Dec 09, 2003 17:43
When I see your name light up online, it starts a reaction deep down inside.
When I see your face on my tv, the heat down below intensifies and there is this beginning of a throbbing that comes with lust.... want.... desire.... anticipation.
When I look at your pics.....the first ones included that wonderful bare chest, something that turns me on big time. I just want to run my hands all over. Just thinking about doing that is currently making my nipples ache and become hard. It's not painful but it is a sensation that I can not ignore for it works with that heat that builds up below. It is like together they work to leave me a mass of want and desire, weak and anxious, wanting what is mine to have.
I do so want to run my hands all over your chest as I kiss you passionately, and in no uncertain terms let you know with that kiss, exactly what I want. I want to reach down and touch myself, one hand to squeeze my nipples like your mouth were there instead. My other hand would slide down to between my legs and caress myself like your hand might....and slide my fingers inside you. I could tease my dick as if it were your mouth now down there, licking me and teasing me.
When I look at other pictures of you from when I was still in your life.....hard, thick, long and obviously ready to give pleasure.....I am torn between wishing I could take your juicy cock into my mouth and suck you until you can not remember where it is that you are, and you forget that I am forbidden to you. Oh the pleasure I could give you with my mouth. The thought of a man like you enjoying me licking you and teasing you with my tongue..... The thought of caressing your balls with my hands while I suck on your cock deeply...... Oh the thought of feeling you swell in my mouth as you approach your orgasm..... I would suck each and every drop of your cum happily and smile as I am doing it.... I would be watching your face so I could see your pleasure as well as taste it and feel you pulsing with your orgasm.
Other pictures leave me aching inside for the feel of me hard and deep inside you. I imagine me thrusting into you while I lean you over something, who cares what or where. I can almost FEEL in my mind, the feel of me fucking you hard and fast from behind. I might even be tempted to reach down and spread your cheeks wider just so I can feel ALL of me deeper....harder. I want to feel and hear my balls slapping against you as I wildly fuck you. I want to lose myself in the pleasure that I know you can give me, and I you.
And in those last few pictures you have taken since leaving me, did you think of me? To see that juicy delicious cum on your cock, on your hand, and on you is almost more than I can handle. I wish I could be the one to make you cum and to give you pleasure, but we both know that can not happen. It can never happen. Our secret must always stay a secret, a fantasy, never to be acted out in person.
Or can it?