Wishing for that first time we meet...

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I might’ve already posted this, but i don’t care. I love it ;)

-K

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rolledtrousers: That first time we get naked, I’m going to do some exploring.  I don’t mean the first time we have sex. That’s always going to be something rushed, beautifully urgent and completely primal. There’s going to be no lights on, barely time to get the clothes off. That’s going to be something altogether different. But the first time after that, when we’re a little more comfortable with one another, that’s when my hands start to be something other than just tools to throw you onto the bed and pin your arms above your head.  I’m going to start with the obvious areas, for obvious reasons. I’m going to run my fingers between your legs, to feel your cunt against my fingers, see how soft you are, whether I can feel the faintest of hairs prickling against my fingertips. I’m going to run my thumb against those sensitive little hole, because I want to watch your face when I do. I want to see whether you smile, or if your lips instead form an ‘O’ of surprise.  I’m going to grab your chest. That is unlikely to be soft, or gentle. It’s just how I like to do it. I’ve got big hands, and I want to see if I can have you fill them. See if I feel your nipple pressing hard against my palm. Delicate caresses can come afterwards, but for now I want to grope.  I’ll press fingers against your stomach, too. Five points, each dimpling, each feeling the hardness underneath the soft. I’m a little in love with that hardness, a hidden strength that you do such a wonderful job of keeping hidden.  And then I’ll touch your face. Feel it like the blind. Learn every inch, because I want to know you with every one of my senses. We’ll get to the smelling and the licking in a minute, but for now I just want to feel. yes please ;) -K

rolledtrousers:

That first time we get naked, I’m going to do some exploring. 

I don’t mean the first time we have sex. That’s always going to be something rushed, beautifully urgent and completely primal. There’s going to be no lights on, barely time to get the clothes off. That’s going to be something altogether different. But the first time after that, when we’re a little more comfortable with one another, that’s when my hands start to be something other than just tools to throw you onto the bed and pin your arms above your head. 

I’m going to start with the obvious areas, for obvious reasons. I’m going to run my fingers between your legs, to feel your cunt against my fingers, see how soft you are, whether I can feel the faintest of hairs prickling against my fingertips. I’m going to run my thumb against those sensitive little hole, because I want to watch your face when I do. I want to see whether you smile, or if your lips instead form an ‘O’ of surprise. 

I’m going to grab your chest. That is unlikely to be soft, or gentle. It’s just how I like to do it. I’ve got big hands, and I want to see if I can have you fill them. See if I feel your nipple pressing hard against my palm. Delicate caresses can come afterwards, but for now I want to grope. 

I’ll press fingers against your stomach, too. Five points, each dimpling, each feeling the hardness underneath the soft. I’m a little in love with that hardness, a hidden strength that you do such a wonderful job of keeping hidden. 

And then I’ll touch your face. Feel it like the blind. Learn every inch, because I want to know you with every one of my senses. We’ll get to the smelling and the licking in a minute, but for now I just want to feel.

yes please ;)

-K

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rolledtrousers: Enjoy the bondage. Revel in the restraints. Be thrilled when you’re tied up. I want to see you squirm and struggle, but I want to see you truly thrive as well. I want to see you lie there and grip the ropes that hold you in place, and make sure they’re firm. You have to want to know quite how helpless you are.  There’s a self destructive streak in all of it, something that it may just be ever so slightly dangerous to encourage. Except instead of throwing yourself off a building, or running yourself off the road, you’re just lying there, helpless. You’re putting yourself in a position for me to take advantage, knowing that I’m all but helpless to do anything but. I might resist for a while, tease it out of you, but eventually I’ll succumb to your vulnerability. I’m only human, after all.  I want to see your body rouse when I slip the cloth between your lips. Nipples erect, cunt glistening. Squirm for me, but not because you want to get away from the ropes and cuffs, but because of what they’re doing to you. What knowing what I’m going to do to you is doing to you. Let’s start a vicious cycle, you beautiful, depraved thing, and let’s never get out of it.  -K

rolledtrousers:

Enjoy the bondage. Revel in the restraints. Be thrilled when you’re tied up. I want to see you squirm and struggle, but I want to see you truly thrive as well. I want to see you lie there and grip the ropes that hold you in place, and make sure they’re firm. You have to want to know quite how helpless you are. 

There’s a self destructive streak in all of it, something that it may just be ever so slightly dangerous to encourage. Except instead of throwing yourself off a building, or running yourself off the road, you’re just lying there, helpless. You’re putting yourself in a position for me to take advantage, knowing that I’m all but helpless to do anything but. I might resist for a while, tease it out of you, but eventually I’ll succumb to your vulnerability. I’m only human, after all. 

I want to see your body rouse when I slip the cloth between your lips. Nipples erect, cunt glistening. Squirm for me, but not because you want to get away from the ropes and cuffs, but because of what they’re doing to you. What knowing what I’m going to do to you is doing to you. Let’s start a vicious cycle, you beautiful, depraved thing, and let’s never get out of it. 

-K

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