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My Ideal Person I have no type - but it would be nice if there's an attraction - physically and emotionally. I have a mild preference for c cup or larger, but really I love all breasts! Ultimately it's all in the attitude for me... kind, playful, and naughty....someone who prefers to be the seducer and guide the events to their pleasure.
Tell one of your favorite sexual fantasies. Don't hold back!:
We're at a restaurant in a corner booth. I'm wearing
a wrap-around top, and it's quite a bit loose on top,
enough to display some of my cleavage from my soft chest.
I shift my weight in my seat, which unknowingly twists open
my top further to reveal a part of my lacy shelf bra. Only
from your angle, can you make out the silhouette of my slightly
exposed breast...a hint of the darker flesh of the areola...
the buried jut of my hardened nipple. You don't tell
me I'm exposed. Instead you grab furtive glances,
transfixed by my hidden treasure. Finally, I catch your
glance at my chest, and look down to see what occupies your
eyes. I notice the fabric has fallen away a bit. So I reach
for the neckline to adjust, but instead of fixing it, I ease
it up even further. The soft cotton gapes open. Now one of
my breasts is in complete full view of your eyes, naked to
the air. If not for the booth, a passerby would have intimate
knowledge too. I smile knowingly, and continue to talk
as if nothing is out of the ordinary...what caused the morning
traffic jam...a colleague's antics...the weather.
And it's this juxtaposition, one of mundane chatting
against an aroused exposed breast that creates a deep eroticism
in that very moment. You want to reach out, lovingly cup
that breast, but hold back, and instead top up our wine glasses
with Chardonnay. A toast. And the clink of our glasses sends
a subtle vibration that travels from the stem of the glass
to my fleshy mound in the form of a slight quiver. I reach
into my glass with my fingertips, transferring droplets
of wine onto my collar bone. Gravity does its job, and a small
golden river descends down my chest, slopes along the curve
of my breast, catches on the velvet texture of my areola,
and forms a growing droplet of translucent liquid on the
tip of my nipple. Being the polite person that you are, you
want to help clean up the wine, and lean in and lightly flick
your tongue to taste the sweet juice that's hanging
delicately. I feel your tongue's warm wet friction
against my erect flesh which sends an electrifying and
pleasurable shot to the insides of my thighs. Oh how I'm
aching now to have you squeeze, rub, press your lips against
me, and suckle my aching throbbing mounds. The thought
of this overtakes us both, and we quickly make a hasty exit.
Three minutes later the waiter arrives at the booth with
the entrees, but the booth is empty.
What location do you fantasize about for a sexual encounter?:
A bed, The beach, The middle of a park, An airplane, A dark back alley, A movie theatre, A remote wilderness spot, Under a waterfall, My desk at work, A swimming pool or hot tub, A store dressing room, An elevator, A hotel room, Anywhere
What types of sexual activities turn you on?:
Giving Oral Sex, Receiving Oral Sex, Mutual Masturbation, Voyeurism, Massage, breastfeeding/suckling
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Sexual Orientation:
Bi-curious
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Looking For: Women |