Author: BurgundyBabe30

You bring back memories when you text me…

Flushed cheeks at the office, tension in the air. How I loved it… It’s been years since we worked together, and still… The way my heart races when you end your text referring to me as ‘beautiful’. I don’t think you have any idea what kind of effect you have on me.

You know, I still fantasize about you sometimes. How you would kiss me, pushing me against my office door, holding me tight. How you would claim me on my desk, whispering in my ear how you’ve imagined how my pussy would feel around your cock. That you jerk off with me on your mind.

What I would give to just go back in time and be bolder, show my interest in you. But the act of flirting was never my strong suit. I usually end up saying the wrong things, regretting it all later.

So, my fantasies… They never get boring with you. And maybe in the future, when we meet again, I’ll be the one to push you against the wall and claim you.

I’m in the bathtub, lavender oil in the water. Jazzy music in the background, heaven.

I keep thinking about you… My nipples are hard, my hand drifts off, into the water, all the way down to my pussy. I close my eyes and imagine you while I stroke my lips. The water is so nice and warm, I feel completely relaxed. All I got to do now is cum…

My fingertip finds my clit, I begin to draw circles over it, picking up the pace. My hips begin to move, aching for your cock inside of me. The water begins to make little waves as I move faster. My other hand massages my breast, pinching my nipples. I slide one finger inside of me, slowly fucking myself, feeling my pussy eagerly clenching it.

I climax, feeling the water embracing me with it’s warmth.

Wishing you were here with me…

She licks the frosting off her finger, giving him a smile. “The cake was delicious, thank you.”

He stands and leans into her “You don’t have to tease me baby, you know I like to take care of you, especially on your birthday… Come, let’s take that bottle of whipped cream into the bedroom babygirl.”

Once upstairs he pushes her against the bedroom wall and whispers in her ear “I know what you want… Let me make you feel good.” His words send shivers throughout her body. He kisses her, roaming his hands over her body. “Undress and get on the bed babygirl.”

She takes off her red blouse and pulls down her black skirt. “Also my lingerie sir?” “Yes… Everything… And, good girl for calling me sir, you get where I’m going with this.” When she’s undressed, she lays down on the bed, her skin smooth, lips glistening, nipples hard. He takes a dark blue tie from the dresser and lets it slide through his hands while stepping towards her. “Good girl, my good girl.”

He climbs onto the bed, taking her hands and guiding them above her head. He ties her wrists together. “Now, lay still and enjoy, babygirl.” “Yes sir.” Read more »

She always fancies guys in shirts, unbuttoning them was one of her favorite activities.

This guy has an extra fun surprise she hadn’t counted on. Tattoos, running up and down his arm and chest. Bad boy vibe, check. She stopes breathing for a moment when she discovers the hidden artwork. Her fingers trailing over them, wetness collecting between the smooth lips off her pussy.

He smiles, grabs her dark brown hair with one hand and plants his firm lips on her mouth. His other hand cups her butt cheek, squeezing it and pushing her into him. His hard cock pressed against her.

The desire is almost unbearable, they start to rip away their clothes. Hungry for one another.

He pushes her on the bed, her eyes scanning his naked body, admiring all off him. Laying between her legs, his mouth finds her hard nipple, sucking and licking it. She begins to moan while her hand reaches for his hard cock, resting on her pussy. She begins to use him like a toy, rubbing him up and down her wetness. She kisses his shoulders and chest, looking at the black drawings, taking them all in. Read more »

She knocks on the door of his hotel room, heart beating like crazy. They only see each other a couple time a year, when he’s in town for business.

Dressed in a tight fitted, red dress and some nice heels she waits for him to open the door.

“There you are baby, so nice to see you again.” He pulls her into a hug and inhales her perfume. “God, you smell like home.” She giggles and plants a firm kiss on his lips. “Nice to see you too, I’ve missed you! It’s been too long.”

He guides her to the bed, the back of her knees toughing the edge. “We’ll talk later, for now, I want to be with you.” She kisses him eagerly in response. Tongues finding each other, hands wandering with desire. Suddenly he turns her around and starts to slowly unzip her dress, letting it slide on the flour.

He kneels behind her, caressing her curves, kissing her hips. “I missed this body so much.” She unclasps her thick brown hair, letting it fall over her shoulders. In response, he stands again, kissing her neck, unhooking her bra. “Get on the bed baby, I’ve waited for months to taste you, my patience is up.” Read more »

All she wants to do is please him, make him smile, make him feel happy, make him cum.

She want to make him feel good after a stressful workday, making him fall asleep with a satisfied smile on his face.

“How can I please you daddy?” She asks while rubbing her nose acrose his neck, giving him kisses alongside his stubbled cheek.

He laughs “Ow baby girl, you know what I like, I completely surrender myself to you.”

She starts kissing his neck and unbuttons his shirt slowly, loving the way it reveals the hair on his chest. When all the buttons are open she pulls his shirt out of his pants and slides it down over his arms, as it hits the ground she focuses her attention on his belt. She kneels on the floor and starts unbuckling it. His cock is already growing with lust. She bites her lower lip in excitement, taking his semi hard cock in her hands.

She starts caressing his balls and strokes him, while slightly squeezing his shaft. He begins to moan, her pussy response immediately, she can already feel her pantie getting wet. Her clit begins to throb. How she loves the noises he makes. Read more »

You, you sir drive me crazy.

I can’t focus on anything, you’re in my mind, anchored in my brain. You’re the release I seek after a long stressful day. Me surrendering to you, giving my body to you.

You take away the worries and replace them with lust and longing. The feeling of wanting grows in my chest, feeds my fantasies and overtakes me completely.

You make me horny, wet, my nipples aching, my clit throbbing.

My orgasms are for you, building up inside of me, screaming to be freed. You always know how to push me off that edge, giving me that sweet release.

You, you sir make me crazy.

There are grey, satin sheets on the bed. He’s sitting on the edge, naked and hard, while she’s kneeling in front of him. All she has on is a black, lace chocker with a burgundy stone dangling from it.

“Are you my good girl?” He asks, while trailing his thumb over her bottem lip. She looks eagerly up at him, her eyes full off lust and anticipation. “Yes sir, I’m yours” she answers with a trembling voice.

She knows what’s coming, her eyes dart towards his hard cock. She licks her lips, ready for his command.

‘Take my cock in your mouth and suck it.” Her hand grip his shaft and she parts her lips to slide in his head, cupping his balls with her other hand, squeezing them softly. She loves his moans, her pussy is throbbing and becoming very wet.

Licking him from balls to head, taking him deep into her throat. ‘Yes, you’re my good girl, my very, very good girl.” While letting out a deep roar, he grips her hair and pushes himself even deeper into her. Read more »

I always think about you when I’m in bed.

Laying here in my king-size bed with my eyes closed. My head resting on my fluffy pillow, naked body under the covers.

My hands roaming over me, touching, caressing. Wishing you were here, feeling my skin burn with desire.

Your strong hands on my hips, working their way up to my breasts. Squeezing my hard nipples, taking them in your warm mouth, sucking, licking…
Feeling your beard scratch my skin, I shudder with lust.

I roam my hands over my breasts, wishing, aching it was you.

My wet pussy wants you inside, I fantasize that you work your way down. Ready to feel my wetness. My fingers trail towards my entrence, dipping them inside, wishing so hard it where your fingers filling me. God I want you.

Sliding my wetness over my lips and clit, i’m ready to be filled…

I take my toy, still with you in my mind. Slipping it up and down my wet pussy and than pushing it inside of me, slow but deep. I ache for your cock inside me, fucking me with deep thrusts. Read more »