Oral

Your lips… those smooth, plump lips that part so slightly, giving way to the soft, caressing suction of wetness, lending so much to the imagination.  Everything begins with those lips, the light suction against skin on the first contact, leaving that cool, moist little patch, a slight mark of what is to come.

How that tongue can curl so tantalisingly, whipping up thoughts of flicking against and curling around the most sensitive of areas before leading back to its source, between those succulent and inviting lips.

The thought of what could be sliding between those lips sends a sizzle of arousal throughout. How you could lick and suck uninhibited, feeling every vein, every pulsation and throb, every twitch – wondering how it would feel for the person embraced by that delight. Even the motions, wrapping so tightly around something sliding back and forth, in and out, makes the heat rise between your thighs.

You play out the actions in your mind, actions which echo throughout your body; the way those lips press against your own, feeling so soft, smooth and moist. Your plump lips and the delicate lips of your sex are one of the same, how you feel skin brush against them, feeling your lower lip being bitten before a gentle suction steals your breath. The moment those lips finally lock around your own, perfectly closed in a tight seal, you are lost in that mouth. It presses so tightly, the slippery silk of a tongue looking to meet your own… penetrating those lips. Every soft nibble, every flick of that tongue, every teasing kiss, it all trails downwards… that mouth closing around your pussy, teasing your tender petals, penetrating you with that kiss. The thoughts of what that mouth would feel like there, sealed around it in the same way, that long, deep suction, all making you shiver in delight.

There are so many things that a mouth can make you feel.

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Submission by: a-mind-full-of-dirt

In those most sensual recesses of your mind, you can escape into your deepest fantasies. Whether you wish to experience them in reality, or simply bathe in them through your imagination, you can let your desires to be touched, fondled and explored so intimately consume you as you gasp sweet syllables of intense stimulation.

Imagine yourself strapped and spread apart, your body felt by many hands eager to caress you. Imagine the way your legs would buckle as those fingers relentlessly rubbed against your delicate sex, feeling the heat from all those bodies surrounding you, each delighting in your moans and shudders of ecstasy. Imagine how you would not want them to stop, no matter how intense it became. Give in to your longings; the more you fantasise, the more vivid they become.

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Succumb

First she will straighten her legs and succumb to the sensations that await, a tingle that surges from that little place which seems to pulsate with anticipation. The second command makes her raise her hips for the touch she craves.

That first flicker against her wet pussy will send that spark through her body, though it is the slow little movements which keeps it sizzling throughout. The tongue barely touches, the movements barely register, yet the longer it lasts, the more intense it becomes. It slips up and down that little curve, soon circling and enticing that little bud of sensitivity, before slipping slowly back up and down once again. So slowly it verges on cruelty.

 

After the tongue trails so languidly, the moment those lips press deeply against her sex all she will crave is for her pussy to be feasted on intensely, furiously. Yet still, the slow motions, trailing that tongue so gently within, parting her lips tantalisingly, will keep the fire raging within her. 

Only when she is past the point of pure uncontrollable need will those hips be raised for more, a sign that her pleas will be heeded. The hard press of lips against that softness, devouring her tenderness. Pleasure commands her body as those lips wrap around her mound, sucking up that delicate clitoris while the flickering tongue whips against it – trapped, exposed and helpless. The constant stop-start motion of suction, a pulsing rhythm which the body never tires of. Soon the soft penetration of a tongue adds even more, the motion of being fucked igniting the imagination even further as lips slap against her sex. Perhaps she may then be granted something she craves most, or perhaps it may start all over again…

The desire to pleasure is a never ending feast.

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