How are you doing on this damp Sunday? The weather hasn’t been that great these past few days, the rain has been immense; something about a storm… And when the weather forecast is rain, wind, followed by more rain and wind, what do you do, how do you spend the day?
Well picture this, it’s Saturday afternoon and been raining all day; Monique is at home sexting her link. They exchange several messages, voice notes, pictures, and videos. The last video, however, sends Monique into an absolute frenzy.
Read my latest Teaser “I Wish…!” where Monique reflects on his latest video and sends him her thoughts.
I wish I was there; you were here. I wish we were both together, in the same place and at the same time.
Wish I was there, sitting and watching, as you stroke your thick chocolate dick.
Wish I was there, studying you, paying attention to your technique.
Watching as your hand glides effortlessly, up, and then down your thick chocolate dick
Wish I was there watching you adjust your position to get more comfortable,
(but still stroking, your thick chocolate dick).
Wish I was there watching you, fully relaxed and in your zone; stroking your thick chocolate dick, with determination, a drive and energy like no other as if you’ were alone in the room.
Totally oblivious to my eagle eye stare if I was there.
Wish I was there watching intently as you adjust your grip, around your thick chocolate dick; the tighter your grip, the more you clench down on your jaw.
Wish I was there watching as your facial expressions change in response to your tightened grip on your thick chocolate dick.
Wish I was there watching your body react to every stroke.
Wish I was there watching your toes flex and curl as your body prepares for the nut that is sure to follow.
Wish I was there so you could see just how turned on I am; to see how wet my pussy is, to see my swollen clit and how hard my juicy chocolate nipples are.
Wish I was there so you could see the lust in my eyes as I watch you stroke in time to the mellow tune playing the background.
Wish I was there so you could see how much, you, stroking your thick chocolate dick has me mesmerised, dickmatised; fully whipped!
Wish I was there so you could hear my soft moans in response to your loud groans.
Wish I could hear you grunt and groan as you finally bust your nut!
Wish I was there so I could see the expression on your face, when that thick and creamy nut erupts.
Wish I was there to clean you up, lick every single drop.
An outlet that enables the inevitable release of pent-up frustration, stress and that feeling of just needing to let go.
We can vent, we can cry to a friend, partner, lover, confidante, or a soulmate.
We can stand in the middle of a park, on top of a hill, rooftop even then scream and shout at the top of our lungs.
We can be mellow and use our creative side to make, write, draw, or compose something.
We can practise spirituality, meditation or be at one with nature.
Or you can take it to another level and indulge in some hardcore debauchery and fuck like crazy!
Whatever your preferred mechanism for release, please make sure you take the time needed to release that pent-up frustration, stress and that feeling of just needing to let go.
I hope you are all enjoying the October sun; an extra shot of vitamin D is always welcomed!
Have you ever found yourself in a “now or never” situation?
You’re dancing with a very cute guy, he’s very into you as you are him; you’re both very much caught up in the moment and the promise of things to come is there for the taking, it’s just a question of when and where.
In my latest piece “On The Road”, Monique finds herself in a now or never situation with a real cutie that doesn’t look like a now or never type of guy. Should she run the risk of scary him off with her freaky behaviour or should she play it cool and wait for him to make the first move…?
Click the link and read about Monique’s dilemma in “On The Road”. Does she or doesn’t she…?
