Author: TARDIS12th

(Str8) This is It, with Daisy Ridley

This is it…

The moment you’ve been waiting for, for so long, is finally here. You’re in a chair and Daisy Ridley is sitting on top of you, facing you. She’s wearing a black, lace-like, almost see-through dress. It’s tight, and it beautifully shows of her slim, slender and fit figure. Her hair is long, wavy and free, it falls to her shoulders, some of it down her face.

Her perfectly round and toned ass is grinding into your crotch, turning you on and making you pant. She’s so wild.
She slowly removes the dress over her head, teasing you every step of the way. Always grinding, always looking at you.

Fuck, she was naked ubderneath, the whole time! Her shaved womanhood, washboard stomach, petite breasts, defined collarbones and beautiful, bare shoulders are revealed to you. You gulp and look everywhere. Daisy notices your stare, and lets a pleased giggle escape her lips. Her abs clench from the giggle and her breasts jiggle.

She’s hot and she knows it, and so does your cock. Read more »

This is It (With Daisy Ridley)

This is it…

Daisy is sitting on top of you, her perfectly round, toned ass is grinding into your crotch, driving you wild and making you pant.
She slowly removes her dress over her head, teasing you every step of the way.

Her washboard stomach, petite breasts, defined collarbones and beautiful, bare shoulders are revealed to you. She notices your stare, a pleased giggle escapes her lips, it makes her abs clench and her breasts jiggle.

She’s hot and she knows it.

She keeps grinding into your crotch; back and forth, back and forth. You’re so hard now, and there’s nothing you want more than to touch her.
You reach out your hands, to grab her by her slim waist, but she stops you, takes hold of them, and pushes them up past your head.

She holds them there for a moment, then she moves closer, lowering her mouth down to yours. You close your eyes and for a while nothing happens.
Suddenly, you feel her, you feel your lips touch and colide, in a wet, warm kiss. You feel a gentle bite on your lower lip, your eyes open again and see hers, fixed on yours. Her stare is deep, wicked and lustful – She’s reminding you who’s the boss. Read more »

(M19) This is it. A little scenario to get your imagination going, featuring Daisy Ridley.

This is it…

Daisy is sitting on top of you, her perfectly round and toned ass is grinding into your crotch, driving you wild and making you pant.
She slowly removes her dress over her head, teasing you every step of the way.

Her washboard stomach, petite breasts, defined collarbones and beautiful, bare shoulders are revealed to you. She notices your stare, a pleased giggle escapes her lips, it makes her abs clench and her breasts jiggle.

She’s hot and she knows it.

She keeps grinding into your crotch, you’re so hard now, there’s nothing you want more, than to touch her. So, you reach out your hands, to grab her by her slim waist, but she stops you.
She grabs your wrists and pushes them up past your head. She holds them there for a moment, then she moves closer, lowering her mouth down to yours. You close your eyes – Your lips touch and colide, in a wet, warm kiss. You feel a gentle bite on your lower lip, your eyes open again and see hers, fixed on yours. She’s starring deeply into your eyes, wickedly and lustful. Letting you know who’s boss. Read more »

A steamy night with Daisy Ridley (I’ve never uploaded something like this before, but I wrote it as a comment the other day, and thought it was too good, not to share. Please, feel free to share your opinion.)

Daisy and I have been going at it for hours. She’s on her back and I’m on top, ramming her like crazy. We’re both hot, sweaty, moaning and panting uncontrollably. She’s had several orgasms, but I’ve had none. I’ve been edging, especially these last 30 minutes, and could blow a huge load any second now. Daisy looks into my eyes, her teeth gritted and her look piercing – like a predator. I lean down over her body, she wraps her arms around my neck and her legs around my back. She can’t get enough of me.

Lost in each others eyes, all I can hear now, is the sound of our rigid breathing and our bodies slapping against each other. God, even after hours of fucking, she is still tight. My mind is dazed with sensations, I can barely keep up. Skin on skin, tongue on tongue, nails in my back and legs urging me on, pushing me deeper inside.

I gaze away from her stare, and down her toned sweaty body. She’s beginning to tense up again, and her grip on me hardens – another orgasm is about to flood her, and I am almost on the edge. Read more »