Ok, so I’ve had four horrid days of full-on work. I am stressed and grouchy and need looking after. You meet me at the door, naked, which instantly brings a smile to my face. And as I kick off my heels, shrug my coat off, and chuck my handbag on the floor, you sink to your knees in front of me and, glide your hands underneath my knee-length skirt and push it up and start to kiss my stocking-clad thighs. You know exactly w...

Waiting and craving for your hands Around my waist. Pulling me closer To your body. - Waiting and craving for your smile Enveloping your face. Enticing me To grin back at you. - Waiting and craving for your fingers Sinking into my hair. Lifting my head up To meet your stare. - Waiting and craving for your mouth Covering mine completely. Moaning softly To meet our needs. - Waiting and craving the fire Burning up my body. R...

In case you may ask, I woke up a few minutes ago. It's dawn here on the island so it's still dark outside. The sun doesn't rise until around seven later. Going back to sleep again is something I won't do anymore as I've done a wake-sleep cycle several times last night. I'm tired but feeling good. Oh, so good! I won't tell you why. The water here won't freeze my ass. I was thinking of sneaking out for a quick skinny dippin...

My mouth waters each time I think of you. As I lick your hardness, the cold quality finds a quaint dalliance with the warmth of my mouth. It melts with the heat of my skillful tongue, reminiscent of blissful memories, making my legs weak from intense craving like when my lover explores the nether places of my carnal being. Slow and indulgent. Licking every drip. My glossal swirl around your glistening tip brings euphoria...

Awakened peckish at dawn, I was surprised to crave Tex-Mex food even if I haven't tried it. My Mexican and Texan new roommates heard me muttering to myself in the hallway to the kitchen. "We have two burritos left." I presumed they offered. "Can I have you?" I asininely asked. They raised their eyebrows in confusion. "Can I have two?" I rectified my greedy self. They switched raising the other eyebrow. "I want your burrit...

Hands trace sinuously over luscious curves. Moving down her sides, drifting to cup each full, proud, naked breast. Offering them. Blue eyes widen, as her fingers gently pinch and tease each aroused nipple. Groaning, she seductively licks red lips, her green eyes watch my shaft grow harder. Hands weigh each breast, pushing them slowly together. The hot tease, the silent seduction. Moving down Lower Fingers trace over smoot...

Tongues tease, lips parted, scent arouses, sweet heavenly nectar as bliss hits. His rampant desire parting her wet folds, filling her slowly, seductively, achingly. Groaning together, she claws his back, steely rod impaling her deeply. Her hot core filled relentlessly with his fiery shaft, bodies straining, heaving. Her cravings satisfied over and over, moaning loudly with every deep thrust. Aching to feel his hot fertile...

Lana woke from her dreamy slumber feeling content and happy. She smiled and thought of Evan, dreaming of what his presence does to her. The lyrics of Kirsty MacColl's "Head" drifted through her mind as she wiggled her body in pleasure and then felt him behind her reminding her of last night. She snuggled back towards his body feeling his warm naked skin next to hers. She felt him pressed against her round ass and realised...

Letting carnal cravings take us over. Experiencing each other in playful,salacious ways. Teasing, relentless teasing, sending us to the edge. Foreplay, inside, outside,in one room, then another. Spurring each other on,nothing out of bounds. No rules, no penalties. Holding impending climax’s off,for as long as possible. Feeding twin fires of passion, to the brink of explosion. Fueling lust, lost needs,and desires. Instinct...

“What do you Crave?”Was the question she asked,And the answer was simple I knew.“Your soft hand in mine,To hear the beat of your heart,And to gaze at the stars beside you.”“The touch of your hand,The light in your eyes,Your soft smile that lightens my heart.”“The curve of your hips,The sound of your sighs,And your kiss when each new day starts.”“The scent of your skin,The taste of your lips,The look on your face as you sl...

My skin craves the touch that burns My voice cries out his name He has found my depth He has staked his claim My soul he has uncovered My surface has been shed Treasures locked deep within He is keeper of the stead My heart's desire is confessed My needs, longing to be met Now I lay afflicted  With need so great I fret My eyes no longer wander My hands no longer search For random touch of lust No longer shameless flirt My...

Eternal cravings  For which I am prisoner of Damned forever to body's lust Fires burn with dreams of touch To feel his love upon my kiss Greedy mouth rapes my lips His demanding touch of finger tips Engraves his name upon my skin Bodies heated, my skin is flushed I open up to meet his thrust Breathing in the scent of him Intoxicates my soul within Bodies twist, legs entwined  Molded perfect, locked supine He calls my name...

YouYou bury deep into my soul, to that secret spot that craves being wanted.You make that twisted place, that wants to fight and rail against being taken and fucked, curl up and mewl in wanton need.I shed my inhibitions for you.Spread my thighs wide for you,dare you, tease you.Make me yours. Drive every thought but those of you,from my mind.Do you understand what this does to a woman?What you do to me?The sound of your vo...