Just a Thursday afternoon…

I chose a dark blue bra and as I slipped on the matching panties, I could already feel my pussy begin to melt. I imagined seeing his face when he stripped me and found the lacy blue lingerie underneath. I loved how his eyes would widen as if to take in the sight of my body more fully. His lusty gaze always kills me…the inner sex goddess takes control and I can’t be held responsible for her wanton behavior. He arrived finally and that first kiss was soooo lovely. I feel my whole being relax when I’m with him and I was itching to get my hands all over that sexy body. I needed to hear him moan again.

That would have to wait, however. He arrived starved – for food – and I settled in next to him on the couch to chat as he ate. As I re-positioned the ottoman, he playfully smacked my ass and it made me smile. I love how easy it is between us. It’s so rare to find someone you can be 100% your authentic self with AND they still want you as much as you want them. I don’t take it for granted and this casual time, chatting and laughing together is so precious to me.

I watch him as he tells me about work and we catch up on our week. I feel my body unwind and open, so content with him next to me. Simultaneously, I’m eagerly anticipating our physical re-connection. It’s not an exaggeration in the least to say that I’m ready to fucking devour him and be devoured in return. He finishes eating and goes to wash up. I head into the bedroom and slip out of my leggings, leaving my tee shirt on. He strips all the way down to his boxer briefs which I like because I love to slip my hand in them to massage his cock while we kiss. We get comfy under the blankets, his feet sliding up my legs sending a shiver of pleasure through my body as our skin makes contact.

Then, it’s like I can actually feel us enter into a different zone….a place where it’s just us and my monkey mind finally shuts up and all I can do is feel. And touch, tease, kiss, squeeze, moan – I LOVE sex with this man. It’s truly on a different level above anything I’ve experienced. We kiss. And kiss and kiss and kiss…omg, it’s so intoxicating I never want to stop. Our bodies start to move against each other and he pulls the first moan from me by slipping his finger under the lacy bra to graze my erect nipple.

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This is a true account…y’all wanna hear more?

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/ltxb3a/just_a_thursday_afternoon

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