#thebeardedone

[eroticpen]

It can all be so simple>>>>>>>>>>>>>

[bonusdragons]

April 7, 2020:

Leaf Secondary, Snapper, Morph.

Peebles of thebeardedone's clan!

[eroticpen]

Playing with her pussy is very important

Massaging her insides with your fingers while you kiss on her neck… Slowly rubbing on the clit until she’s soaking wet

Slapping on the pussy while you nibble on her ear…

Looking into her eyes, talking dirty to her, & choking her while your finger tips play with that gspot

[eroticpen]

That’s it… just like that. Look at you, falling apart the second I take control. Such a good girl when you stop fighting what you want and let me lead you exactly where you need to go.

You were craving this all day, weren’t you? Craving my hands around your neck, my voice in your ear, telling you exactly how beautiful you look when you lose control for me. And now you’re trembling, breath catching, trying so hard to hold yourself together while I remind you who you belong to in this moment.

Come closer. Eyes on me. That’s my girl. Let go for me… nice and slow. I’ve got you

[eroticpen]

“Easy, baby… don’t rush it. Look at me.”

I’d keep my hand steady on her waist, grounding her while my voice stayed low and controlled. “That’s it… breathe for me. You don’t have to think right now, just feel. Let me stroke the stress from your work day out of you.”

Watching the tension slowly melt from her body would be my favorite part — the way her eyes soften when she realizes she can let go. “Good girl… there you are. Knew you were holding all this in.”

I’d brush my fingers along her skin just enough to keep her attention locked on me. “Stay with me. Every little sound, every shiver, every main, every stroke… I want it. Don’t hide from it.”

Then quieter, closer to her ear:

“You don’t have to be strong every second of the day. Right here, with me? You can unravel a little. I’ve got you.”

[eroticpen]

She said “teach me”....she was my student to sexual poetry, she needed me to explore her mind.. her body.. touch her in ways she been needing.. lifting her skirt, exposed.. red lace panties..her fishnet stockings draped over them.. caress them with my finger tips.. watch as her eyes intently grow darker.. her legs spread wider... feeling the fabric as her arousal begins to soak through...my mouth so close to hers... my hands take hold of the stockings, a quick rip... a whimpering cry escapes her lips... a slow torture.. aching for me to touch her....She can now feel her slit blossoming... as I caress her…a slow tease... her hips rock methodically back and forth... a slight smirk across my face... turns dark... as the lace is torn... She lay bare.. underneath her school girl skirt... swollen... soaked... I slip two fingers inside her….that warm... tight.. pussy.. I can see the need in her eyes... the throbbing bulge in my pants... the circular motion against her clit, leaves her legs trembling... a puddled mess on the seat.. with my other hand I unbutton my pants...she loved how beautiful my dick was…veins wrapping around the long thick shaft.. a lick at her soft juicy lips.. slightly parted, she wait... craving the feel of me between them... to feel the head in the back of her throat... while my hands entangle in her hair…use it as reins... brutally fuck her mouth... eyes tearing up... saliva dripping from her chin... a once well put together woman.. torn down.. onto her knees, for my pleasure... starved she is... her hunger seeks my soul... to learn.. be educated on my needs... my desires... stripped bare of independence for the moment.. only seeking my ownership... my claim... her mouth... worn out... raw.. throat pulsating.. I pull my dick from her lips and lifted her up to the bed... another rip as her sheer top is stripped from her flesh..

[eroticpen]

Thoughts that made me throb at my desk….

the way your eyes linger just a second too long

like you’re already undressing me in your head

how close you get… not touching

but close enough that i feel your heat anyway

the way you say my name

slow… deliberate… like it means something different on your tongue

that moment when the room goes quiet

and it’s just us

and all that tension sitting heavy between breaths

the thought of your hands

not where they were… but where they almost went

how you hold back

like you know exactly what you’re doing to me

and you’re enjoying every second of it

my body reacting before my mind can catch up

pulse picking up

breathing shifting

trying to stay composed… and failing

and the worst part?

knowing if you leaned in just a little more…

i wouldn’t stop you.

Thoughts got me reaching my hands under my desk

Not caring that the blinds are open

The urge

The need

Pulling him free

Feeling the veins in my hand

I can’t stop the slowly stroking him with thoughts of you

[eroticpen]

Damn… I’m just laying here, and she’s got all the control.

I can feel it in the way she moves—slow on purpose, like she knows exactly what she’s doing to me. Not rushing, not giving me what I want… just enough to keep me hooked.

And I’m not even trying to fight it. I don’t want to.

I’m watching her, waiting on her next move, knowing she’s enjoying this—seeing me like this, completely at her mercy. Every second she takes her time just makes it worse… or better….I can feel it stretching down my boxer briefs throbbing..anticipating.

Yeah… she’s in charge right now. And honestly? I’m not thinking about stopping her.