I would hopefully make eye contact with the person to see if their eyes were signaling me to join them. As we continue to stare at each other I'd begin to slowly slide my hands inside my bra to firmly cup and expose my fully ample breast while squeezing, twisting, pinching and pulling my hard and erect nipple. If the person sends an obvious signal from their eyes and the smile on their face that they are enjoying watching me as much as I am enjoying watching them, then and only then will I be seated and raise my skirt, spread my caramel thighs and begin to touch and part my swollen moist lips as I begin to expose and slowly strum my hard, pointy, pink, glistening clit with the outside edge of my thumb. Just as we allow our minds to absorb each other's sexual energy through vision and touch, we would begin to prepare our bodies to radiate all of the intense erotic thoughts and feelings racing through our minds that will soon bring our bodies to a convulsing climax. So yes I would watch and hopefully we would end up watching each other masturbate.
Big Bad Wolf by the Heavy
I have a few great places to masturbate but my favorite place is when I'm all alone in my king size bed, lying there drawing an erotic figure eight with my sweet bare caramel ass rubbing against soft cotton lavender scented sheets. The only audible sounds flowing through the room are the deep moans and soft whimpers my throat tends to eject as a result of the sounds I try to process in my mind as my first two trembling fingers begin tracing tiny circles across the taunt hooded skin that covers my pointy, pink, slippery, sensitive clit.
The other great place I like to masturbate is in my shower leaning against the wet steamy glass walls with my thighs spread wide, my right leg propped up on the shower bench as my left foot is planted firmly on the pebble shower floor. My back is slighty arched as my hooded exposed clit begins to throb and ache from the pressure of warm water pulsating from my hand held shower sprayer set at maximum speed. The overwhelming sensations are a result of the contact of warm water hitting my sensitive swollen clit while my wet body trembles and my head shakes from side to side causing me to slowly slide down the glass walls to the wet shower floor. The result causes warm thick fluids to escape from my tight biting pussy walls and flow down the inside of my thighs which surely makes the shower my second favorite place to masturbate.[/size
I have a few great places to masturbate but my favorite place is when I'm all alone in my king size bed, lying there drawing an erotic figure eight with my sweet bare caramel ass rubbing against soft cotton lavender scented sheets. The only audible sounds floating through the room are the deep moans and soft whimpers my throat tends to eject as a result of the sounds I try to process in my mind as my first two trembling fingers begin tracing circles across the taunt hooded skin that covers my pointy, pink, slippery, sensitive clit.
The other great place I like to masturbate is in my shower leaning against the wet steamy glass walls with my thighs spread wide, my right leg propped up on the shower bench as my left foot is planted firmly on the pebble shower floor. My back is slighty arched as my hooded exposed clit begins to throb and ache from the pressure of warm water pulsating from my hand held shower sprayer set at maximum speed. The overwhelming sensations are a result of the contact of warm water hitting my sensitive swollen clit while my wet body trembles and my head shakes from side to side causing me to slowly slide down the glass walls to the wet shower floor. The result causes warm thick fluids to escape from my biting pussy walls and flow down the inside of my thighs. Guess this surely makes the shower my second favorite place to masturbate.
I like it when the writer starts off with a strong buildup. When they can bring me into the room with them while making me feel the gentle kiss, touch or act of intimacy. I want to feel the very words that I see on the screen. Feel the sun, and see the moon, stars and the horizon they describe in the story. When a writer can take me there, making my heart beat rapidly inside my chest, sometimes cause tears to flow down my face or cause sweet juices to flow down the inside of my warm caramel thighs, then for me it's a total and complete turn on.
I had the wonderful opportunity of meeting Pam Grier aka "Foxy Brown" and the late Mahalia Jackson, Bobby Womack. I met Ms. Jackson on stage as very young child during one of her stirring performances and Mr. Womack and Ms. Grier at my workplace. Those are memories I will cherish forever.
I love the immense pleasure and pain I receive from wearing NIPPLE CLAMPS. It's the heightened anticipation of the level of sheer arousal and stimulation I feel when they are applied to my hardened yet sensitive elongated and puffy dark caramel nipples. When doing housework or the dishes I sometimes where nipple clamps to achieve a level of orgasm from nipple stimulation and the movement of my breast up and down and side to side that is truly amazing and turns me on. The sensation of my sweet, wet and warm juices that seem to effortllessly flow down the inside of my thighs feels so erotic and sensual that it causes me to retreat to the comfort of my bedroom or shower to delight in total release and ecstasy. I enjoy nipple play as a form of foreplay or during sex that takes me not only to the edge but over the edge. The clamps allow me to feel complete pleasure with a twinge of pain that causes my nipple to not only become engorged but also extremely sensitive to the touch. As a result of that sensitivity they always seem to be hard and more prounounced while feeling wonderfully aroused as they brush against the soft cotton material of my sundress or blouse I am wearing. So I guess I like wearing NIPPLE CLAMPS.
As a woman I LOVE BEING FUCKED STANDING UP. Thinking of so many ways to be fucked standing up simply drives me wild. Standing with my face against the wall and my hands held high over my head and fingers spread wide and my thighs spread even wider as he slides his body down my back against my curvey caramel colored ass while feeling his cool breath on my neck as he traces the curve of my back with the tip of his wet tongue and roughly raises me off my feet as he thrusts his pulsating rock hard cock inside me is one of the sexiest ways he can fuck me standing up. Now when he reverses my body and pins my back against a wall and continues to kiss down the center of my belly after gently biting my nipples as if he was a baby nursing from my full ample full breast for the first time, I love being fucked standing up. Slowly moving back up my body to nibble on the right side of my neck as he firmly grabs my left thigh and gently raises my left leg high enough to place my foot on the dresser next to me. Standing on my tippy toes as he shoves his stiff cock inside me, my warm juices begin to run down my leg. Suddenly I hear the deep growl from the depths of his soul and I think to myself how I love being fucked standing up. My final thought of being fucked standing up would be for me to be standing at my kitchen sink looking out of the window at a big old 100 year oak tree with my hands tightly gripping the edges of the counter. Gripping the counter as tightly as I possibly can for leverage while he stands behind me with both of his hands covering my heaving breast and twisting my protruding nipples he begins thrusting his throbbing rock hard cock so deep inside me so roughly that he literally lifts me off my feet with each powerful thrust . Well I guess by now you've get it that I LOVE BEING FUCKED STANDING UP.
*removed by moderator* As time passed and even until this day I still enjoy touching myself in all the right places and experiencing those same wet sensations between my caramel thighs as I read all the romantic, erotic and passionate poems and stories written by some of the most talented writers in the world here on LUSH.
I prefer a noisy partner just because it turns me on. I think it's a way for him to express the joy he's feeling as he not only receives but is also giving me pleasure. I like to hear him give me instructions as to which way he wants my ass to turn. Right, left, up, down, sideways, head pressed in the mattress or facing the wall. No doubt I can accommodate all of his requests. Where and how he wants me to touch my breasts, nipples, pussy and my ass or better yet tongue his cock, balls, nipples or even his ass. Hearing him describe all the things he is doing to me out loud as my eyes are open or I'm blindfolded is an extra special turn on for me. Now if he's singing a sweet love song to me as he's fucking me he will surely have my thighs dripping with both of our juices. If he can talk dirty to me everytime he plunges his cock hard against the walls of my pussy or pulls my hair and controls my head as the tip of his cock touches the base of my throat, then he will have me moaning loud enough for the cops to come knocking at our door and for all our neighbors to know both of our names first, middle and last. So yes I like a noisy partner but I like to refer to him as my noisy lover. The discreet lover certainly comes in handy when we're having sex outside against a tree or if he has me bending over the railings on the balcony or the hood of his car, then it's best for all concerned that we are both very discreet. We surely don't want to go breaking any laws now do we???
I've never had the pleasure of receiving a love bite but because I am a true giver of passion I have given a love bite to a lover before. It was a few years back, I was making passionate romantic love, riding him hard on top, cowgirl style facing him. As we looked into each other's eyes knowing that our bodies were about to explode with hot wet pleasure, I began to shiver and shake while he seemed to push so hard inside me that it felt as if he was trying to push straight thru the roof of my hot wet pussy. We were talking dirty to each other, moaning and whimpering when we both began to cum causing my body to rise up and fall forward onto his chest hard. I traced his clavicle with my warm wet tongue from left to right before I started to bite the skin over the same area, careful to barely break the skin and make a bite mark hard enough to leave a lasting mark on him as I sucked his skin as hard as I could into my mouth. That action caused a reaction I did not expect. Suddenly he began to release the hotest cum I've ever felt and in return I released the largest amount of cum I had ever released. It was the most intimate, raw and animalistic feeling that I have ever experienced, having the taste of his hot, wet, raw flesh in my mouth. I was completely out of control and marked him to show my love, my passion for him and to let him know that he caused me to loose control of myself. I ran into him a year ago and he whispered into my ear as he gave me a big hug that he still bares the mark and everytime he sees it he gets a raging hard on as he remembers making the most passionate love he has ever made in his life and that it was the first and last time he has ever been bitten.
DON'T CRY CAUSE IT'S OVER, SMILE BECAUSE IT HAPPENED... Dr. Seuss
The taste of cum is not palatable to some for a number of reasons and understandably so, but for me it's an acquired taste that is simply amazing. It really depends upon my mood, the atmosphere, my lover, the emotional feelings we have for each other and the erotic sexual intensity we're both trying to create for each other. For me it's part of a culmination of an entire erotic sensual experience that involves the touch, taste and ingestion of cum from both of us. The texture and temperature of cum is an intriguing factor in this hot blissful experience of tasting cum. I love to explore the multiple textures of cum, both creamy and sheer while feeling the elasticity of it between my index finger and thumb. I like the way it glistens on my lover's face when the lights are off or puddles on the outside crotch of my panties. Now the temperature is another factor because the warmth I feel as it, rolls down the caramel skin on my ass or wells up in the cup of my inward navel. Sometimes it acts as a nourishing moisturizer on top of my hard large dark nipples or explodes against the walls inside my throbbing pussy and gently bathes the back of my throat which is simply breathtaking. So I guess by now you can tell I like the taste of cum.
One of the most sensual ways to have sex is fully clothed. Love it when he gently pushes my head and shoulders down on the table and hikes up my straight skirt or flips my wide sundress over my round caramel ass and slowly takes me from behind. In return I love to squat down before him and look up into his eyes as I hear the sound of his zipper being pulled down. We're both careful not to spill a drop on us. So yes I like having sex with clothes on.
One day in a department meeting I sat across from a supervisor. I wore a form fitted white blouse, tight black pencil skirt, 6 inch heel black patent leather pumps, silk stockings with a garter belt and no panties. I rarely wore panties to work. He asked me a question that required me to stand. I then uncrossed my legs and spread my thighs wide enough and long enough for him to get a good long hard look at my pussy. I knew I flashed him good because his facial expression changed to a sexy smirk as he began to sweat and choke. He never asked me another question and I never flashed him in a meeting again. He didn't have to, he got to see my pussy anytime he wanted because we had the steamiest romance for several years. So yes, I have flashed a guy before.
Don't Run by Oscar nominee, Terrance Blanchard from his cd Magnetic.
My favorite scent is my natural female scent when I'm sexually aroused, but storewise my favorite cologne scents are: For winter I like Estee Lauder's KNOWING, Spring and Summer its Estee Lauder's WHITE LINEN and Liz Taylor's WHITE DIAMONDS and year round it's Dior's J'ADORE and Philosophy's PURE GRACE. For my man it's Geoffrey Bean's GREY FLANNEL and Paul Sebastian's PS. I not only wear particular scents seasonally, I also wear them according to the function I'm attending or the time of day.
Just before dawn with nothing but a robe on, I'd like to have him riding my curvey ass while I'm bent over the rear deck rail. I'd like to spoon just around noon on a quilt as he roughly pinches my nipples, kisses the back of my neck while he slowly enters me from behind at least a hundred times. Just before nightfall I'd love to have him prop my curvey ass up against a big old oak tree with my dress bunched up under my chin, my legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he slides my panties to the side and thrust himself deep inside me while the tree bark scrapes against my caramel colored ass. Just after midnight I'd love to stand completely naked behind a barn with my eyes blindfolded, my hands above my head bound with a leather belt and my thighs spread wide as he kisses every inch of my body and makes me beg him to have his way with me till I cum. SO YES, I'D LOVE TO HAVE SEX OUTDOORS.
ROSES ARE RED VIOLETS ARE BLUE
CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW MANY WAYS
IN MY HEAD I DREAM OF FUCKING YOU
ROSES ARE RED VIOLETS ARE BLUE
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA
HOW MANY TIMES IN MY DREAMS
I'VE MADE PASSIONATE LOVE TO YOU
ROSES ARE RED VIOLETS ARE BLUE
I BET YOU CAN'T BEGIN TO COUNT
HOW MANY TIMES IN MY DAYDREAMS
I'VE ACTUALLY FUCKED YOU
Love to hear him belt out a throaty MOAN as he enters me from behind with my thighs spread wide as I lean over the dresser in the bedroom. Love to hear him SCREAM four letter words as he thrust deep inside my pulsating warm pink sugar walls. If he stares down at me and looks deeply into my eyes as I'm kneeling down before him about to make him see the moon and the stars and he MOANS and SCREAMS out my name, it's only icing on the cake!!! Guess the answer to the question is yes I like both a MOANER and a SCREAMER. He can both MOAN and SCREAM instructions to me all night until the early morning light!!!
Bernie Mac, "The Mac Man" is my favorite comic. He died a few years back but I still listen to his tapes or catch him on youtube whenever I can. He had a way of keeping things real and as he would say, "Tellin' it like it T.I.S.!!! He would cuss up a storm but he was like that uncle that comes over for the holiday and before he leaves a fight has broken out because he said something truthful about a relative that no one else had the courage to say. Once I had the flu and a temp of 102, but that did not stop me from going to the comedy show, I sat slumped down in the chair and laughed my ass off.
The sexiest thing a girl could wear to bed would be a short silky/lace gown that lets her nipples poke thru the lace openings and skims her curvey round ass, along with her "Come Have Your Way With Me" natural sexual scent and a seductive smile.
Sometimes I find the guy behind the beard sexy and the beard just makes him sexier. I love a guy with a close shaved and pampered beard and moustache. When I'm close to him and going in for a kiss, I love to smell a hint of his aftershave on it. I love the way it touches my face and love it even more when his beard brushes against my rock hard nipples as he stares into my big brown eyes, grabs my ankles, firmly parts my legs and begins to slowly move between them as his beard gently grazes the inside of my caramel colored thighs. When he comes up for air, I love to taste and smell my own sweet juices dripping from his sexy beard as I gaze at the way those same sweet juices glisten on every strand of hair on his beard. SO I GUESS THE ANSWER IS YES I FIND BEARDS SEXY
A man who makes love in his socks!!! A total immediate turn off to me. If we are about to make love , I want to feel every inch of his skin touching my skin!!! Only if he has me bent over a piece of furniture or standing with my hands over my head and my body against a wall about to have sex fully clothed, will I excuse his socks being on.
I like my man to be a "NICE GUY" in the street and a "BAD BOY" in between my sheets!!! It totally turns me on when he thinks, I think he's a super "NICE GUY" but I know deep down inside he's got a little "BAD BOY" hiding inside of him just waiting for the right woman to allow him to come out and play. I want him to be warm, loving and compassionate to me and a gentleman at all times but when it's time for me to have my ass in the air and my face to the sheets or bent over the kitchen sink, is when I want him to allow me to feel the BAD BOY come out of him and enter the "BAD GIRL" in me. Nothing violent or too painful, just give me as much "BAD BOY" as I can take.
OLDER!!! Definitely older for me. They are kinder and gentler and romance is always on their mind as they can surely rise to the occasion. Older men know what they want, how to get it and how to grant a woman's desires. They know how to touch all the sensual spots on a woman's body to make her hot. They can take you over the edge and back while patiently waiting as you ride waves and waves of orgasms. Whether they're in perfect health or need that lil blue pill to keep them stiff, they'll surely give you the ride of your life!!!
Jose Cuervo Tequila: Three shots and you're in big trouble Baby!!! Hold on for a wild ride...
Tall Passionate: I'd like him to be tall enough to make me feel like I'm climbing the world's tallest mountain as I wrap my warm moist thighs around his waist while he inserts his pulsating cock inside me and passionate enough to make me scream out his name as we both plunge over the edge as we stand in the middle of a large dimly lit room.
Panic! At The Disco's "Miss Jackson"... I saw them perform on The Queen Latifah show and they were incredible and full of energy. His voice reminds me a little of Rob Thomas. Check them out on Youtube.
Being a LUSH virgin, I've learn a great deal about people on LUSH by reading every word on their profile before we become friends . I will not accept a friend request if they do not have a profile with information that tells me if we at least have anything in common. With that said, if the person is being truthful on their profile it can offer keen insight into who and what they are truly like. Sometimes reading profiles and thinking you have things in common with a fellow Lushie does not always ring true. I've discovered that by the loss of a few people that I thought had prospects of becoming really good friends with me by what was on their profiles. Looking back at what they did or did not place in their profile often helps to understand why they unexpectedly disappeared from the site, why communication ceased or why we are no longer friends on LUSH. Yes I read profiles once, twice and sometimes three times.
