Clearly the Allure has Won!

Oh my goodness! I don't need to go anywhere else for words! I love peeking into Lit, you guys keep me damp and craving!!!!

I wish I could order one of each of you online! Maybe there would even be a gift wrap option for delivery;)

Woke up this morning and couldn't resist the images the words crated here.

Thank you, thank you💋

My goodness, play, I don't know if the allure has won. I think you may have merged with the allure. Your pouty lips and that cascading hair. So beautiful. Can my tongue be patient and eager at the same time?
 
The nice thing about eagerness and patience, is that it has tolerance for things like wonderfully and justifiably popular and prolific people running up against their quotas. Quotae?
 
Hmmmm . . .

So many things can be explored on a lazy morning, anyone up to making new discoveries?!
😉

Hmmmm . . . sex is damp. And, your sent fills the room. I am crawling to you. Pulling on your sheets . . .

You've alerted the beast in my loins and now I want all of you.

I've long admired your body and I want to know it's hows. I want to feel your spine and its bones. To feel your smoothness and your trembling and bucking. Again, again and again I will nibble, lick, suck and kiss. Gently, warmly and then with passion and unbridled wanton abandon

How I love your scents
 
Although towels are soft and fluffy and are good at absorbing water droplets, there has been some critisism that this one was too good at covering. I would have to agree, I felt the same way, it was hindering other actions!

It would be ashame to hinder "other actions" -- especially when it comes to my mouth exploring what's beneath the towel ... :devil:
Very alluring pic, btw! :)
 
I am selfish and yes, yes please! Take my body to that place where my toes tingle, my body arches and my inner lips clench while my orgasm takes over. I won't say no!

That is just begging to be sucked & bitten mmmm :rose:

Must be time for you to do another little vid ?
 
I am selfish and yes, yes please! Take my body to that place where my toes tingle, my body arches and my inner lips clench while my orgasm takes over. I won't say no!

Girl, you put the ump in rumpled bed sheets. Your mind is a sensuous minefield of erotic anticipation and your body is ground zero. Yes, I can feel the earth move.
 
I made an appointment today for a sensual tantric massage. I have been anticipating it for a week now and woke up very nervous this morning. Sitting here at my computer in nothing but a sarong, freshly showered and shaved, I can't help but be very aware of the heat between my legs. The desire to touch is deliciously tempting, but I won't. I will wait to see what happens during my massage. I am strategically seated so that the cool breeze is blowing and teasing my open pussy, caressing my folds with air. I can smell my arousal.

Never have I done anything like this before. The constant void I feel, never quite fully satisfied from sexy times has taken it's toll. I am seeking perhaps a release elsewhere. The intimate times I have had recently seem so much more about the man, he is usually happy, spent and flushed craving more. I find myself disappointed and wishing I wasn't so sensual. The doctor will not give me a suppressant so I am going to be a bit more selfish and find other outlets now.

I have been with one man who knew my body inside out. Not only did he fuck me right, when that was the mood but he seduced me for hours other times with his touch. His hands were like magic, his patience outstanding. At times he would touch me and arouse me so slowly, with such attention that it would put me in a little relaxed trance. As his touch and actions took me to climax, my body would explode. I still fantasize about one orgasm that lasted a few minutes. I was almost asleep, but that isn't the right word because I was fully aware. I was to keep still and I did, he took my body to this perfect state of sensations that I don't even have the words to explain. I was so exhausted after that all I could do was lay. He even made that perfect. I often told him, he should market his skills and women all over would be happier!
 

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I made an appointment today for a sensual tantric massage. I have been anticipating it for a week now and woke up very nervous this morning. Sitting here at my computer in nothing but a sarong, freshly showered and shaved, I can't help but be very aware of the heat between my legs. The desire to touch is deliciously tempting, but I won't. I will wait to see what happens during my massage. I am strategically seated so that the cool breeze is blowing and teasing my open pussy, caressing my folds with air. I can smell my arousal.

Never have I done anything like this before. The constant void I feel, never quite fully satisfied from sexy times has taken it's toll. I am seeking perhaps a release elsewhere. The intimate times I have had recently seem so much more about the man, he is usually happy, spent and flushed craving more. I find myself disappointed and wishing I wasn't so sensual. The doctor will not give me a suppressant so I am going to be a bit more selfish and find other outlets now.

I have been with one man who knew my body inside out. Not only did he fuck me right, when that was the mood but he seduced me for hours other times with his touch. His hands were like magic, his patience outstanding. At times he would touch me and arouse me so slowly, with such attention that it would put me in a little relaxed trance. As his touch and actions took me to climax, my body would explode. I still fantasize about one orgasm that lasted a few minutes. I was almost asleep, but that isn't the right word because I was fully aware. I was to keep still and I did, he took my body to this perfect state of sensations that I don't even have the words to explain. I was so exhausted after that all I could do was lay. He even made that perfect. I often told him, he should market his skills and women all over would be happier!

perhaps a different type of release is what you require....
 
I made an appointment today for a sensual tantric massage. I have been anticipating it for a week now and woke up very nervous this morning. Sitting here at my computer in nothing but a sarong, freshly showered and shaved, I can't help but be very aware of the heat between my legs. The desire to touch is deliciously tempting, but I won't. I will wait to see what happens during my massage. I am strategically seated so that the cool breeze is blowing and teasing my open pussy, caressing my folds with air. I can smell my arousal.

Never have I done anything like this before. The constant void I feel, never quite fully satisfied from sexy times has taken it's toll. I am seeking perhaps a release elsewhere. The intimate times I have had recently seem so much more about the man, he is usually happy, spent and flushed craving more. I find myself disappointed and wishing I wasn't so sensual. The doctor will not give me a suppressant so I am going to be a bit more selfish and find other outlets now.

I have been with one man who knew my body inside out. Not only did he fuck me right, when that was the mood but he seduced me for hours other times with his touch. His hands were like magic, his patience outstanding. At times he would touch me and arouse me so slowly, with such attention that it would put me in a little relaxed trance. As his touch and actions took me to climax, my body would explode. I still fantasize about one orgasm that lasted a few minutes. I was almost asleep, but that isn't the right word because I was fully aware. I was to keep still and I did, he took my body to this perfect state of sensations that I don't even have the words to explain. I was so exhausted after that all I could do was lay. He even made that perfect. I often told him, he should market his skills and women all over would be happier!
This sounds very erotic. I have considered getting a tantric massage myself, and at some point I think I'll just do it to experience it.

I hope it'll be amazing for you, and look forward to read about it :rose:
 
I made an appointment today for a sensual tantric massage. I have been anticipating it for a week now and woke up very nervous this morning. Sitting here at my computer in nothing but a sarong, freshly showered and shaved, I can't help but be very aware of the heat between my legs. The desire to touch is deliciously tempting, but I won't. I will wait to see what happens during my massage. I am strategically seated so that the cool breeze is blowing and teasing my open pussy, caressing my folds with air. I can smell my arousal.

Never have I done anything like this before. The constant void I feel, never quite fully satisfied from sexy times has taken it's toll. I am seeking perhaps a release elsewhere. The intimate times I have had recently seem so much more about the man, he is usually happy, spent and flushed craving more. I find myself disappointed and wishing I wasn't so sensual. The doctor will not give me a suppressant so I am going to be a bit more selfish and find other outlets now.

I have been with one man who knew my body inside out. Not only did he fuck me right, when that was the mood but he seduced me for hours other times with his touch. His hands were like magic, his patience outstanding. At times he would touch me and arouse me so slowly, with such attention that it would put me in a little relaxed trance. As his touch and actions took me to climax, my body would explode. I still fantasize about one orgasm that lasted a few minutes. I was almost asleep, but that isn't the right word because I was fully aware. I was to keep still and I did, he took my body to this perfect state of sensations that I don't even have the words to explain. I was so exhausted after that all I could do was lay. He even made that perfect. I often told him, he should market his skills and women all over would be happier!
So sexy. Can I help taking those off of you
 
I made an appointment today for a sensual tantric massage. I have been anticipating it for a week now and woke up very nervous this morning. Sitting here at my computer in nothing but a sarong, freshly showered and shaved, I can't help but be very aware of the heat between my legs. The desire to touch is deliciously tempting, but I won't. I will wait to see what happens during my massage. I am strategically seated so that the cool breeze is blowing and teasing my open pussy, caressing my folds with air. I can smell my arousal.

Never have I done anything like this before. The constant void I feel, never quite fully satisfied from sexy times has taken it's toll. I am seeking perhaps a release elsewhere. The intimate times I have had recently seem so much more about the man, he is usually happy, spent and flushed craving more. I find myself disappointed and wishing I wasn't so sensual. The doctor will not give me a suppressant so I am going to be a bit more selfish and find other outlets now.

I have been with one man who knew my body inside out. Not only did he fuck me right, when that was the mood but he seduced me for hours other times with his touch. His hands were like magic, his patience outstanding. At times he would touch me and arouse me so slowly, with such attention that it would put me in a little relaxed trance. As his touch and actions took me to climax, my body would explode. I still fantasize about one orgasm that lasted a few minutes. I was almost asleep, but that isn't the right word because I was fully aware. I was to keep still and I did, he took my body to this perfect state of sensations that I don't even have the words to explain. I was so exhausted after that all I could do was lay. He even made that perfect. I often told him, he should market his skills and women all over would be happier!

A good man.

Did he enjoy nuzzling into that damp lace?
 
I made an appointment today for a sensual tantric massage. I have been anticipating it for a week now and woke up very nervous this morning. Sitting here at my computer in nothing but a sarong, freshly showered and shaved, I can't help but be very aware of the heat between my legs. The desire to touch is deliciously tempting, but I won't. I will wait to see what happens during my massage. I am strategically seated so that the cool breeze is blowing and teasing my open pussy, caressing my folds with air. I can smell my arousal.

That is damn hot.

I have been with one man who knew my body inside out. Not only did he fuck me right, when that was the mood but he seduced me for hours other times with his touch. His hands were like magic, his patience outstanding. At times he would touch me and arouse me so slowly, with such attention that it would put me in a little relaxed trance. As his touch and actions took me to climax, my body would explode. I still fantasize about one orgasm that lasted a few minutes. I was almost asleep, but that isn't the right word because I was fully aware. I was to keep still and I did, he took my body to this perfect state of sensations that I don't even have the words to explain. I was so exhausted after that all I could do was lay. He even made that perfect. I often told him, he should market his skills and women all over would be happier!

Wish I could do the same for you! I love giving more than receiving so I would certainly try my best to satisfy you because it satisfies me.
 
I made an appointment today for a sensual tantric massage. I have been anticipating it for a week now and woke up very nervous this morning. Sitting here at my computer in nothing but a sarong, freshly showered and shaved, I can't help but be very aware of the heat between my legs. The desire to touch is deliciously tempting, but I won't. I will wait to see what happens during my massage. I am strategically seated so that the cool breeze is blowing and teasing my open pussy, caressing my folds with air. I can smell my arousal.

Never have I done anything like this before. The constant void I feel, never quite fully satisfied from sexy times has taken it's toll. I am seeking perhaps a release elsewhere. The intimate times I have had recently seem so much more about the man, he is usually happy, spent and flushed craving more. I find myself disappointed and wishing I wasn't so sensual. The doctor will not give me a suppressant so I am going to be a bit more selfish and find other outlets now.

I have been with one man who knew my body inside out. Not only did he fuck me right, when that was the mood but he seduced me for hours other times with his touch. His hands were like magic, his patience outstanding. At times he would touch me and arouse me so slowly, with such attention that it would put me in a little relaxed trance. As his touch and actions took me to climax, my body would explode. I still fantasize about one orgasm that lasted a few minutes. I was almost asleep, but that isn't the right word because I was fully aware. I was to keep still and I did, he took my body to this perfect state of sensations that I don't even have the words to explain. I was so exhausted after that all I could do was lay. He even made that perfect. I often told him, he should market his skills and women all over would be happier!

Chemistry is always a mark beyond skill, but; when the two do meet the pleasure is immeasurable. Hope you enjoyed your massage, gorgeous. Such raw sensuality should be treasured.
 
I have been with one man who knew my body inside out. Not only did he fuck me right, when that was the mood but he seduced me for hours other times with his touch. His hands were like magic, his patience outstanding. At times he would touch me and arouse me so slowly, with such attention that it would put me in a little relaxed trance. As his touch and actions took me to climax, my body would explode. I still fantasize about one orgasm that lasted a few minutes. I was almost asleep, but that isn't the right word because I was fully aware. I was to keep still and I did, he took my body to this perfect state of sensations that I don't even have the words to explain. I was so exhausted after that all I could do was lay. He even made that perfect. I often told him, he should market his skills and women all over would be happier![/QUOTE]

I envy this man. And I would sure love the chance to emulate him
I also am very interested to hear the feedback on your experience.
 
It's always a pleasure catching up on your thread.

I've always wanted to learn Tantric, it's fascinating. I hope you had an amazing time and found what you needed.:rose:
 
The constant void I feel, never quite fully satisfied from sexy times has taken it's toll. I am seeking perhaps a release elsewhere.

Okay, but don't forget the fun you have taking images to share here, girl. Your selfies are erotic perfection. Artistic eye, delicious body, alluring to the max. Love it.

Hope your tantric adventure curls your toes -- and other parts.
 
Your eroticism and sensuality is alluring are beyond compare. I long to explore both. :rose::devil::kiss:
 
I never know what is sexier your prose or your pics, luckily I don't have to choose!!
 
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