His hands

Every time we are together, I want to suck each and every finger. Appreciate them for the touch He gives. The strength He has. The pain He gives. The softness He lays on me when needed. He makes me light up. He is able to contain me. Hold me in His hands. Smooth out my rough edges. Molding me. Making me better. His hands make me melt. They make me cry and scream out from pleasure.
Our hands reach out for each other when we walk. :)

That day when His hands wiped my tears away...

Passion - mini daydream

Sitting here thinking about straddling you in a chair or sofa. Slowly riding you. Embracing you. Kissing your lips. Sucking your ears and licking your neck. Tasting you. Feeling your hands on my ass forcing me to take all of you. Then feeling your hands running along my sweaty back. Hands trailing up to the back of my neck. You grab a fist full of my hair and pull making me arch my back. You take control and lift me while kneeling on the floor. My legs wrapped around your waist. I hold on while you use me at Your will. Fast and hard. My moans let You know I love it. My tears let You know this is what I needed. Embracing each other. Squeezing so tight like we never want to let go. But we do. We release together. Taste your lips. Inhale your scent. Stare in your eyes. Embrace. Slow wind cause I never got up. Breathe together. Rock together. Holding on again not wanting to let go. I unwrap my legs but remain squatting squeezing Him inside of me. You lay on your back and I slide my hands from around you neck, over your shoulders, and down your chest. My roots are damp my hair is wet and frizzy stuck to your chest. You hold me and stroke my head. I just lay there holding and caressing you.
Listening. I hear your heartbeat.
This is where I want to stay.

It is In The Back of My Mind

Alot of thoughts in my mind but the one that keeps resurfacing is this vanilla shit. I wrote about it many times before but I keep coming back to the same damn thing. Can I let this all go and just be a vanilla? I mean straight plain Jane all the way no Kink. Likely not, but I think I could limit my sessions. I do like sensuality also. I think that is where my true magic is felt.

At the end of the day, I think if I'm too kinky I may not meet "Mr. Brady" and be single for the rest of my life. If that happens then I would just have to keep it moving and continue to live my life in a way that makes me happy and makes me proud. I don't see myself being in a relationship knowing that I am not being fulfilled. Even though that would not be reason enough to make or break a relationship. Not the only reason. I'm just thinking of all the possibilities and outcomes.

Trying to keep my mind clear and not get caught up in fairy tale ideas. I deals with reality. Then after I analyze it all. The chanes aren't looking so great.

Thank You

I am thankful to have Him in my life. I try very hard to thank Him for everything that He does. He is a treasure sent and I will take care of Him. I appreciate Him for being Him. For being my friend, a supporter, a leader, and a great man.

The simple things

I like how He does the smallest things and they put the biggest smiles on my face. They mean so much and appreciate Him for all that He does. Even if it is just words of encouragement. They make me feel better.
I hope I am giving back what He gives to me.