Man

LodCamiliano

1981-05-13

Threesomes, Clubs, Bi Play, Group Sex, Parties, Women, Couples, Transgender

Single

New York

United Kingdom

Moat of what I’m about can be found on my FetLife page, with this username.

Most days, I like my playmates to have a brain, a heart and a soul. The connection of minds is often the most powerful one of all.

Other days, like today, warm, quiet and dreary, I crave something far less lofty and far more depraved.  It’s safe, so I let my demons come out and play. I fantasize about the things I would do, were consequence and logistics a moot point.

I think about you entering into a room of our own, as excited as I am after weeks of impersonal chatting. I want to see the excitement in your eyes as I tear your clothing to shreds off your body and throw them in the corner like the discarded refuse they are. I want to taste the hunger in your mouth and the quickness of your breath as we kiss. I want to run my tongue over the deep bite marks I’ve left on your neck.

I want to lick on your nipples as they stand at attention and hear you gasp as the pleasure of my tongue flows through you. I want to feel your pelvis writhe as I run my fingers over your glistening pussy. I want to feel you grow wetter and wetter at my touch and bathe in your juices as I massage your g-spot. I want to see you open your cunt and ass to me to show how much more you want.

I want to hear the desperation in your voice as you beg me to allow your worship. I want to feel your mouth travel down my body as your hands caress my full, heavy balls and enjoy the satisfaction of your tongue running up and down my shaft. I want to moan from feeling you deep throat me as you finger my ass.

I want to be unable to contain myself as I flip you over onto your back and force your knees to your ears. I want to see the amazement and joy in your eyes as you take more of me into you than you thought you could. I want to pound you like the little piece of fuck-meat you’ve been telling me all this time you want to be. I want to hear your screams and moans and laughs as all your pent-up cravings get satisfied.

I want to tie your wrists to your ankles and keep you bent in half, so that I can grind your face into the sheets as my cock slowly works its way into your deepest parts. I want you to lick my cum off of my fingers after I’ve scooped it out of your ass and wiped it all over your face.

I want to see the hungry need in your eyes as you empty your bladder into the glass cups in the room. I want to taste your piss all over your heaving, naked body and hear the involuntary gargles you make as you struggle to swallow mine. I want to fill all your holes with my cum and see you collapse from the overwhelming sensation of your own multiple orgasms.

I want to keep you as my cock-sleeve and cum slut. I want to make you crawl around on a leash after me as I decide who of your friends I might want to share you with next. I want to see your depravity and lust on full display. I want to hear you beg for this experience and more. I want to do it all again and again until neither of us can take another moment of sensory bliss.

It’s days like these that imagination can be a demon’s best friend