Sometimes a photo found on the internet would inspire me to write a short vignette for one of the people I corresponded with on G+. Here is an example.
I always suspected that Dorothy had something special going on, for those who take the time to get to know her.
What I find to be most intriguing and attractive about a woman are the dreams and desires she keeps to herself. The "highly erotic" is always there, just beneath the surface, waiting to be recognized.
Yes, the colors. Of course Dorothy's magical ruby slippers would be paired with bright red panties that are magical in their own way. And of course the contrast with the innocent blue dress.
But the colors were far from the only aspect of your photos that I admired.
This photo, and the pigtails in particular, reminded us of Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz.
I always suspected that Dorothy had something special going on, for those who take the time to get to know her.
What I find to be most intriguing and attractive about a woman are the dreams and desires she keeps to herself. The "highly erotic" is always there, just beneath the surface, waiting to be recognized.
Yes, the colors. Of course Dorothy's magical ruby slippers would be paired with bright red panties that are magical in their own way. And of course the contrast with the innocent blue dress.
But the colors were far from the only aspect of your photos that I admired.
Surely you don't think that I failed to notice your very, very well toned legs in the first photo? But what captured my attention there was your hand an arm. Are you merely steadying yourself, or are you bracing yourself? And if the latter, what are you anticipating?
There is another cause for you to brace yourself, however. If I were to lightly stroke your legs, run my hand slowly over your tempting cheeks, and stretch one finger to explore ... well, then you may need to brace to keep your legs properly straight and to arch your back.
We can get to the more vigorous actions and reactions in due time
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Arching your back would naturally raise your hips slighly higher, which would increase the temptation, the undeniable temptation, to follow my hand with my lips.
So may I reveal what I first thought on seeing your photo?
I thought of kneeling behind you, my hands on your firm thighs, and bringing my cheek gently against yours, before turning my head slightly to let my lips brush against your most sensitive area.
My mission is to take Dorothy on a long, exciting, and ultimately satisfying journey. Along the way, there will be unexpected thrills, and also moments when the end of the road appears imminent, yet tantalizingly just out of reach.
At the climax of this adventure, Dorothy's legs will quiver and she'll be transported beyond anything she has ever experienced, but to a place that was always there, in her warm safe bed, familiar yet made new by the experience.
At the climax of this adventure, Dorothy's legs will quiver and she'll be transported beyond anything she has ever experienced, but to a place that was always there, in her warm safe bed, familiar yet made new by the experience.