*_o Master Baiter

Have you ever just looked at someone and thought, “I really love you”. They’re just talking or...

Sat, 10 Nov 2012 11:07:34 -0500

Have you ever just looked at someone and thought, “I really love you”. They’re just talking or humming or watching a movie or reading a book or laughing or something, and there’s something about them in that moment—their body is alive, there’s a light in their eyes, something—that makes you think, “I just really love you.” It’s a weird sensation to think this, but it’s pretty awesome that we can feel this way about another being.

*_o

naughty-angel4you: Mhmmm :) hecallsmekitten: Grab a...

Sun, 28 Oct 2012 01:05:42 -0400

naughty-angel4you:

Mhmmm :)
hecallsmekitten:

Grab a handful!

Dreaming of you.

I do

Fri, 26 Oct 2012 21:48:25 -0400

I do

freedom4usall: Take me there again. With great pleasure *_o

Thu, 25 Oct 2012 21:56:48 -0400

freedom4usall:

Take me there again.

With great pleasure *_o

*_o

Mon, 22 Oct 2012 20:29:55 -0400

“I want you to know that when you come through my door you can drop all the cares of the world; you can let your guard down; you can breathe a sigh of relief; you can let your sexual energy loose; you can roll in the decadence of desire; you can become drunk on lust; you can shed anything that doesn’t serve your deepest, truest self; you can have an orgasm that will shatter the illusion of separateness and send your soul spinning out into the void from whence it came. And then, when the yumstastic power begins to dissipate, you can land, and lounge, and let the bliss settle into your cells. You can walk out the door and re-engage your life a happier, more whole man. And you can do all this fearlessly. “
-From “My Dearest, My Daka” by Anja Vikarma Copyright 2012

"I want to see you. Know your voice. Recognize you when you first come ‘round the corner. Sense your..."

Mon, 22 Oct 2012 12:51:57 -0400

“I want to see you.
Know your voice.
Recognize you when you
first come ‘round the corner.
Sense your scent when I come
into a room you’ve just left.
Know the lift of your heel,
the glide of your foot.
Become familiar with the way
you purse your lips
then let them part,
just the slightest bit,
when I lean in to your space
and kiss you.
I want to know the joy
of how you whisper
“more”.”

- Rumi (via rochelledelaroche)
I do

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Sun, 21 Oct 2012 20:53:56 -0400

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Sun, 21 Oct 2012 20:42:39 -0400

beautflstranger: lumieres-home: Beautiful beautflstranger: th...

Sun, 21 Oct 2012 16:24:37 -0400

beautflstranger:

lumieres-home:

Beautiful

beautflstranger:

the most erotic moment shared is when she looks up and makes eye contact with him. to make this mind blowing, a woman has got to love every aspect of this..the scent, taste, texture , response and just take it from there…and lose yourself in all of it…listen to his breathing, be aware of his response, you can set the pace and depth…bring him to the edge..then taper off a bit..bring him back to the edge a bit closer..then draw back ….finally..indulge him…until you’ve drained every last delicious drop of him.

Mmmm

In a minute I have to go, stopping in to say hello. *_0

Sat, 20 Oct 2012 20:34:22 -0400

:-*

Yep

Fri, 19 Oct 2012 23:30:02 -0400

Yep

perfectly said…

Fri, 19 Oct 2012 09:06:19 -0400

perfectly said…

throughthefever: I am going to tell you a little of what it...

Thu, 18 Oct 2012 23:42:41 -0400

throughthefever:

I am going to tell you a little of what it feels like for me, as a man, to cum. It may surprise you to learn that the most pleasurable and most intense sensations are not experienced during the act of cumming but rather in the moments just before. As orgasm approaches, everything extraneous fades and there is singularity of purpose, an unfiltered, pure lust. This is when I feel my most animal, when I will grunt, when nothing matters but your body. My cock is so hard, so ready to spill over that I hardly recognize it any longer. I hardly recognize myself.

When I cum, the intensity floods out of me, in one satisfying stream after the next. And then a blissful vulnerability. I am spent and satiated, a mass of tingling nerves.

Perfect

Me

Wed, 17 Oct 2012 08:54:46 -0400

Biting...spanking...

Mon, 15 Oct 2012 20:54:54 -0400

The trip is lovely. He is rubbing my back after we’ve made love. His hands are familiar. He bites my shoulder and something stirs inside of me. An unfamiliar something. I know him, but this feels alien. Very unlike him. He is kissing my back and shoulders and he bites me again and drags his teeth on my shoulder. I react with what sounds to me like a whimper. The feeling I can’t identify is fear. I’m not afraid of him, but I have this overwhelming fear of something unknown. Something I’ve never experienced before. Could it be my altered state? He grips my shoulders harder and his biting is becoming more aggressive. My tension is escalating. He brings his hand down my back, around my ass and then, though I can’t see him, I can sense him bring his hand up. He slaps my ass. Hard. The tension dissipates quickly. The jolt of the spank releases the balled muscles in my stomach instantly. My pussy is hot and wet. He immediately begins biting again, and again the tension escalated. I am prepared for the sting of the slap, but I would never have gauged the pleasure I had derived from it. This time he bites harder and longer. Then again, another slap. I am panting. Aroused. Behind my closed eyes, there are colors bursting like fireworks. My heart is thudding loudly in my ears. Again and again he bites me. Each time with a bit more aggression. And each time his hand comes down on my ass it bursts the tension. I think I may have an orgasm. I feel the lascivious longing in my pussy.
I did not expect this from him. It was without question, the most turned on I’ve ever been in my life. *_o

This is fantastic. It should be shared. post it with a click through and I will reblog it. I light...

Sun, 14 Oct 2012 21:39:17 -0400

This is fantastic. It should be shared. post it with a click through and I will reblog it.

I light a match and watch it burn.
I think about us. I watch. I learn.
It starts with a spark. Strong. Intense.
It burns for a while. Then becomes less dense.
The flame is gone but smoke hangs in the air.
Like my thoughts of you. Lingering there. ~ Francesca

Why is the sight of him pleasuring himself so erotic to me? He...

Sun, 14 Oct 2012 17:37:00 -0400

Why is the sight of him pleasuring himself so erotic to me?

He took me on a trip. :) We had a bowl of chocolate ice cream, and then we cuddled under the blankets together. Naked. His body next to me was tantalizing my senses. A kiss, a touch, and we were soon tangled into one another. I was transcending to a place that I’d never been before. Hypersensitive to every touch. The room was alive. The colors, the textures, the sound of the music… all intensified by the moment.

I believe that he loves to push my limits. He has such a tendency to bring me to new heights. Today would prove that theory beyond the shadow of a doubt. Make no mistake; my body reacts to this perfectly. It wants all of him. It wants to know him. Even more so than I would expect it to. I open as a flower would to worship him as if he were my Sun. Shining for me ever so brightly and warming me with his vital heat. His heat. His body. His Love.

The lovemaking will go on all day. Being with him all day is in itself a beautiful thing. But being with him all day like this… heavenly. I lay my head on his chest to hear his heart beats. I listen to them race at first, from our exertion, then slow down to a normal pace. I absentmindedly touch his chest and I see his body react to my touch. His sharp intake of air when I use my nails a little. He tells me to turn over. It makes me so hot when he makes demands that way. He wants to photograph me from behind with my back arched. He positions me the way he wants to see me, tells me where to put my hands and snaps a pic. The instant rush of heat to my pussy surprises even me. I had no idea that would affect me in such a way. I turn to look at him and the carnality in his eyes is rapturous. His erection is magnificent.

Today he penetrates my ass while I’m on my back on the end of the bed . His glorious ample cock filling my ass to its limit. I had wondered if I could take him that way. I am pleased to see that I can handle him. I enjoy him tremendously, in fact. His hands explore my clit while he is thrusting into my ass. He plunges his fingers into my pussy and pauses for a second while he pinpoints my sweet spot. Then he provokes the orgasm quickly with dexterous fingers until I explode in his hands. He pulls out of my ass and my orgasm is trying to reach its height. My legs are trembling. My core is tense. My mind is askew with chemicals and emotions. The sudden emptiness inside of me aches for him. My body is arched towards him and my orgasm is still climbing. When he withdraws his fingers, my orgasm finally reaches its coveted height and I can’t find my voice. I can’t even open my eyes. Every inch of me is awake. Bliss. My essence has soaked us both.

He strokes himself while I am trying to regain my wits. His body is rigid. His legs twitch. His abdominal muscles flex and jump. He strokes harder, faster. His grip twists. His face is hardening. I lay there and take it all in while recovering from my orgasm. I reach for my camera and snap my own pic of him just before he reaches his climax. I watch the orgasm ripple through his whole body. His shoulders stiffen, his chest heaving, his hand squeezing out his nectar. *_o

My Thoughts Wander I am consumed with images of you. Images of...

Tue, 02 Oct 2012 16:09:00 -0400

My Thoughts Wander

I am consumed with images of you.

Images of you in my kitchen making me dinner.

Images of you wrapped up with me on my sofa.

Images of you watching me while there are other people around.

Images of you in my bed with lust in your eyes.

My thoughts wander… I’m scratching your back. And your chest. I’m making love to you. I’m sucking your cock. I’m moaning with pleasure. Every inch of you searching for my ecstasy. Reveling in it. Your thrusting is deliciously slow. Deep. I’m reaching my plateau. Then you pick up your pace. My body is speaking to you in a silent plea to make me cum. In tune. I can feel my belly tense. Suddenly my knees are weak and the need to wrap my legs around you is overwhelming. Taking you deeper. I force open my eyes to watch you. To see you. Your perfect form pumping pure bliss into me. I know you can feel the pressure inside my pussy as the orgasm builds. I spy the smile dance in your eyes because you’ve detected it. You continue your assault until I’ve achieved my climax. *_o

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Fri, 21 Sep 2012 06:23:43 -0400

theladycheeky: Yes please!! Oh yes!!

Wed, 19 Sep 2012 09:17:52 -0400

theladycheeky:

Yes please!!

Oh yes!!