A thought of how one can treat a lady that is all you desire.
So here we are, worlds apart but together now on this page. A place of imagination, perfect for us both. Be it a sofa by the fire with the snow falling outside the window or a tropical paradise. Either is perfect as you are here by my side.
Slowly licking my lips in anticipation of your touch, breathing in deep in preparation of this moment. Holding on to your hands I lean in close. Staring into your intoxicating eyes I whisper to you.
"What do you desire Mistress? I want to make your wishes come true. Your dreams reality."
My face projecting the desire of my heart and soul, my hands hold your head gently, keeping your lush hair back as I start to trace kisses along the angelic perfection they are clasping. Each kiss makes the heat inside me rise, lust taking over from decorum, my kisses start to take on more passion. Hands start to explore more of you. Your clothing far from inhibiting your beauty merely make it more mysterious and desirable. Highlighting the perfection that is yours.
As my hands trace softly across your body, I once again go into a state of disbelief that such an angelic vision is here with me right now. Fate has been kind to bring us to this point. We must take it and make it ours.
My mouth starts to follow along the line of your neck and shoulder blade. Kissing and nibbling every piece of exposed flesh that I can find. Your skin tastes divine and yet I need more. I look into your eyes silently and beg for release. Waiting for your reply I stand in front of you and remove my shirt.
So bare chested I fall onto my knees in front of you. Like a pagan worshipper in front of a goddess. Ready to commit myself to the sacrament that is your body. I slowly peel back your thin layers of clothing. Kissing more and more of your skin. Licking my way across you, excitedly fondling your bare back as I pull your stomach closer to me. Hands scratching your back as I kiss along your pelvic bone.
"Mistress, lease let me taste all of you," I beg in my state of heavenly lust.
"Later, perhaps I might. Start by massaging my back." With a reply comprised of so few words I scramble to do your bidding. Laying you down on a rug I straddle you. My crotch resting just below your pert behind. I grab for a bottle of lavender oil and cover my hands. Slowly, I stroke along your glorious back. Hands flowing up from your lower back, spiraling out and up. Unconsciously I start to grind myself into you as I continue to move my hands across you. Working up to your arms and shoulders, I keep massaging you. My growing ache inhibited by the last few layers of clothing. Your every sigh and moan drives me onward, aiming to please you more.
Unable to stand the tightness any longer, I stand and remove the last vestiges of my clothing. My arousal sliding across your bottom, picking up a coating of oil from you. Fitting perfectly in your crevice as I continue to massage you. My hips rolling as a knead your back. A contented sigh escapes my lips. This moment is perfect, I start to massage your bottom, my hands and knuckles working it as my cock slides between the two cheeks.
"Mistress, let me do more now," I beg.
Your response is a more contented sigh, as a groan of concentrated delight it is perfect. I swivel around to face your feet and legs. Sliding across your body I start to kiss my way up your legs, alternating between them. Both supple legs feel perfect to me as I work my way up them. Suddenly, I hop up off you and position myself between your lovely legs, kissing higher and deeper, the heat and smell of you drives me insane, no longer able to resist I gently taste those luscious lips. You moan louder as my mouth administers long licks, rolling continuously it flicks its way deeper into you. My oiled hands stroking the length of your legs and up your body as you writhe against my face. I plunge my tongue in as deep as I can, my nose pressed right in against you. Gasping for air, I continue to make you cum all across my face. Your moans rise in pitch as you start to clasp my head with your legs. Squeezing me as you shudder all over. You turn over and face me. Calling me up to you with a smile and a beckoning finger you kiss me deeply, our whole bodies entwined.
"Thank you," I hear you say breathlessly. "That was perfect."
I smile back and agree silently, not wanting the magic of the moment to pass.
"Now what are we going to do to you?" I hear you muse, an arched smile and lifted eyebrow framed in my sights.