Daydream.....Erotic Lava Lamp
I have insomnia tonight so I had some tea and spirits, then lay back down in bed. I turn on my lava lamp with the hope that it would calm my mind and thus allow my body to rest. With two tea lit candles to also watch, my mind seems to focus on the purpleish-pink lava in the lamp. While the lamp is heating up I like to jiggle the top, and watch the disc that always seems to end up on the top twirl and float to the bottom.
Tonight this turned into an erotic event. Maybe I've been talking and thinking about sex too much lately. I don't know. Anticipation of my best friend's visit this weekend, and those thoughts that run ramped in my mind are of definite sexual nature.
None the less, as the disc broke free and begin to jiggle it reminded me of a perky nipple and I began to think of my adult profile and exploring female love. I began to think of sucking and nibbling on my friend's hard perky nipples and phallus. As the disc swirled and spiraled downward it was graceful as a soft sensual French kiss. I still had essence of the strawberry and cream candy on my tongue and this heightened the heat of my emotion. I began to long to hold his throbbing phallus in my hands and to wrap my hot lips around his mushroom and show my appreciation for how I feel about him.
Little particles catch my eye and I begin to watch as they dance and swim about. Like glitter in a snow globe at first. I think of standing in the park, arms out-stretched greeting father frost and my spirit dancing with the snow and, there he appears again. In his jeans, sweater and jacket he just walks into my daydream again. I pull his hat over his ears and playfully greet him hello. He grabs me up in his arms and our souls vibrate with joy. Some of the particles seem to break away and swim. I look again and focus and indeed, they resemble sperm. I chuckle to myself and think about the things I've seen in porn that I've always wanted to experience. Like wanting...his cock swelling and thrusting kind of hard and mostly deep and it throbbing and being pushed in and held deep while it blows, and just when I go to lunge from the reaction I am held in place and dominated just a minute or two longer to make me come harder than imagined.
As the lava heats and rises it appears like a putty project to create a tornado with bubbles swirling on top like the sea of passion coming to life. My button is throbbing painfully. My Katze is hot and all but dripping, clenching and unclenching on itself just thinking how in a couple daysin my mind, I'll be able to ravish his body once more, more and more. (I'm thinking I need a good hard domination to get me to relax enough to not worry about lil sounds that might escape my lips. I have never been so ready to jump in with both feet, I just need him to kick the door open for me. Then that caged animal of sensual passion can be freed.)
I get off and cream as I ponder how I wish to worship his body. Sex with him would be so hot. His personality is fantastic and his spirit and soul beautiful. As it thrusts in and out I think about what he would look like in civil war and medieval clothes. It makes my mitze want to climax once more. The thought of him in Celtic garb with the belt full of gadgets with some mild armor on throws me over the edge. My body goes limp and it's all I can do to hold my legs up as I allow myself to get lost into the him getting lost into me. His breath tones change and little sounds escape his lips and I pop. He grinds me deep but with slower more subtle moves and it pulls my O out further. Just as I think I can't come anymore and I am shaking with pleasure he goes on a lil more. As he hardens and swells my Katze grabs it tighter. It gets hotter, wetter and as I sense his fireworks it excites me further and it's like a grand finale of magical orgasmic energy and our Beings are electrified and our souls soar and clench together as do our bodies.
We soak in the hot bath and enjoy the heat on our sore muscles and the aroma is pleasing. Soft caresses and tender kisses in his strong protective arms is how I fall asleep. I wake up rested, my soul excited to greet another day. And once more my mind is encompassed with thoughts of how maybe, someday, this could be my life, and he the man in it. Maybe, someday, I'll have the courage to put it on the line and speak my heart as well. I believe my soul loves his, I can't say I've felt this before. It's intimidating because it's unknown to me........
SJ
Tonight this turned into an erotic event. Maybe I've been talking and thinking about sex too much lately. I don't know. Anticipation of my best friend's visit this weekend, and those thoughts that run ramped in my mind are of definite sexual nature.
None the less, as the disc broke free and begin to jiggle it reminded me of a perky nipple and I began to think of my adult profile and exploring female love. I began to think of sucking and nibbling on my friend's hard perky nipples and phallus. As the disc swirled and spiraled downward it was graceful as a soft sensual French kiss. I still had essence of the strawberry and cream candy on my tongue and this heightened the heat of my emotion. I began to long to hold his throbbing phallus in my hands and to wrap my hot lips around his mushroom and show my appreciation for how I feel about him.
Little particles catch my eye and I begin to watch as they dance and swim about. Like glitter in a snow globe at first. I think of standing in the park, arms out-stretched greeting father frost and my spirit dancing with the snow and, there he appears again. In his jeans, sweater and jacket he just walks into my daydream again. I pull his hat over his ears and playfully greet him hello. He grabs me up in his arms and our souls vibrate with joy. Some of the particles seem to break away and swim. I look again and focus and indeed, they resemble sperm. I chuckle to myself and think about the things I've seen in porn that I've always wanted to experience. Like wanting...his cock swelling and thrusting kind of hard and mostly deep and it throbbing and being pushed in and held deep while it blows, and just when I go to lunge from the reaction I am held in place and dominated just a minute or two longer to make me come harder than imagined.
As the lava heats and rises it appears like a putty project to create a tornado with bubbles swirling on top like the sea of passion coming to life. My button is throbbing painfully. My Katze is hot and all but dripping, clenching and unclenching on itself just thinking how in a couple daysin my mind, I'll be able to ravish his body once more, more and more. (I'm thinking I need a good hard domination to get me to relax enough to not worry about lil sounds that might escape my lips. I have never been so ready to jump in with both feet, I just need him to kick the door open for me. Then that caged animal of sensual passion can be freed.)
I get off and cream as I ponder how I wish to worship his body. Sex with him would be so hot. His personality is fantastic and his spirit and soul beautiful. As it thrusts in and out I think about what he would look like in civil war and medieval clothes. It makes my mitze want to climax once more. The thought of him in Celtic garb with the belt full of gadgets with some mild armor on throws me over the edge. My body goes limp and it's all I can do to hold my legs up as I allow myself to get lost into the him getting lost into me. His breath tones change and little sounds escape his lips and I pop. He grinds me deep but with slower more subtle moves and it pulls my O out further. Just as I think I can't come anymore and I am shaking with pleasure he goes on a lil more. As he hardens and swells my Katze grabs it tighter. It gets hotter, wetter and as I sense his fireworks it excites me further and it's like a grand finale of magical orgasmic energy and our Beings are electrified and our souls soar and clench together as do our bodies.
We soak in the hot bath and enjoy the heat on our sore muscles and the aroma is pleasing. Soft caresses and tender kisses in his strong protective arms is how I fall asleep. I wake up rested, my soul excited to greet another day. And once more my mind is encompassed with thoughts of how maybe, someday, this could be my life, and he the man in it. Maybe, someday, I'll have the courage to put it on the line and speak my heart as well. I believe my soul loves his, I can't say I've felt this before. It's intimidating because it's unknown to me........
SJ
posted by SJ at Samstag, April 23, 2005
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