I think I’ll let the wine do my talking tonight…
The sexual woman lurking in the shadows of my soul aches to be let out to play. She wants to luxuriate in the feel of tongue and fingers, in the taste of cock and cum.
I’m a cum slut, a cock slut, a submissive slut. He didn’t make me that way; he just allowed me to admit it. I’m no slut for just anyone, but those slutty, little girl tendencies peek out from behind the curtains at times. This is one of those times.
Oh, the slick, decadent feeling of a wet pussy intoxicates all of my senses. I drown in a sea of sensations beneath my fingertips. Soft and silky, my cunt throbs with need. My smell drives me wild. Would it drive you wild?
The taste of my juicy cunt satisfies me in a way that no food or drink can. I am sweet and salty, thick and creamy.
I’m a wanton woman, throwing my head back, arching my back, pleasing only myself. Would you watch? Would you imagine your hands and tongue in place of mine?
My secret folds and crevices hide pleasure and pain. The throbbing of my swollen clit reminds me that there is much more to be had. I need the slow, painful build of an explosive release. My toes curl, my back arches, I gasp. Mewing and whimpering, I will wrench my own pleasure from my body. I will smile in satisfaction, a cat with a canary.
I’m a greedy little slut. One time is never enough. I must let my wantonness flow from my fingers and down my ass. I must let my innermost sex pool underneath me. The smell must haunt my dreams. Would it invade your dreams?
My pleasure is my own. It is mine, and I will hold it close. If you are fortunate, I may share it with you. If you are more than fortunate, I will give you my pleasure. If you are the luckiest bastard alive, I will let you have my pleasure, direct and demand it for your own. How fortunate do you want to be?
What turns me on? Oh, the memories, the fantasies, the thoughts that live in my mind. Fuck my mouth, make me gag, use me as the slut I am. Call me bitch, whore, slut, but call me yours. Smack my ass, slap my tits, hurt me in the most pleasurable ways. Bind me, restrain me, use me in ways I cannot even imagine. Hold me close, remind me that I’m loved, be tender. Decadent moisture drips from my body when I allow my mind to remember what my body craves.
My fingers will drift lightly down to a sinful softness between my thighs. I will lick up every drop. I will give myself pleasure, I will be the little slutty girl that I must be. I will seek my own pleasure and release.