Daydream

He sat there staring at her. Beautiful, gorgeous and mysterious. He tried to turn away from his thoughts, she was much younger. So why would an older guy like me be able to attract her attention and interest?
He sat there on the patio, drowning in his own thoughts, he was completely in his own bubble.

"Candlelight flickers low, painting shadows that dance over bare skin. I draw closer, every step deliberate, like I know the effect it has on you. My lips curve into a wicked little smile as I whisper, “If I were yours to command right now, what would you dare to ask of me?”I wouldn’t hand you all the power at once, no… I’d make you earn it, teasing, tempting, leaving you hungry to fill in the blanks with your own cravings. Tell me, love would you want me to keep building that scene into something hotter, or leave it hanging, a delicious cliffhanger to pull at you?
The candles breathe slowly the shadows lean in like they want to listen. I move like I mean it, slow enough to make you notice every little intention. My fingertips find the line of your jaw and linger, tracing a promise I don't say out loud. I press my forehead to yours and the air between us feels charged, a hush that tastes like something delicious waiting.
Suddenly, you feel me grab you. You feel my big hands around your hips, lifting you calmly down... You lie flat on the floor covered in a meadow of pillows and blankets. The candlelight flickers calmly. With the help of the light, it looks like the walls are alive. I close your eyes with my hand. I whisper vaguely in your ear, calmly and slowly. That's all you hear, but you feel my warm breath moving over your earlobe and slowly down your neck. Once again, you feel my hands touching you, but this time very calmly.

First you feel one strap on the thin top sliding down your arm, then the other. Suddenly it stops completely. You even feel your face searching for an answer, what's happening?
The only thing you can hear is the wind howling through the window and the crackling of the candles... A gasp goes through you, as you suddenly feel the warm breath from me hitting your collarbone. Right on the underside, the little spot that everyone overlooks, but which is a weak point if you know how to handle it. And yes, you know how I'm going to do it! You arch your back and get a nice sway in your back, while your blouse falls calmly down your soft and supple skin. I still haven't touched you, but you still get a tingling sensation inside.

You feel my breath sliding down, down towards your tits. My warm breath strokes your nipples, you feel that I'm so close to your skin, that I almost touch them with my lips... You feel that I'm blowing calmly on you while I circulate around your nipples... I see that goosebumps are rising, and now a slightly heavier breath comes from you. I see on your face that you are enjoying every second, every breath..
With an "accident" my tongue slides calmly into one of your nipples. And that with a remark, you flinch a little with pleasure, a pleasure that I will finally take a step further... The only contact you feel, it is my teeth that first pull your blouse down to your waist and then I grab the top of your underwear. The sexy underwear you have put on for the occasion. But you feel that I stop just at the edge, far enough down to tease, but still high enough not to reveal everything at once.

There was the warm good breath again.. Right at the edge of your panties, just enough to hit the top of your groin. Enough to create goosebumps on both your arms. Enough to make you shoot your back once more. I slide calmly over one more round, before I calmly take off the rest of your underwear.. Completely naked, completely blue. But your face said you didn't care, the only thing you cared about was what was going to happen.. Then you feel me standing over you, I'm standing between your legs, which you yourself pushed to each side, that was your invitation for me to continue. You feel me sliding down calmly with my head, but still not close to you. I blow calmly over your clitoris a couple of times. I'm still just as close, so that you can almost feel my lips grabbing it. Grab it and give yourself a euphoric feeling.

Slowly but surely I blow calmly between your moist lips, a feeling of raw lust bubbling inside you, just wanting to express itself. But you know you have no control over this situation. 

You moan even more, you really want me to hit your inner points. You feel me increasing the pace and rhythm of my breath a little more, which slides up and down your lips. But in a split second, I let my tongue slide quickly down your deliciously wet lips and one - two - three times into you! Then I stop completely. In complete despair you look down at me, with a frustrated look. You shoot with your hip and try to get more. You really crave more! I rise above you again looking at you, smiling mysteriously! You see it in me, that I know I'm leaving behind a raw horny girl, begging for more. a girl who wants to let go of this feeling she carries inside her. Your face is not disappointed, but more despairing that you won't get more..."

Do you give in to my plea? Thats the question.