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About me: After 15 years in the lifestyle, I am looking for the perfect Man. Well perfect for me that is. I have long given up believing in fairy tales and happily ever afters. I am a realist and know that no matter how much this girl desires it, does not mean it will ever come true.
I am in search of a Man/ Master/ Mate, in one. One that knows His place is at the head or the relationship and not some weak man. I am a switch and have a bad habit of topping from the bottom when I see weakness.
I want a lover. One who will make love to me all night long, never get tired and be concerned about my pleasure first and his second. I know this is an unusual request, so I’m prepared to give you an example.
I want my lover to be tall. He doesn’t have to be NBA tall, just maybe an inch or so taller than me. Hair, well I’d prefer dark but I’m not picky. Short. His hair has to be short. His eyes... well, I’m partial to blue or green eyes. He doesn’t have to be a bodybuilder but I don’t want some skin and bones thing that looks unhealthy. I want a man, not a boy. My lover has to be able to laugh and smile, but I may want him to be aggressive from time to time so let’s give him a temper. One I can handle with a smile. I don’t care what he does for a living. I want him in bed, not in a business suit.
My lover has to have stamina. That’s a definite requirement. My lover has to be able to undress me slowly. Gently unbuttoning my blouse and sliding his hands under to caress my skin. His hands can be a little rough, showing that he knows how to use them. As he slides my blouse off from behind me, he’ll nip my neck with his lips. Now listen carefully. This isn’t negotiable. My lover has to be able to kiss. He has to have the best mouth in the world and know how to use it, in more ways than one. That’s important. Very important.
Anyway.... as my lover stands behind me and slides my blouse off, he has to be able to love me with his eyes. Gently his hands will caress my shoulders as he slides my bra straps down over them. Slowly, he’ll unhook my bra, letting it fall to the floor at my feet. Since my lover is a little taller than me, he’ll be able to see over my shoulders, see my breasts from above. My lover will reach around my waist and raise his hands to cup my breasts, kneading them gently. As I lean back, my lover will hold me, loving me. His fingers will tease over my nipples, growing hard from his touch. He’ll make me moan as he squeezes them gently and then pulls a little roughly on the nubs. He’ll push my breasts together, rubbing them against one another and tenderly massage the firm mounds. My lover will make me moan.
Next, my lover will reach down and slowly unzip my skirt. It’ll slide to the floor as he pushes it down over my legs. As the skirt drops to the floor, so will he. From behind me, he’ll kiss the back of my thighs, gently, slowly. His tongue will make small circles over my skin. As he rises, he’ll kiss my bottom, a kiss on each side. His hands will never leave my body, caressing and skimming over me. Pulling me back against him, his hands will glide over my stomach, down towards my navel. His finger will dip in my bellybutton, making me giggle and wiggle against him. His hands will slide lower, down inside the front of my panties. I’ll take a quick breath as I feel my lover’s fingertips on me.
To be continued........by You....
No one liners , be creative . No commands I am not your pet , well not yet :P
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