Before I get inside you…

I’ll want a taste of you. It’s like the appetizer, getting you ready for what’s about to come. Besides you, that is. I love it when you let me go down on you. I really can’t tell you why.  Maybe it’s the feeling of knowing that you’re getting absolutely nothing, but pleasure out of it. And that it’s me who’s giving it to you.

The way you let me know I’m doing you right, is just so fucking hot. When you squeeze my head in between your legs so damn tightly. Fingers running through my hair, while you’re pushing my face against you as if I could get any closer than I already am. I can hear you panting so loud, it just tells me that I shouldn’t stop.

Then there it is. You let me know that I should. Not with words, but with your body language. The moment your eyes roll back, thighs quiver, and your grip on me loosens. I know I got it out of you. And as I look back up at you with that huge grin on your face, trying to catch your breath, I know I accomplished my goal.

*several images from vi.sualize.us…but also…did you click???

That’s what you wanted, right?

OH.  MY.  GOD.

Um.  YES.  Yessss…. (sigh)

A mountain suite. A boyfriend. Three days.

“Fingers down your spine,
my lips across your neck and
your hands in my hair.”
~Daily Haiku by Tyler Knott Gregson

~CLICK~

(excuse my scuffed up knees! As much as I would love to have some fabulous, sexy story attached to what happened…I um…don’t…DOH)

A date.

From the restroom I send you a picture.

As I slide next to you into the booth…a sideways glance.  Into your eyes…  I slip my fingers seductively into your mouth. Leaning in to whisper…

I want to fuck you.

You move your hand up my leg.  I open my legs ever so slightly, your hand sliding up my thighs.  Realizing I’ve taken off my panties…  So you can feel me..how wet I am.  Your fingers melt in…. I try to refrain from gasping.  Hips lifting slightly to meet your hand…  Trying to nonchalantly take a sip from my glass of wine.

My hand moves to your thigh.  Edging up the seam of your jeans…slowly.  Teasing.  Finally…squeezing you.  A gasp escapes from you…as you clear your throat in an effort to disguise the sound.

I want to fuck you….

(psst…did you click???)

~ xo

Vixen

  My Studmuffin of a boyfriend moved here 3months ago.  And while it’s been fucking fabulous having him less than 20min away (as opposed to across the US!)…we have both missed our weekend get aways like when he used to fly in monthly to visit.

So we are off for 3 days in the mountains….to one of the most fun and exciting mountain resorts.  The night life is exceptional.  They are known for their excellent cuisine.  I’m hoping we are able to tear ourselves away from our suite to actually enjoy some of the previously mentioned amenities.   *ahem*

And um…maybe we’ll remember to pull the camera out…
*wicked grins*

Do you remember….

Our first kiss….was unforgettable, passionate, brimming with desire…

The first time you lifted me up and threw me on the bed….

How every time you do my hips immediately rise to meet you…your mouth…your hips.

The first time we went out drinking together and I kissed you in the corner…

That time you couldn’t get up from the table…because you were so turned on.

Or the next morning…every morning…when I’d push myself into you…in the quiet darkness of the early morning, feeling your breath and lips against my neck, your hand on my hip…and your hardness pushing against..into me.

The first time we were laying together and I looked up into your eyes…smiled and whispered….hi. The adorable grin that came across your face.

Falling asleep naked…limbs intertwined.

The time in the nightclub you fingered me on the dance floor…in my little black dress.

You commented on how I notice the hot girls walking by almost! as much as you did.

How every time we went out at night…my panties somehow always seemed to be found in your pocket the next morning.

That time neither of us could nor wanted to sleep and we stayed up the entire night…until the sun began shining through the curtains…fucking…talking…exploring each others bodies, when you fucked my mouth…  How we couldn’t get enough of each other.

When you lifted me onto the counter, pushing my dress above my hips…my lace panties aside, fingers sliding inside…  Your lips against my ear, the whispers…the excitement.  …burying my face in your neck…gasping…biting… to muffle the moans as you pushed yourself deep inside.

Yeah…me too.

***As mentioned previously…many of my posts are not written in real time.  Although they are actual experiences.

~ xo

Vixen

My poor little dejected blog!

*blows off the dust*

I never posted any pictures from Halloween.  In fact, I never even mentionedt it!  Which…gah…HELLO…it’s only the most BESTEST holiday of the entire year!!!  Of course we went out!

“Abby” (does ANYONE watch NCIS??? …amazing how many people we ran into who didn’t know who she was! Duh!) and “Babydoll” (Sucker Punch)

(did you click by any chance???)

My sister totally rocked it as a clown!

Killer Medusa!

Winning! (*snort*)

Bigbird!

Ta-da! 

Ok…well, I’ll be back after New Years to show you holiday pics…  NOT!  Haha…I promise to try to be back a bit more.  I have some ideas for posts.  *wink*

~ xo

Vixen