s me.
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that's damned near perfect....
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Yes sir, please and thank you.
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You'd so get the special service if you asked like that.
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