[F4F] [kissing a girl] [strangers on the dance floor] [sweaty bodies]

I see you from across the crowded dance floor… You haven’t noticed me yet but I’ve got my eye on you… Mentally marking my pray…

Dancing to the deep tribal music the DJ is playing I move my body in a primal way that feels so good… while keeping my eyes on you… Willing you to look up and watch my dance. As I silently swivel and twist, your gaze catches me in my reverie. Our eyes lock and I know I’ve got you. Enticing you the way the snake charmer charms a cobra in a basket. My body moving to the music, I stand rooted to my spot on the dance floor. Hypnotizing you with my hips… our eyes locked in a dance of lust all their own. You slowly make your way over to me… Sliding sideways to squeeze through the crowd… Eyes on me as you move and maneuver.

Scent of a Stranger [F4M] [sex in public] [female orgasm]

It was raining the night that I met you… I came in for a late dinner and the restaurant was pretty empty; just you and a busboy taking care of the two occupied tables. I sat down at the bar, sizing you up from the back… noticing your broad shoulders and sculpted arms accentuated by the way you rolled up your shirtsleeves. There’s something about the way you wear that button-down shirt that is so classy yet casual. You turned around to face me and I remember feeling a jolt run through me when you flashed me a smile. I instantly felt at ease and all the stress that had accumulated over my day quickly evaporated.

“What’s a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?” you joked…
“Who says I’m nice…” I replied with a soft smirk.

You asked what I’d like to drink and I told you to guess. I love the way you looked at me in that moment: contemplative… and desirous. You stood there with one eyebrow raised, gently rubbing your beard before leaning across the bar so that you were only inches from my face. You closed your eyes and inhaled deeply… such an intimate gesture: breathing in the scent of a stranger – I felt my stomach flutter while you lingered there for a moment longer. You opened your eyes, your handsome face just inches from mine before you winked and turned to fix my drink – and you’d guessed it: tequila on the rocks.

Watching It Snow

[F4M] [Mutual masterbation] [soft core] [touching myself]

Pressing my cheek up against the window, I could feel the chill of the early winter morning through the glass. The sky was getting lighter but the world was still and asleep; covered in a fresh blanket of snow. I like the view from your bedroom window in the morning… this was the first time I’d stayed over night and felt a little thrill as I glanced over to the outline of your sleeping body, so warm under the blankets of your bed.

I tip-toe across the cold wooden floor to the foot of your bed, careful not to wake you, and poke my head under the blankets at your feet. My hands running up the length of your legs… and you roll onto your back, sighing. Through the darkness under the covers, my mouth finds your cock and I start to run my tongue around the base of your shaft… circling around & around with my tongue – feeling you get hard. I run my lips along the sides of your shaft – up and over your head and down the other side. Soooo slooooow… I like feeling you get harder and harder beneath my lips & I feel myself getting wetter with each kiss and lick. Finally I wrap my lips around the head of your cock and let my mouth take you allll the way in until I feel you hit the back of my throat. I love the feel of you filling up my mouth. Your hands reach down to the back of my head and you press even deeper into me, making me gag… making it hard to breathe under all the blankets… my mouth completely filled by you.

[F4F/M] [dreamy] [oral] [female orgasm]

I woke up hungry for you… Remnants of a dream still playing in my mind, I kept my eyes closed, trying to make the dream stay with me. You were sitting at the piano, playing for me while I reclined on your velvet couch wearing nothing but a smile. It’s not often that I dream about you but when I do, I wake up dripping wet and can feel myself throbbing… and pulsing.
Wanting to make the dream linger, I bury my head in my pillow blocking out the early morning light. I conjure up the sound of your voice, rich and sweet, and melt back into my subconscious with you. You get up from the piano but keep singing to me… your voice so low it’s almost a whisper. Your breath on my neck sends goosebumps across my naked skin, electrifying me – arousing my deep desire to be consumed.

[listen here:](https://open.spotify.com/episode/69vH6KeMRsCXmulOn08S7P?si=NEFRjD5jRbCxLG-vd5Bu8g)

[F4M/F] Massage Table

I wanted to come over and give you a massage… You work so hard healing other people: this time I wanted to be the one to nourish you. It’s dark when I arrive at your house… I’m not sure exactly what to expect; I just know that I can’t stop thinking about you… and my hands rubbing massage oil allll over your body. When I arrive, you’ve got the massage table set up in the living room and your favorite band playing through the speakers. The huge salt lamp in the corner creating a soft, romantic ambiance. It’s nice and warm in your house and I feel my body flush with anticipation, making me warmer still.

On Your Lap [F4M] [Fantasy] [Female pleasure] [softcore]

I come downstairs wearing one of your button-down shirts & nothing else. You’re sitting in your favorite armchair by the window with your morning coffee. You glance up at me and while all I can see is your eyes peering over the cover of your book, I can tell that you are smiling. It’s a sexy smile… an ‘I Want You’ smile… a “come sit on my lap” smile. My bare feet barely make a sound as I slowly walk toward you. The morning is so still; so serene. The only sounds I hear are the birds outside and your breath getting heavier. I’m standing in front of you now and I reach for your book and set it down on the side table before I lean across your lap & whisper in your ear “I have something for you.”

[F4M] [Massage Oil] [Anal Play] [Virgin] [Gentle]

It’s been months of talking & texting… exchanging pictures and videos late at night… of brief encounters… passing by each other- but not getting to touch you or kiss you or smell you… It’s been months of wanting you… of fantasizing about having you all to myself…

Sometimes I scroll back through pictures you’ve sent me… gazing at your beautiful body; your chest, your strong shoulders, your long torso leading down to a peek riiiiight above your cock. Just teasing… reminding me of what I want so badly. I think about your hands and the first time I felt your fingers slide inside my pink walls. I can’t look at your hands without getting wet; imagining them covered in massage oil and rubbing up the length of my legs to my inner thighs… gently teasing your way closer and closer to my pussy – wet and trembling. And I get wetter still remembering how you asked me to make all my holes smooth for you… How you want to see the oil glisten off of my bare skin. Thinking of your slippery hands rubbing up and down my ass before slipping your fingers right inside… getting me oiled up – and loosened up – to take your cock in my tight little ass. Going sooooo slooooow, being gentle with my little virgin ass. Softening me… coaxing me open while your fingers reach around and find my clit… the wetness of my pussy mixing with massage oil and your hands continuing to slip and slide inside me and out… my glistening skin challenging you to grab me and fuck me hard… and I’m glad. I like this gentle way you’re fucking my ass.

Primal fantasies

This sexual tension is at an all-time high. It’s been two weeks since we met… since we realized the chemistry between us. It’s been two weeks of incredibly hot text messaging, daydreaming and fantasizing. Two weeks of building sexual energy, in anticipation of being in your presence again. Thinking about what you’ll do to me… thinking about how your full lips taste and how your hands feel as they firmly explore my body. Just thinking about you makes me squeeze my legs together. I read and re-read your texts, blushing at the things you tell me you’re going to do to my body. How you’re going to leave your mark on me. How I’m going to be left in a quivering puddle of sweat, and sex and spit; so cock-drunk that I forget how to speak. My entire body is buzzing while I imagine you tearing me apart. Taking me by force and making me yours. Licking every inch of my body with your cock buried deep inside me. My primal feminine energy eagerly offered up to your primal masculine aggression. “The first round is going to be… rough” you tell me. My pussy gets immediately wet as I think about you bending me over and thrusting your hard cock into my pink folds… holding me by my hair and pulling, arching my back; grabbing onto my ass and absolutely owning me. I fantasize about the bite marks I want you to leave across my entire body. I fantasize about feeling your hot breath in my ear while you hold my face down in the sheets. I fantasize about you tearing my clothes off as soon as I walk in the door. I fantasize about crawling across the floor to you on my hands and knees, waiting for you to tell me what you’re going to do to me next. I fantasize about you pulling your cock out of my dripping wet pussy and making me taste my wetness… your hands behind my head, fucking my throat so deep and making me gag on your cock. I fantasize about the wet, sloppy mess of my own cum and tears and mascara streaming down my face. Naked, on your floor while you’re fucking my pretty little mouth; making me choke and gag until I’m gasping for air. And finally you telling me to cum on your cock like a good girl. [Hear this in my own voice here:](https://anchor.fm/quinnnspiration/episodes/Primal-e1dp0nb)

[F4M/F] Breathless in a hotel room

I keep thinking back to our evening together. Staring into your beautiful green eyes… noticing the faint freckles on the bridge of your nose… watching your full lips dance around your delightful accent.

I think back to your smell, woodsy and musky-sweet and delicious. I remember nuzzling your neck and breathing you in while you stroked my hair. And how soft your lips felt when you pulled me in for a kiss. I like the way you bit my lower lip when you kissed me… biting and sucking. I started to feel tingles throughout my entire body from that initial kiss and instinctively drew myself closer to you on the bed. Reading my body language perfectly, you lifted my shirt up over my head and showered me with compliments. I leaned in further to you and you kissed me – a little deeper this time – and I let out a small moan. You slid the straps of my bralette down my shoulders, exposing my round little nipples as you twisted and turned them gently and perfectly. My pussy getting wetter than ever while you played with me, taking me to the brink of orgasm from my nipples alone.

Bath Tub Fantasy

In my fantasy we go away for a weekend; drive up the coast to this gorgeous spot called Bacara. Our room overlooks the ocean and we can hear the waves crashing from the bath tub where we take a loooooong, hot bubble bath. I rub oil into your shoulders, your neck, your back… feet, your calves, your thighs…

I slide over behind you in the tub, urging your muscles to relax and surrender to complete relaxation while you lie your head back against my chest… and I rub oil into your shoulders and your chest and arms. My hands work their way down around your waist finding your cock, rock hard. Our bodies slipping around in the water I move on top of you, straddling you and working my hands up and down your cock sooooo slooowwwwwly. I give him a little lick before sliding my wet slippery breasts up the length of your body… My eager mouth finding yours and kissing you so hard. I get lightheaded just thinking about the way you kiss me.