Delirium

We are on intricate paths, from all walks of life, and I'm pleased that we have intersected with delicacy, here of all places. Hello beautiful, precious souls.

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In the dead of night, on a night like tonight

I can’t stop replaying images of sex, and my sexual fantasies. 

Sex is me and I am it.

I want to have sex right now with my lover,

Also other beautiful people may join us.

I dream of tasting the dew drops from a gorgeous woman and hearing her soft moans while I’m being fucked from behind, by my lover. 

What a spectacle, what a scene.

This needs to happen soon, because we both long for it, and we’re growing quite restless.

I know she’s out there, she just has to be. 

I’m so ready to love and to please her.

sigh. 

Lusting

All I can think is how much I want to mercilessly fuck my lover over and over again, until I’m panting and speaking in carnal tongues, begging my sweet god to fuck me and choke me and caress me until I’m in ribbons of orgasm. 

It possess me, and I see our passionate rough sex bringing me closer to the meaning of life.

bringmefireplease: I can’t be happier. We all get sleepy sometimes. My boyfriend thinks Im a sleepy angel. 

bringmefireplease:

I can’t be happier.

We all get sleepy sometimes. My boyfriend thinks Im a sleepy angel. 

Fluid and rapid sexual desires. Come get lost in my imagination, my cravings, my hopes and dreams. 

Fluid and rapid sexual desires. Come get lost in my imagination, my cravings, my hopes and dreams. 

Life envelops everything. All the freakiness, all the fetishes and all the sexual desires. That is life. 

Life envelops everything. All the freakiness, all the fetishes and all the sexual desires. That is life. 

I love dressing to get undressed.  I am a sexual being. I thrive in life because of sex. Sex molds me and is a part of me. I feel I carry sex with me wherever I go. Sex is in my pours and on my fingertips. It’s in my voice and the way I move my body. It is in all I see and in all I hear.  Sex has found a home in this vivacious woman. We are one.  I am on the prowl, and I am wanting. Heaving, heavy heart, dripping with want. Yearning to keep a lavish life style filled with my vices, filled with sex and groping. Sex is in all that I do and all that I think.  My skill is to fuck and to please and be pleased. My world spins like a palpating organ and does not stop. 

I love dressing to get undressed. 

I am a sexual being. I thrive in life because of sex. Sex molds me and is a part of me. I feel I carry sex with me wherever I go. Sex is in my pours and on my fingertips. It’s in my voice and the way I move my body. It is in all I see and in all I hear. 

Sex has found a home in this vivacious woman. We are one. 

I am on the prowl, and I am wanting. Heaving, heavy heart, dripping with want. Yearning to keep a lavish life style filled with my vices, filled with sex and groping.

Sex is in all that I do and all that I think. 

My skill is to fuck and to please and be pleased. My world spins like a palpating organ and does not stop. 

The sun massages itself into me. Mauls me. Kneads me. It holds me, penetratingly. Gripping me at all angles, the sunshine lunges inside of me and churns me like butter. I am exhausted by a meager hour of sunshine, but I want more. I need more. And as it thrusts inside of me, we mold together as one. And I am left feeling sunshine on me for days, made permanent by our bond to each other. A bond that rests like butterflies on the surface of my skin. 

At times there is a ravenous thing living inside. It does not lay dormant, instead it lingers throughout every vein and every muscle. Constricts my brain as it squeezes. “There will be only one thing in my mind today,” the monster hisses. Heat flares up inside. There is no staying still- I’m on fire. All I can does squirm until I am given what I need. Delirious mind trying to sort out the problem, yet all I can utter is sex. All i can imagine is the caressing to put this fire at peace. All i can do is scream and beg and moan. There is nothing logical about me in this state. My mind warps and obsesses over genitals and all the pleasure I crave to give and receive. I yearn for sweet beautiful fucking. 

At times there is a ravenous thing living inside. It does not lay dormant, instead it lingers throughout every vein and every muscle. Constricts my brain as it squeezes. “There will be only one thing in my mind today,” the monster hisses. Heat flares up inside. There is no staying still- I’m on fire. All I can does squirm until I am given what I need. Delirious mind trying to sort out the problem, yet all I can utter is sex. All i can imagine is the caressing to put this fire at peace. All i can do is scream and beg and moan. There is nothing logical about me in this state. My mind warps and obsesses over genitals and all the pleasure I crave to give and receive. I yearn for sweet beautiful fucking. 

Only two more weeks of Hawaii life. Today Im going to a waterfall and then to the Polynesian Cultural Center for some food and fire dancing. It’s all very exciting! I miss my handsome boyfriend though, who managed to send me chocolate covered strawberries on my birthday right on time! Hawaii is amazing and Im enjoying every second of it, but I am becoming dangerously sex deprived and that is no fun. 

Only two more weeks of Hawaii life. Today Im going to a waterfall and then to the Polynesian Cultural Center for some food and fire dancing. It’s all very exciting! I miss my handsome boyfriend though, who managed to send me chocolate covered strawberries on my birthday right on time! Hawaii is amazing and Im enjoying every second of it, but I am becoming dangerously sex deprived and that is no fun.