She Waits


She is sitting in her bedroom on her couch … thighs are parted slightly, back arched and her robe has fallen off her shoulders, is caught at the bend of her elbows.  Her hands are on her breasts, loving the weight of them, the warmth, the amazing softness and fullness; so easy to understand why men love them so.

Her palms massage them together, fingers reach to cup them fully and pull them apart…if only his face were between them to rub his stubble into the tender flesh…her thumb and forefingers grab the base of the nipple, rolling it slightly,  just gentle pressure, no pain, just a gorgeous worship of the raw heat in her palms…

She waits. 

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Having Sext

Dear Potential Sext Partner, 

You’ll hear about my breasts and nipples when the time is right.

How private is your work space?

Are you only able to converse only by text or do you work on a keyboard…?
and of course,
how big is your….
Hmmm….getting right to the details I see…work from my smartphone. private “secret” account. don’t use computer. have my own office which is private, but public restroom. can use IM too. u?
She thinks ewww.
sorry, the devil is in the details…
and evidently in the men I find wanting to chat…
you boyz are rather forward…
tell me about your breasts and nipples…?
not going to work for me…strike 1.
nope. don’t deserve that strike. your description of what you are wearing to work including the ben wa balls and see through blouse/nipples comments led me to believe they I could go there w/o penalty. trust me, i’m paying attention…
yes, you can go there,

but for me,

it’s all in the ask…
i talk dirty, don’t necessarily converse dirty 24/7.
Carnal, yes. Complex, absolutely. While talking dirty has it’s place, I’m very well rounded in conversation… i want a satisfying encounter from my end as well…this frequently takes a little more than thumb action can provide…which is why I asked for detail.
no offense meant.
but this kind of chat will be mutually beneficial or I walk…
yes, in my high heels, right by you, close enough so i can inhale your scent and make you wish you could hook your finger into the top of my blouse and rip off the buttons to remove it one pull because you are so hot to see for yourself what my hard nipples really look like…
: )
as you lean close to me I smell you as well and notice your breasts pressing against the fabric of your blouse. I feel a stirring between my legs as I begin to imagine what’s underneath. we’ve only just met, so I try unsuccessfully to pretend not to notice, but I see in your eyes that you realize both my efforts and my interest…
so you do have it in you…
She has such a hungry head and knows this is not feeding her mind. 
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Office Lap Dance

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Typical Friday Afternoon Chat Excerpt

“right now what you need is a slow and thoroughly filling workout, with my thighs straddling yours as you sit in your office…here…allow me to assist in setting a slower pace…let me give you time to try and decide whether to grip the desk or trail your hands up my body, over my shoulders and wrap your hand around the bend of my neck, to firmly pull me down into your lap,  while I arch my back and start to keep a rhythm you can savor…you know I love your eyes traveling over my body as i move over you… you have to hold back when you think about how i accept the raw pleasure of this position…”

Meaningless work is no match for the adventurous mind.

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Stops Thinking

RMPstronghandonneckkissingShe knows she wants to have very intimate, deep and meaningful relationship, of some sort, on some level, with his mind.


She knows what it is, can’t fake it. Sometimes, she meets a man whose presence drives her to distraction; her head dips forward, her core tightens, flared nostrils pull in air, expanding her heart, giving her the strength to face forward.


She’s experienced this a few times in her life. Too few.


And instead of falling to the floor, like each piece of clothing he tells her when, and how, to remove, she makes the mental choice to respond to her body,  to the commands, and moves toward him instead of walking away to avoid the risk; caves to the wanting, anticipates the taking.


She inhales sharply and rises up to the challenge, her nipples harden, she feels a circling, squeezing tenseness between her thighs… she knows, if she has this gut reaction, which physically makes her brace herself against the nearest solid object, she will find in this weakest moment, her greatest strength… her truth.


Powerful lust, she knows the silent messages she sends with her posture and her handshake, the look in her eyes may be welcomed by this rare encounter….and if it is, if his response gives her the signal to advance with purpose, her legs will be wrapped around only this man’s hips in the public and private places they travel, when he wishes.


It is then she recognizes her wants are needs, have to be answered. Her mind comes, with much trust.


And she stops thinking,  stills her mind.







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Coffee Date

1:14 PM granite: hi there
1:16 PM me: hey coffee date
 granite: lol hey naughty girl
 me: we seem like old friends
1:17 PM granite: lol yes ..we do know some dark secrets about each other
 me: know each other’s well
1:18 PM granite: actually probably some things no one else knows…
1:19 PM me: some things my own mind does not even know…yet…
 granite: ha but i do know what your body wants…
1:20 PM me: and i know what yours desires…
1:21 PM granite: wants and desires…the basis of passion
 me: and soon all of this will come crashing together, in a public venue… oh my…better maintain your composure …
1:22 PM granite: lol i am not worried about me…
1:23 PM me: correct. i am certainly projecting a bit…i will not be as chatty in person i’m afraid…patience.
 granite: no worries…alot easier to tallk on here
  i can tell you how i want your mouth on myhardness
  harder to do that in a coffee shop
1:24 PM lol
1:25 PM me: and i can tell you how i’m willing to have you hold me, locked in place, kneeling in front of you…but probably will have to say that with my eyes in a coffee shop.
1:26 PM granite: lol hmmm yes your hands tied behind your back, as i grab your hair
  you are correct
1:27 PM meso i must get on the road…
 granite: same here
  see you soon
 me: yes.
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Anais Nin on Lou Salome

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How whatever-this-is Begins

Adult pen pal – m4w – 30 (city)

typewriter keys

I posted this once, but I think I’m gonna try again and reword it: I’d like to find someone with whom to exchange emails, stories, fantasies, and maybe even a picture or two.

I’m really not interested in any type of physical relationship at the moment. I want to try having someone I can trade a few emails with, share stories (real and fictitious) and maybe pictures if we get brave enough. In my last relationship, my girlfriend often asked me to write for her and come up with fantasies on the spot to tell her. Writing has always been one of my strong points and I’d like to try doing this to see if it’s as fun as I make it out to be in my head.

To help weed out spammers, put your favorite author/book series in the subject line.

She keys in Dickens, Chabon, Ondaatje and hits Send. 

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