How Dirty Are You?

i love talking dirty during sex it really turns me on when my girl says dirty things to me
 
While I have you pinned down...I whisper...

"Can you feel my body weight on top of you sensually grinding against your soft silky sexy skin. Feel my lips lightly brushing against your earlobe while I hear your breathing becoming more irregular. Try to touch me, feel me, kiss me..."
 
"Can you feel my body weight on top of you sensually grinding against your soft silky sexy skin. Feel my lips lightly brushing against your earlobe while I hear your breathing becoming more irregular. Try to touch me, feel me, kiss me..."
Feel my tongue brushing yours, as I bite your mouth slowly.
 
Feel my tongue brushing yours, as I bite your mouth slowly.

I escape...feel the tip of my tongue escape from between my lips as I slowly and teasingly drag from your lips, down to the curves of your chin, on to your throat as it stops right on top of your lovely cleavage. Then I kiss.
 
I slightly shiver feeling your fingernails along my back. I lean up taking your wrists and guide them above your head, pinning them there. "I didn't say you can touch me yet." Feel my lips move down from your earlobes down to your lower neck, kissing you...
Whimpers softer, my eyes boldly surveying you, seeing you circle me; I twist in my bonds, licking my mouth.

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Whimpers softer, my eyes boldly surveying you, seeing you circle me; I twist in my bonds, licking my mouth.

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You can see the little light hitting my skin creating shadows on my skin as you see my form pressed against your body. I hear you whimper as I grind myself on top of you. As you lick your lips, you feel my mouth surrounding your tongue, wanting to feel it play with my playful tongue.
 
You can see the little light hitting my skin creating shadows on my skin as you see my form pressed against your body. I hear you whimper as I grind myself on top of you. As you lick your lips, you feel my mouth surrounding your tongue, wanting to feel it play with my playful tongue.
I stroke your hot tongue with mine, slowly winding as my eyes focus on your firm, hard body.
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i'm probably the odd woman out, here, but all of that fancy talk doesn't do a blessed thing for me. it's pretty to imagine, as if i'm watching a movie, but it feels distant--it doesn't make me feel 'there' with him.

I want to hear about what he's *actually* doing, what he's really thinking. what he can see, and smell, and touch, and taste. :devil:

my best cyber/phone dialogues have all been short (a phrase or two vs. a paragraph--wtf?!), sweet, and very, very hot, because they had a sense of immediacy about them, as though he were on the other side of my bedroom wall.
 
Like most good writing, it's showing, not telling; varying the rhythms and cadences; being true to what moves you and acting on what moves her
 
I so love a little show and tell; the ebb and flow of passionate abandon.
 
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