wow, where to begin...got a few...
...of course it's being tied up, to begin with. adding a blindfold is a must, at least for the beginning. i love to make eye contact when things get wild and crazy and i'm begging for it, but at the beginning, when my body is so, so sensitive to any touch because i'm so excited for it all to begin, not knowing where those wonderful fingers are going to go next...i swear i've rattled the shutters of my house when i moan and yelp! Oh, god...to be quivering because he's stroking the inside of my upper thigh, and then a millisecond later, i'm gasping and shaking because now there's another finger tracing my ribs, and then a second later, it's lightly rubbing my clit...and then, just as i buck, all of a sudden i feel tickling under my arms, trailing down my sides to my breasts, while his tongue is swirling around my nipples, nipping and licking while i'm crying out and groaning... oh, man, by that time i am BEGGING for him to enter me...and the ultimate: my body is so taut and off the bed in this position...if he can kneel over me while he moves in and out so, so slooooowly, his hands are free to continue to tickle me and if he concentrates on brushing his fingers over my hipbones and around to my ass as he continues to pump and as i flex my vaginal muscles to tighten and loosen and tighten and loosen around his cock... well, danny... i'm spent just thinking about it!
you know, i wrote a sexual fantasy for my writing partner's birthday last year. it was his fantasy, but i added some of my own kick to it as well. it involved me lying naked on his kitchen table, covered with his strawberry birthday cake. Crumbs on my breasts, frosting on my nipples, cake and strawberry sauce down my abs and stomach, leading to my pussy swirled in more frosting and drenched in sauce. the only rule to the game was that he had to finish every bit and not use his hands. So i had him constantly moving around, nibbling up the crumbs on my stomach and swirling his tongue around my nipples, licking off the frosting from my ribs while i laughed hysterically... and then taking his sweet, sweet time licking strawberry sauce off of me. i remember writing the phrase, "your lips nibbling my lips while i squeal and buck" and getting SO turned on as i wrote it. he went crazy for all of it and what i loved most of all was that he said it was the erotic tickling part of it that really sent him over. How i was alternating between sensual murmurings to him and laughing and gasping because his lips and teeth were tickling my stomach so that i was quivering.
i think i like writing to you, danny!
