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I was so tired, from yoga or life or whatever.  I didn't want to get up out of bed.  But I wanted him to go down on me.  So I took a fast shower and returned to bed.

"I want you to lick my pussy while I suck your cock," I said.  He had a hard on.

He is so sexy and sweet.  I love his body.  I love his skin, his beautifully-colored skin, and how he smells.  I love his limbs, his gracefulness, his tenderness.

He climbed onto me, and he tried to lick my pussy while I maneuvered his cock into my mouth upsidedown.  But it didn't work well, and I suggested we put a pillow under my ass to tilt me closer to him.

That was just right.  He licked me and licked me.  I liked his body on top of mine in a different upsidedown way.

It was difficult for me to move my mouth up and down his cock, but I did it somewhat.  I also just sucked it like a baby sucking a pacifier.

His licking felt so good.  I grasped him with my arms.  I touched him all over his back and held his ass and touched my nipples as well.  It was a little scary, the way his cock was in my mouth so deeply most of the time, and he's not so heavy, but the reality of him above me and in my mouth was a little intimidating.

But I liked the fear I felt.  He licked me so enthusiastically, and I was afraid I was going to come.  He was holding me down with his body, and I was immobilized.  I was afraid of coming like that.

But as he licked me, I knew it was inevitable.  I started to lose control.  We were deeply, completely interconnected, a sexual organism.  We were as one.  I was scared and started to rub and grab him all over his back in a frantic way.

I was held down by him, and as he licked I panicked and came.  The fear and intense pleasure pulsated through my body.  His cock was in my mouth, and I pushed it away.  I jerked my pussy away from his mouth as he continued to tongue me--the feeling was too much.

I gasped for air, my chest heaving, and I pushed my legs together.  We paused like this for a while.

Then he climbed off me.  We looked at each other and smiled.  I told him I loved him.

Then he fucked me from behind until he was quickly ejaculating in my wet, wet pussy.

We talked about how we liked it.  I said that when I came next time, he should just press down with his tongue.

My pillow was damp, not with his spit or my wetness--we decided it was ass damp from my sweat.

the yellow orange scarf

I wanted him.  I was lying in bed naked while he undressed.  "Why don't you bring that silk scarf, to touch me all over my body?" I asked.

I painted this scarf a few weeks ago, and it's been hanging on my closet door ever since.  I thought it would feel good as he moved it over my skin.

He put the scarf around his neck and he continued to undress.  It's bright yellow orange with green.

And I was right.  He gently pulled the scarf over my chest, my belly, my arms, my breasts.  It felt wonderful.

We kissed.  His tongued played with my my mouth as if my mouth was my cunt and it was yesterday.  I asked him to drag the scarf over my legs.

Then I lay on my side against him, and he dragged the scarf over my ass and my back.  I was feeling more and more aroused.

"What do you want?" I asked.

"You," he said.

"What do you want to do with me?" I asked.

"I want to fuck your hole," he said.  "I want to stretch your cunt out with my cock."

"That sounds good," I said.

"What do you want?" he asked.

I thought about it.  "You," I said.  "I want to have your baby."

"I want you to have my baby," he said.  "I want my cock in you while you're pregnant with my baby."

I really like that idea.  In real life, I don't want to be a mother, but in our fantasy life, I want my belly big with his child and for him to hold onto my belly as he fucks me.

He touched my nipples, and I played with him.  I would touch his balls for a little while, then caress his cock, then touch his cock more aggressively.

I thought of the dream I woke up from this morning about making out with a friend.  She's someone I've known for about 10 years.  I've always found her attractive in different ways, but this is the first sex dream I remember having about her.

I thought about telling boyfriend about my dream, or we could talk about our shared fantasy from the other day, that one that made me feel so safe and loved.

Instead I decided to suck his cock.  I licked the underside sloppily.  Then I put the whole thing in my mouth.  He liked it, and I moved my mouth up and down.  I was lying beside him, propped up on one elbow.

"I want to fuck you," he said.

I lay back, and he positioned himself above me.  He wore the scarf.  I raised my legs, and he pushed himself against me.  His cock found its place, and he entered me quickly and completely.  I gasped.

Then he fucked me.  "Do you like that pussy?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said as we fucked.

"Do you like fucking that pussy?" I asked.

"Yeah," he said.  He got down on his elbows, and we kissed.  We kissed as he thrust himself into me, and I felt his cock spasm and throb as he ejaculated.

I was happy though I had wanted much more of him penetrating me.  I had wanted him to take me from behind and put himself into me as deeply as possible.

We looked at each other.  Then he lay beside me.  He touched my nipples, and I had my arm beneath his head.  We lay together closely.

everything

I want to make a collaborative zine with him about how sex is collaborative.

Yesterday he fell asleep before we could have sex, and I was sad.  So today we had sex in the afternoon.

I can't describe to you how good it felt when I said, "Lick my pussy," and he did.

His tongue got tired, so we lay together, and I touched his body until his cock got all hard.

Then he fucked me.  I was still thinking about the beautiful fantasy we'd shared two days before.  I was still in that loving, very safe, very sexy space.

He was on top of me, thrusting into me, and I touched my nipples with my thumbs.  He lowered himself down into his elbows so our bodies were very close.

We breathed together.  I wanted to come, and then he was ejaculating inside me.  I pushed my cunt up against him, and then I was coming too.  I was too loud.

I felt myself contract around his cock over and over again.  Our bodies did their things.  Our hearts, minds, souls did their things.

Afterward it seemed like it hadn't been that big a deal to him.  But it's everything to me.