Sapphic Voices Romance

Declaration

Ok, these are the things I want you to know. You may read this, or choose not to. You may respond to this, but if you don’t, well, I guess that’s ok too. I just need to say it, ok?! I spend too long holding it all in, pretending everything is fine, when it’s not. You see, I’m not like you. You might be able to ignore what you feel, cheat yourself into believing things are different then they are. But I can’t, you see. I’m the kind of person who can’t let go, who loses sleep over these things. And I lost some sleep over this one, I can tell you that. I keep thinking it over and over and over. And nothing ever changes. We go out and have a good time, and whether I really have fun or just play along, I always go home feeling like this. Empty. Yes, empty and aching, these are the words that describe it most accurately. And what for? Because I keep feeling sorry for myself? Because I can’t get over this? What? You want me to be clear about things? Tell the truth? Well, here it is. I LOVE YOU. Do you believe me when I tell you this? You’d probably say yes, but I don’t think you do. Do you know how it feels to love you? To love you and never have kissed or even touched you? To lie awake at night and to think about how it would feel to have you lie right next to me? How it would be to hold you close and softly kiss the inclination where your neck and your collarbone meet. To feel your lips touch my ear and to hear soft moans escape from between them. To pull you closer and move my hand to touch your face and feel the softness of your cheek. Oh God, I can’t believe how beautiful you are. To feel the whole of my body ache to kiss you, yet prolonging the agony because it’s such a turn on. Our lips touch, and the fragility of the moment makes me want to cry. Your hand is moving up and down my back. I pull closer and our legs intertwine as our kisses become more passionate. I pull my face away but our eyes meet and you instruct your tongue to draw me back in. I feel so hot and horny. You are closer than I ever dreamt of. My hands move down only to pull your shirt back up with them. For a second, I see a glimpse of insecurity across your face. I reassure you by pulling you on top of me. I let my hands wander across your back and ass while our tongues move in synchronized circles. Your breathing is heavy and fast when you move your lips to my earlobe and start to alternate sucking with playful little nibbles. When my hands move under the elastic band of your boxer shorts to grab your ass, I can hear you hold your breath for just a moment. When I move my hands to knead your firm round ass, a soft moan escapes you. I move my lips to your ear and whisper to you how much I want you. How much I have wanted you all these years. How many times I have thought about touching you like this. Don’t hold back, just let yourself go. You kiss me and our kisses become wilder and wetter. You roll over on the bed so that I am on top of you, moving your tongue out of my mouth only long enough for you to pull my shirt over my head. The touch of your breasts against mine turns me on enough to make my nipples to become totally hard. I move my mouth down to your breasts and take your left nipple into my mouth. I feel your body arch towards me, you move your head back into the pillow and you close your eyes. When my teeth pull your nipple, you move your hand to stroke my head, allowing you to control the force with which I pull. I move my head back up to kiss you. Your eyes open and you look at me like I just woke you up out of a deep trance. Your hands touch my breasts. Applying pressure with your palms, your thumbs caress my erect nipples. One of my hands is on your breast, and I use the other to try and pull your boxers down. You decide to not give up this last piece of clothing without a struggle and we start to roll around the bed trying to pull each other’s underwear off. One moment you are on top of me, and the next, I am on top of you. I try to distract you by touching and kissing you as many places as I can. I’m stronger than you are and I am finally able to pin you down as I sit on your stomach. I win. You don’t look like you are willing to give it up yet, though. I move my head down to your right nipple while keeping your arms pinned down firmly. You pretend to try and free your arms but I can see how turned on you are by this involuntarily submission. I let go of your arms and start to kiss my way down to your stomach. When I pull down your underwear, I feel a shiver going through your body. My hands stroke the insides of your thighs, and I take my time to kiss and lick the sensitive area between your lower abdomen and your upper leg. I spread your legs and move between them. Your breathing quickens in anticipation of things to come. Eat me, please, you whisper. I dive into the wetness of your cunt. I slowly move my hot wet tongue down from the opening of your vagina to the tope of your clitoris. Your moaning becomes constant and it is such a turn on for me. I move one hand down between my legs and pull down my underwear as well. I start mimicking my tongue’s motions with my hand. It turns you on most when my tongue circles your erect clitoris, so I use my free hand to slip a finger into your vagina while I continue to work your clit with my tongue. You’re very wet inside, and I easily slip a second finger in. Your vaginal muscles try and push my fingers out and the force needed to push them back in makes me feel extremely powerful. I can see that you are approaching an orgasm fast as your body starts to try and wiggle out of the way of the constant pressure of my tongue. I slow down the motion of my fingers to prolong the moment, but as soon as I do your out-of-breath voice tells me to go faster again. I take your clit into my mouth and start to suck it, which nearly pushes you over the edge. It takes three more pushes of my fingers to make you come. It is so powerful that your body starts to shake all over from the sudden outburst of energy. I move out from between your legs and take you in my arms. You shiver all over and I hold you until you fall asleep. You struggle against the sleep because you want to give me my turn too, but I tell you to go to sleep because I know there will be plenty of time for that in the morning.
So there it is. I’ve said what I wanted to say. How did it feel to read my fantasies? Did it turn you on? Did you picture me and you doing it as you read it? If not, forget I ever mentioned it. If you did, maybe we should talk about it sometime. What do you say? I’ll bring the shirts, if you wear your boxers?

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