He knows me all to well

In men i have no type. I have been attracted to thin and thick, short and tall. For me it is more about a mental connection than a physical one. BUT… when it comes to women i have a type.

Dark hair, dark eyes, great boobs, no they don’t have to be large just perky and with responsive nipples, and hips with that curve you just want to grab ahold of.

I say this because we have a bar tender that causes me a level of frusteration i do not want to admit. She is Nice to look at but with random attitude that makes me say, NO. But.. I know there is always a But.

Different people bring out different sides of my sexual personality. With my King i tend to be more submissive and playful. I crave him so i will do damn near anything he desires to get my hands and mouth on his cock. He can have me on my knees and dripping wet with ease. Others have brought out my dominate side. The one where  you just want to put them up against the wall and stare them down until they say ” Mistress how may i please you”. That is this girl.

I see her and know that she thinks she is the shit. She carries herself sometimes with a swagger that dares you to look at her with hunger in your eyes. She knows how to dress her assets. The best is knee boots with printed leggings, no panties, and a thin t shirt with no bra. And yes it looks like a new nipple piercing. Her ass and hips  have great jiggle. And those small but pert nipples beg to be put in a clamp until she begs to be released. Doing so would require immediate oral attention to them because they would need soothing.

I am still finding my comfort level when it comes to that aggressive dominate side of me. I wonder just what my love will think if he ever saw me unleash the Queen. The things i would do to that girl might make him cum without contact or make him cut me loose and never want to be with me again. Gratefully not every woman brings out the Diva bitch. Some make me just want to kiss and touch them for hours keeping them on the edge of an orgasm until they are begging me for release.

One day we will find out. One day we will find that third and enjoy what ever ride it takes us on.But for now i am loving the fact that he can see my desire even when i try to hide it. I love how he knows me almost better than i know myself.

 

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wanton

my phone rings and i pause

it is her on the line

i want to answer

but i pause

I was shocked by her actions

i was not  prepared

but i kissed her anyways

and i liked it

days went by and i heard from her not

my lust growing inside like a knot

then finally one day she called and i ran

straight to her bed like a tramp

once agian time has passed

and i have see her just once

the taste of her kiss on my lips

and i stare at the phone

she has made me wanton

craving the touch of her skin

the kiss of her lips on my thigh

the hint of bruises like last time

will i answer the phone

i shake my head

for i hope that today

i end up in her bed