Aussie Tradie
I don’t want to give you something you’ve had before, oh no I want to do things that you’ll never forget. I want to do things that when your alone and your mind starts to wander you can’t help smiling and blushing at the memories. When your at work, on the train, down the park I want you to squirm and tingle, maybe even rub your thighs together as you recall the memories of my tongue tracing every inch of your body. If you’ll only open your body to me I’ll open your mind.

I don’t want to give you something you’ve had before, oh no I want to do things that you’ll never forget. I want to do things that when your alone and your mind starts to wander you can’t help smiling and blushing at the memories. When your at work, on the train, down the park I want you to squirm and tingle, maybe even rub your thighs together as you recall the memories of my tongue tracing every inch of your body. If you’ll only open your body to me I’ll open your mind.

After another arduous week I really think we both deserve to spoil ourselves. I know you’ve already done a power of things this week but I need you to do a few more things for me. If you could just leave your legs slightly parted that would be appreciated. If it’s not too much trouble I need to relax. I need you to focus on the long stroke of my tongue, concentrate on the feel of it gliding along your skin. Now if you feel like you need to moan or swear feel free, but in return I need you to let me taste your sweet wetness. Also at some stage, no hurry though if you could maybe let me slide my tongue inside you while you cum for me that would be magnificent. I hope this is not too much of inconvenience.

After another arduous week I really think we both deserve to spoil ourselves. I know you’ve already done a power of things this week but I need you to do a few more things for me. If you could just leave your legs slightly parted that would be appreciated. If it’s not too much trouble I need to relax. I need you to focus on the long stroke of my tongue, concentrate on the feel of it gliding along your skin. Now if you feel like you need to moan or swear feel free, but in return I need you to let me taste your sweet wetness. Also at some stage, no hurry though if you could maybe let me slide my tongue inside you while you cum for me that would be magnificent. I hope this is not too much of inconvenience.

Feeling particularly ravenous today. Craving the taste your  wet  swollen  pussy savoring the warm smoothness you against my tongue. I would recommend removing those knickers or risk having them ripped from your body as I take what I need.

Feeling particularly ravenous today. Craving the taste your wet swollen pussy savoring the warm smoothness you against my tongue. I would recommend removing those knickers or risk having them ripped from your body as I take what I need.

This is no time to be apprehensive, to find the rarest treasure you have to do some exploring. This is what I crave today. No slow teasing torment today, no today I need to devour. I need the sweetest and most abundant nectar from the deepest part of the flower. I want to watch her legs tremble as my tongue slides deep down inside her. Listen to her moan as my tongue flicks and swirls at places that are normally only reserved for her fingertips. Hearing her gasp as my nose buries between her cheeks and my whole mouth inhales her most sensitive  places. Slurping and sipping at every droplet of sweet  wetness  that  drips from inside her. Letting the tip of my tongue flick and stroke against her swollen clit before taking it between my lips and massaging it. I crave the feel of a wet swollen pussy pulsating against my mouth as you scream out in pleasure. This is not to much to ask for is it?

This is no time to be apprehensive, to find the rarest treasure you have to do some exploring. This is what I crave today. No slow teasing torment today, no today I need to devour. I need the sweetest and most abundant nectar from the deepest part of the flower. I want to watch her legs tremble as my tongue slides deep down inside her. Listen to her moan as my tongue flicks and swirls at places that are normally only reserved for her fingertips. Hearing her gasp as my nose buries between her cheeks and my whole mouth inhales her most sensitive places. Slurping and sipping at every droplet of sweet wetness that drips from inside her. Letting the tip of my tongue flick and stroke against her swollen clit before taking it between my lips and massaging it. I crave the feel of a wet swollen pussy pulsating against my mouth as you scream out in pleasure. This is not to much to ask for is it?

Maybe it was was the sudden heat of her breath radiating off the bed sheet against her cheek. Maybe it was the masculine sounds from behind her, the guttural groan of man obsessed with taking what was needed. Whatever it was, she was suddenly acutely aware of where she was. The last hour had been a lust filled blur. From the moment he moved forward and she felt his strong rough hands caress the back of her neck drawing her into him. To the first graze of his scruffy chiseled chin brushing again cheek as he whispered into her ear ” I need to feel you cum for me”. She had been totally lost in a haze of passion, of wanton  uninhibited lust. She barely recalled him kneeling between her thighs gently easing  them apart. Her soft feminine skin tingling beneath his masculine hands. The ache she felt between her legs as she saw the predatory glint in his eye as his mouth moved in toward her swollen pussy. Moans, groans, panting, swearing, screams, gut wrenching orgasms, a scramble of emotions. She had been on top, on her back, on all fours, he had flipped her, twisted her, pulled her hair, gently teased her. Her parched lips had screamed aloud words which normally she would barley be able to whisper. Had the salty droplets of his precum corrupted  her mind as she greedily lapped at his twitching cock.
            As if waking from a dream her eyes focussed. She could feel her heart racing in her chest. What would people think, the normally immaculate groomed hair nothing like the matted tangle of the present. Her normally shy,  timid persona a lifetime away from the wanton woman who minutes before had stretched her legs as wide as she could and furiously slammed her fingers into her dripping cunt at his request. A wry smile escaped her lips, if they only knew. With arse wiggling high up in the air, her swollen pussy dripping in anticipation, tightly gripping the bedsheets she turned her head “Don’t be gentle” she purred.

Maybe it was was the sudden heat of her breath radiating off the bed sheet against her cheek. Maybe it was the masculine sounds from behind her, the guttural groan of man obsessed with taking what was needed. Whatever it was, she was suddenly acutely aware of where she was. The last hour had been a lust filled blur. From the moment he moved forward and she felt his strong rough hands caress the back of her neck drawing her into him. To the first graze of his scruffy chiseled chin brushing again cheek as he whispered into her ear ” I need to feel you cum for me”. She had been totally lost in a haze of passion, of wanton uninhibited lust. She barely recalled him kneeling between her thighs gently easing them apart. Her soft feminine skin tingling beneath his masculine hands. The ache she felt between her legs as she saw the predatory glint in his eye as his mouth moved in toward her swollen pussy. Moans, groans, panting, swearing, screams, gut wrenching orgasms, a scramble of emotions. She had been on top, on her back, on all fours, he had flipped her, twisted her, pulled her hair, gently teased her. Her parched lips had screamed aloud words which normally she would barley be able to whisper. Had the salty droplets of his precum corrupted her mind as she greedily lapped at his twitching cock.
As if waking from a dream her eyes focussed. She could feel her heart racing in her chest. What would people think, the normally immaculate groomed hair nothing like the matted tangle of the present. Her normally shy, timid persona a lifetime away from the wanton woman who minutes before had stretched her legs as wide as she could and furiously slammed her fingers into her dripping cunt at his request. A wry smile escaped her lips, if they only knew. With arse wiggling high up in the air, her swollen pussy dripping in anticipation, tightly gripping the bedsheets she turned her head “Don’t be gentle” she purred.

Seriously look at this casual bastard. Grab her thighs, pull her close and kiss her passionately. Suck on a nipple, suck on her neck do something. Anyone this casual gets way to much action.

Seriously look at this casual bastard. Grab her thighs, pull her close and kiss her passionately. Suck on a nipple, suck on her neck do something. Anyone this casual gets way to much action.

My pussy is throbbing, and soaking wet... All I can think about is riding your face, oh how I'd love to shove your throbbing cock in my mouth. I need to cum, can you help me?
Anonymous

Well it does disturb me to see a damsel in distress, I think you should message me privately and we will see what we can do about your predicament.

I love the dynamics of this position. Tumblr seems a tiny bit obsessed of who is dominate when it comes to sex. Honestly I couldn’t  care less who  thinks  they are in charge. Personally  at certain times I feel the urge to be forceful and domineering, other times I’m happy to be led in direction she desires. And then there are these perfect moments for me this position is perfect. She can grind her pussy onto my hungry mouth if she feeling she needs it harder or I can take all her weight as her legs shake and tremble as her orgasm draws closer. I don’t care who’s in charge as long as my chin as matted with the sticky sweetness of a multitude of screaming orgasms I think we can both declare ourselves the winner.

I love the dynamics of this position. Tumblr seems a tiny bit obsessed of who is dominate when it comes to sex. Honestly I couldn’t care less who thinks they are in charge. Personally at certain times I feel the urge to be forceful and domineering, other times I’m happy to be led in direction she desires. And then there are these perfect moments for me this position is perfect. She can grind her pussy onto my hungry mouth if she feeling she needs it harder or I can take all her weight as her legs shake and tremble as her orgasm draws closer. I don’t care who’s in charge as long as my chin as matted with the sticky sweetness of a multitude of screaming orgasms I think we can both declare ourselves the winner.

Thank god for that! While I would never neglect my unwavering passion for eating pussy, if in the throngs of passion you happen to reach down to grip my hair and you find it drenched in sweat feel free to pull the duvet back just that little bit. Trust me it’s all good, I would rather pass than stop before I’ve tasted at least one or two orgasms, and I’m  pretty confident what I’m doing should be enough to keep you warm.

Thank god for that! While I would never neglect my unwavering passion for eating pussy, if in the throngs of passion you happen to reach down to grip my hair and you find it drenched in sweat feel free to pull the duvet back just that little bit. Trust me it’s all good, I would rather pass than stop before I’ve tasted at least one or two orgasms, and I’m pretty confident what I’m doing should be enough to keep you warm.

I think it would be remiss of me to try and isolate a sexual position as being a favourite, but let’s just say this one is high up there on the list of desired activities which require my attention. There is nothing like gazing down at the perfect curves of a round bum, the smooth skin marked by strong fingers grasping what is mine. Watching your wet lips slowly spread and then encase my shaft as it glides inside you. Feeling your pussy stretch and contract as my balls bounce against your clit. Gazing intently as I slowly withdraw seeing your sweet wetness coating the ridges and veins of my twitching cock. Gripping a handful of breast, squeezing an erect nipple as I plunge myself as deep and hard as I can time and time again. I can’t accurately say this is my favourite  but it’s bloody high up the list!

I think it would be remiss of me to try and isolate a sexual position as being a favourite, but let’s just say this one is high up there on the list of desired activities which require my attention. There is nothing like gazing down at the perfect curves of a round bum, the smooth skin marked by strong fingers grasping what is mine. Watching your wet lips slowly spread and then encase my shaft as it glides inside you. Feeling your pussy stretch and contract as my balls bounce against your clit. Gazing intently as I slowly withdraw seeing your sweet wetness coating the ridges and veins of my twitching cock. Gripping a handful of breast, squeezing an erect nipple as I plunge myself as deep and hard as I can time and time again. I can’t accurately say this is my favourite but it’s bloody high up the list!