Welcome to another episode of Bedtime Stories with Salty Vixen. Tonight’s story is titled “Sir, I need you to…”. Dear My Doctor, My Alpha Male, My Dom, Sir…do you search for me by day, your gaze scanning each bustling and haunting scene, your eyes hunting for a glimpse, roaming to the rhythm of the hunger coursing in your throbbing flesh and pounding veins?
Do you wake in the dead of night, your gleaming body sculpted from our monochrome dreams, yearning to find my sensual softness by your side, longing to feel my wanton desire arching back into your heat?
You are the only one who I loved. You already knew that, Sir… let’s begin…
I need your mouth.
I need your mouth on every inch of my shivering skin, on the rosy peaks of my breasts, on the delicate hollow of my hips.
I need your mouth on my cunt.
I need you to kiss me, lick me, devour me with ravenous abandon until I come .
– Hot and hard – on your tongue.
And once your lips and beard are sodden with my lust, I need you to slide your naked cock deep inside my secret flesh. I need you to take and fuck and own this dripping sex until I moan and whimper, until I curse and invoke the almighty, until I scream over and again your name, until you fear the thrusts of the untamed animal possessing his prey might tear her shreds.
I need your mouth; I need you. I need it all so desperately I can barely think or breathe or live.
