I [36f] write this knowing very well you [37m] know my secret Reddit handle. A refresh of the 15 year cat and mouse tease. I saw you upvote that somewhat naked photo of me I can’t seem to discover to delete.
It’s just that sometimes I can’t get you out my…not head… somewhere deeper.
Remember when you drew me a bath? Made sure I had my glass of wine? You turned the music up so loud in the next room I fantasized you were beating it off to me. I couldn’t help but run my fingers lightly over my nipples in the water.
They’re so sensitive, you could make me cum just by sucking on them. But only if you worshiped them. My body has changed since you last saw it at 20 years old. My little tits are fuller, still perky. Just rounder. You can maybe still use one hand to grab them both. I work out, but still have a little on the sides for you to grip.
All I want is you to…grab me. My cute little butt. My hips. My tits. The back of my head.
Well, sometimes. Like right now.
I fantasize about you, and still do. Bringing me another glass of wine. Half hard. Barely showing in those cargo pants you all the time wear. Such a delicious combination of wild outdoorsman yet philosophical.
Back to the bath. I’m lightly covered in bubbles, just enough for you to play with. I want to see where your eyes go. Softly wiping the bubbles away to reveal my breasts. You acknowledge them, kiss them. Suck on them, lick them with broad strokes. Send tingles within. I want to please you.
I want you to take control of my head show me exactly how deep you like it. Tell me everything. Tell me you want my lips and tongue gliding over your head while I pump your shaft. Tell me exactly when to go deep and choke on your cock. Tell me when you want to forget about the world and let me polish you off. I’ll take back control. I’ll tie your hands behind your head and let me fervor for dick be my guide.
I’m still in the bath. Your cock is showing now. Begging for me to take off your pants. I run my hands down, then up to your zipper. Slowly pulling it down. I can not wait to see it pop out. Your boxers are in the way, but I see you. I see how hard you are. What are you going to do about it?
Are you going to let me continue to tease you? I worship your balls the way I want to be. Every bit of hand, lip and tongue I have is licking, caressing, suctioning your tip, succumbing to my desire for your cum.
Maybe you’ll see this. Maybe you won’t. But just know when you texted me I was in your dream…
I didn’t get too far into writing this before I let myself succumb to my own thoughts. Playing with my wetness, until I came so hard I felt I reached out and touched your mind in the middle of the night.
NSFW: yes
