exposed...at the mercy of another's gaze
Exposed...at the mercy of another's gaze.
How to find the comfort within oneself to lay exposed...at the mercy of another's gaze, at the mercy of another's scrutiny.
Digging deep the desire to realise something burning within, wanting to experience
nudity
nakedness
expression of that fantasy....? Is it a fantasy or should it not be a comfortable reality?
Courage to believe that sensual moments awaken a wealth of emotion hungering to surface. Emotions where the need is lustful wanting ones penis to be stroked, played with, engaged in such a manner explosive, knee trembling...throbbing, painfully sensitive.
Play....prostate play, even the courage to consider what it means to engage in play more kinky such as a strap-on....the thought of a beautiful shemale...knowing it does not effect ones preferences sexually or question ones manliness....
The need not to indulge in sexual favours immediate....maybe not at all....discovery of self never before thought of or indulged in.
Imagine the freedom of thought when blindfolded and knowing that nothing untoward shall happen yet, searing shock when a mouth felt in the least expected place...a nipple teased...the neck sucked without a mark left.....a hand travelled where it has never been experienced before.
And then the taste of sweet womanly nectar, within reach of ones mouth...all it would take is to pull the hips down and .....taste...but knowing there are rules...and suggestion more powerful than the actual.
And when walking away from such an experience, it is not about the person who administered the pleasures as much as it is the pleasures experienced that leave the sweet taste of satisfaction rewarding and a call to be experienced again.
RB.
Digging deep the desire to realise something burning within, wanting to experience
nudity
nakedness
expression of that fantasy....? Is it a fantasy or should it not be a comfortable reality?
Courage to believe that sensual moments awaken a wealth of emotion hungering to surface. Emotions where the need is lustful wanting ones penis to be stroked, played with, engaged in such a manner explosive, knee trembling...throbbing, painfully sensitive.
Play....prostate play, even the courage to consider what it means to engage in play more kinky such as a strap-on....the thought of a beautiful shemale...knowing it does not effect ones preferences sexually or question ones manliness....
The need not to indulge in sexual favours immediate....maybe not at all....discovery of self never before thought of or indulged in.
Imagine the freedom of thought when blindfolded and knowing that nothing untoward shall happen yet, searing shock when a mouth felt in the least expected place...a nipple teased...the neck sucked without a mark left.....a hand travelled where it has never been experienced before.
And then the taste of sweet womanly nectar, within reach of ones mouth...all it would take is to pull the hips down and .....taste...but knowing there are rules...and suggestion more powerful than the actual.
And when walking away from such an experience, it is not about the person who administered the pleasures as much as it is the pleasures experienced that leave the sweet taste of satisfaction rewarding and a call to be experienced again.
RB.
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