Dreaming of You ...  

SweetDarlinAngel 39F
2088 posts
5/22/2006 4:39 pm

Last Read:
5/23/2006 10:19 am

Dreaming of You ...

My pussy is wet and swollen. It is sensitive to even the slightest contact or sensation. My nipples are in a constant state of erection and arousal. The simplest shift of my shirt will send electrical currents throughout my body. My mind is filled with thoughts of you, consumed by the idea of your touch.

My skin is hot. My sex drive is insatiable. I want to feel you, be near you; to taste your warmth on my lips and feel it against my flesh. I reach out to you. I search for you in my moment of lust. My body wants you, my mind craves you, I want to devour you.

Let me lick you from your ear to your neck. Let me taste the sweetness of your mouth. Please, let me touch you in places that know me by touch alone. Your heat calls to me. Your growing arousal teases me. I can see it, sense it, feel it, and smell it in the air around you. From the moment I walk in until the second we become physically aware of one another’s bodies we are drawn toward each other. There is no denying the attraction, no hiding my absolute need for you.

Touch me, caress me, kiss me, lick me, seduce me; I want to fall under your spell. Help me to lose myself in your arms. I want to be lost in your eyes. You are dreams and fantasies are made of. Take me to ecstasy’s edge and hold me there until I beg to be pushed over into oblivion. When I close my eyes, slip silently out the door and leave a whisper of your scent on my pillow; let me know that it wasn’t all in my mind.


~Angel


warmandsexy52 64M
13164 posts
5/22/2006 5:41 pm

Lured by angel's siren-like temptation into her exquisite dream as my eyelids close gently into sleep. Heaven awaits.

Such beautiful thoughts ....... and more ......... {=}

warm xx


beewulf9 38M

5/23/2006 2:44 am

Makes some coffee for you and breakfast. So you have something else to wake up to.


bedroomice2003 44M

5/23/2006 3:29 am

Your sweetness lingers on my lips, your intoxicating scent remains on my skin, the heat of your passion keeps me warm long after you've gone, your softness caresses me when I'm alone, and your gentle eroticism stirs my soul. It wasn't a dream, and yet even in my dreams you are always there. Your wish is ever my command, dear.


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