Fantasy File #05
Fantasy Files is a joint collaboration between Sexologist Juliet Allen and artist Tina Maria Elena. The project combines sexual fantasy, writing and art. Seven fantasies will be revealed over seven days, all written and submitted by real-life women from around the globe. The Fantasy Files project aims to empower women and men to embrace their sexual fantasy and desire and enjoy their sexuality in all it's senses.
He lays me down on the massage table, the incense burning under me, candles and music filling the room. I can see us both so clearly in the mirror that covers the wall beside me.
He walks towards me, and everything goes dim as I feel the red silk sash tighten over my eyes. I see nothing, but my body is alive. I lay completely still trying not to squirm as he massages warm coconut oil into my legs, sliding his hands so slowly up between my thighs, and stopping. My hearts rate increases. Breathing more. Feeling more. Needing more.
He takes his time, indulging in my body, moving his fingers lightly over all of me. He moves to my back, my arms, and up my neck.
I feel myself opening more each moment. He spends most of his time massaging into my ass cheeks. And occasionally sliding his fingers quickly between them. I want more, I'm completely dripping wet and resisting the urge to just tell him to fuck me.
But he's more patient. And he slowly guides me to roll over onto my back. His oily hands run smoothly along my body, my breasts, and my hips. He uses his thumbs to spread my legs, and surprises me suddenly with his warm, wet mouth surrounding my clit, sucking softly and massaging it with his tongue. My body is on fire, the pleasure pulsating through every cell in my body. My breathing quickens, and I gasp as he glides two fingers smoothly inside me. He's hungry.
After a while of intense feasting on his part, and absolute bliss on mine, he begins to run his lips up to my nipples, and then to my neck. Whispering naughty balladry in my ear. "I need you to lay on your front, right now, or I'll have to stop". And of course, I obey with a subtle smile and sultry look in his direction.
I'm on my hands and knees, covered in oil, as the golden light of the sunset seeps through the window shades. He removes the blindfold. There are two of me, and the reflection of myself in the mirror is just as ready for what's to come.
He spreads my cheeks and his two fingers and exactly back where they belong as he sucks my clit from behind.
One finger finds itself exploring further up, towards my ass. In my ass, and pleasure explodes through my body.
"Oh, you like that baby?" As a smirk spreads across his face.
I look back at him over my shoulder, and whisper "don't you dare stop".
He is rock hard, I can see him pulsating, the veins in his arms, his v-lines. He wants me so bad, and it's taking him everything to hold back. I keep his gaze. I smile, amused, and he surrenders to the bliss. I feel his throbbing hard cock fill my pussy.
He throws his head back and let's out a soft moan.
"You are so fucking tight baby" he tells me, between the grinding and merging of our bodies.
I respond "and you, you make me so fucking wet".
He has one hand on my waist, gripping. He spits and it runs down my crack.
His finger massages my ass as I ride his cock. And before long I can almost no longer tell where the pleasure is coming from.
I need to stop, just for a moment, to maybe remind him that possibly, he's no longer in control.
I pull him out of me, and only keep the tip of his cock in my pussy. I look over my shoulder to him and tease him.
"You want to be in my ass don't you? You'd like that?" It's not a question.
His eyes turn to animals. I've never seen him want something so bad.
I don't even know if I've wanted something so bad.
I press his cock into me, and it fits perfectly, slowly. His other hand playing with my clit. I meet his eyes in the reflection in the mirror, oil covered golden hair, holding my gaze, as he begins to move in and out ...
Author // Anonymous
Artist // tinamariaelena.com
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