Standing on the step stool, she adjusted the camera again. She had to get the perfect angle. Spying through the eyepiece, the large bed came into focus. She could see herself in the mirrors on the octagon headboard. The mint green of the walls cast a soft hue to the white lace curtains visible beside the bed. The summer breeze wafted softly through the room. The deep green marble furniture added masculine angles to the softness. The bed was soft and inviting, with large pillows decorating the invitation. The candlelight creating shadows and romance to the look. Everything seemed perfect through her lens.
"Ok," she said out loud to herself, "let’s see if this is good."
Pushing the red button, the lights began to flash ‘recording’. Nervous excitement tingled inside her. She couldn’t believe she was actually going to do this. This was not like her, or was it? She lay down on the bed and moved around playfully, smiling at the camera, testing the light and visibility. After all, what good was a sexy video if he couldn’t see anything?
Checking the camera, she tried to judge the better angles. Smiling to herself, watching her playfulness, she had renewed confidence. Not only would she love this, but he would as well. Of that she was sure.
"Hi, Baby," she whispered into the microphone on the side of the camera. "I thought I'd share a fantasy of mine with you," she continued boldly. Smiling wickedly to herself, she went on, "I'm going to record myself for you, I'm going to allow you to see me, to watch me, and feel me, up close…" she smiled, wickedly bright, "…and personal."
She finished by walking over to the nightstand efficiently. "What I need for you to do for me is take everything out of your package and place it before you and then go get a cup of hot water to warm the butterscotch for a little bit." She finished as she placed her own pouch of candy in the water she had ready. "As you can see, my water is very hot" she held up the steaming cup for him and shot him a cocky look.
"Don't go disappointing me already now, lover" she said sassily, demanding his immediate submission of her fantasy. Hoping his adventurous sexuality would come out to play with her. Walking around to the bed, she climbed atop the white lace bedspread and smiled sexily at the camera.
"Hi baby," she whispered seductively, "I hope you’re ready for this."
Slowly, she knelt up, showing him her body clad only in red. The red velvet choker around her graceful neck set off her long, wispy curls escaping from the knot atop her head; her eyes glowing with excitement, her full mouth matching her attire smiled seductively at him. Her skin glowing and soft against the thick plush fabric; red velvet bra panties hiding the treasures of her womanly body; red silk stockings hugging the soft skin of her creamy thighs.
She looked good and she knew it. Kneeling before him, she smiled sweetly. Leaning over to a place he could not see from the camera, she put on some soft music.
Smiling wickedly up at him, she began to sway slowly to the rhythm of the music.
"I can see you, lover, sitting there," she began to seduce him. "I can see you watching me, wanting me," she smiled knowingly, wickedly, confident he was sitting there as in her thoughts, aching for her.
Moving her body to the rhythm of the music, swaying slowly back and forth, lost her in dreams. She closed her eyes and dared her body to speak to him – seductively, slowly swaying.
"I've been dreaming of your touch, your passion," she breathed out softly. She began to touch her face. "I can feel your hands on me, see the way you look at me." Her eyes searching through her mind for his, she looked through to reach him, the pureness of her yearning visible on her flushed features, his face before her, looking at her, into her with such needful tenderness.
His golden eyes speaking to her. Dark hair falling sexily over his strong brow. The strong angles of his face, softened by faded freckles scattered across his straight nose. Full lips, so soft and pink, turned up at the edges in a sexy grin, are enhanced by the soft darkness of his tapered gotee.
Licking her lips instinctively, she continued, "I want to kiss you," running her fingers softly against her lips, her mouth suddenly watering, her tongue reaching out to taste him. "I get so lost in your kisses," she moaned softly, her fingers pressing against her lips harder, wanting to suck the juicy essence she knew was there, his mouth always wet and delicious.
A small whimper escaped her as his passion heated her yearnings.
"I can feel you," she whispered achingly. And she could, she could feel the emotion within herself for him, feel her own passion bubbling within, needing to be unleashed by him again. Her eyes pooled at the emotion he provoked within her. She submitted to this passion, this unbridled need for him, she could not fight it, it overtook her intensly.
Moving her finger inside of her mouth she kissed him back, wrapping her tongue around his, tasting him, tasting his passion so deeply. Her body was ignited anew from his passionate kisses, his hunger taunting her own, feeding the fire, her fingers twirling and dancing with her tongue, softly suckling his, her mouth glistening and moist for him.
A small moan escaped her as he began to kiss her face softly. She remembered the feelings so vividly, reliving them here before his eyes. Her mouth opened slightly she fell back to sit on her feet. Her head arched up for his kiss, eagerly offering herself, sliding her moist finger across her face, she continued to feel his kisses. His mouth lavishing her heated flesh, his teeth nibbling at her seductively, teasing her delicously, wanting her to moan for him. She submitted willingly, moaning deeply within her soul.
His lips slid across her cheek to her ear and began to slowly suckle her tender lobe.
"Oh God" she whispered to him like so many times before. Feeling the heat of his body pressing closer to her, hearing the jagged rhythm of his breath next to her ear, feeling the texture and onslaught of his tongue sucking at her, tormenting her. She was aflame with desire.
Opening her eyes she looked at him, desire and yearning evident in her gaze. "I want you," she implored him, her breath heavy, she continued to touch herself before him. Her hand began sliding down her long graceful neck as she felt his tongue lapping at her, heard his moans of pleasure as her head fell back giving him total access to her tender neck, his mouth making love to her body, her flesh, her desire.
Her body quivered in ecstasy as he tantalizingly nibbled a path downward, sucking her breath in sharply at the delicious aching he provoked within her with his teeth, the feelings producing waves of pleasure cascading down deeply into her belly, spreading like a blanket warming her, moistening her.
His bold need bit into her, showering the strength of his body onto her tender flesh. She was escalating out of control. She felt him teasing her into submission, licking and kissing the hollow of her neck, nibbling along her collarbone and shoulder.
He slowly slipped off her bra straps, exposing her shoulder to his warm kiss. She could feel him delve into the junction of her neck and shoulder, working his passion onto her so deliciously, moving down the length of her soft arm, he kissed every inch down and licked his way back.
She could hear his soft chuckle, feel him teasing her with the delicious timber of the sexy sound, playing on her skin. Her body was aflame as surging, passionate waves surged through her.
"Oh…" she moaned out loud as his mouth worked its way toward her breasts.
He slowly slid her bra off her breasts, exposing her beauty to his hungry eyes. Looking up at him, she hugged herself shyly, at first, and she felt beautiful sitting there before him. Trust and passion brought a soft smile to her lips. Slowly, she began the slow path toward her aching peak, feeling him suck it into his mouth greedily, she moaned loudly, "Mmm lover, have I ever told you how wonderful it felt to have your mouth here?"
Pinching herself hard, she continued moaning. "That's so…" she instinctively gasped loudly, as she felt his teeth scrape her sensitive peak "…delicious lover… felt so good…" she finished in a squeak as she pinched again, harder still, feeling his teeth sinking into the flesh of her bud, she moaned loudly for him.
Pinching again… "I want you," she said seriously, looking right at him, she allowed him to see her need, her want, her desire for him, her body trembling with it, exposed and vulnerable, losing control. She needed to focus on her task.
Gasping for breath now, she slowly moved back on the bed. Rolling onto her belly, she stretched out to look at him through the mirror on the headboard and gather some things from the nightstand. "Okay, Lover," she purred at him, kicking her red stocking feet in the air, "it’s time to play. This is my fantasy, so I'm gonna ask you to follow along."
She sat up eagerly, excitement evident in her energy. Smiling brightly, passionately up at him, she continued boldly. "In your package you should have everything I have here." She smiled wickedly imagining him looking through the package with renewed pleasure. "I have two packs of butterscotch, one for you and one for me," she giggled, this was becoming very fun to her.
She bubbled with wickedness. "And here we have a nice little toy, which I must say, I'm keeping to myself." She laughed openly continuing, "but, I’ll tell you what I'm gonna do for you lover," she purred enticingly, making him want to know what she had done with all the things now in his possession.
