Autumn is one of my favorite seasons.
I know that a lot of people, especially here in the north, don’t like the fact that the days are getting shorter and shorter. Sometimes the only chance to see some daylight is to either go outside or look out the window between 11 a.m. and 3 p.m. The rest is just pure darkness.
But what makes me love this season is the candles you can light, hearing the wind howling outside during an autumn storm while you cozy up on the sofa with a nice, big, warm cup of cocoa (and maybe something a little stronger mixed in ;)).
I LOVE my cozy clothes!
Big, warm sweaters and huge, fluffy socks that make it feel as though your feet are wrapped in little blankets. Even though I get cold easily and am almost always freezing, I love skipping the bra and panties when I put on my cozy clothes.
I know that showing skin can be very sexy, but there is something about a pair of natural breasts underneath a soft sweater.
Not visible, but visible enough in shape that you can make out their curves and perhaps catch a little hint of a nipple…
Seeing myself like that truly makes the weatherman warn of humidity. To clarify, the humidity doesn’t come so much from looking at myself in the mirror. It comes from knowing that my husband always gets excited seeing me like that. And somehow, knowing that he wants me makes me feel even warmer. š
My favorite situations involve sitting on the sofa, perhaps with a cozy blanket and a thick sweater. The sweater needs to have buttons in the front. That’s important! Because I LOVE showing just a little something. Maybe a bare foot pokes out from underneath the blanket. Maybe part of a naked leg. Or perhaps even a tiny part of my behind gets “accidentally” uncovered when I deliberately turn to adjust myself into an even cozier position. š
Even though he thinks I don’t notice…I DO KNOW! I can feel the glances. The quick little looks. And they are truly working their magic on me.
I simply cannot help myself. I start feeling warmer and warmer. And what do you do when you get warm?
Well…
You let the blanket slip down just a little more. And maybe, just MAYBE, a button or two has somehow magically become unbuttoned, revealing a little more of my braless cleavage than originally intended.
And that is when the glances turn into gazing.
By this point, I normally fail miserably at pretending I don’t know what’s happening. The reason is simple. I can see that my little game is having exactly the effect I hoped for.
And knowing that I am the reason for that reaction is one of my biggest turn-ons in life. That’s when my innocent little act falls apart completely.
No more pretending not to notice.
No more acting like a perfectly innocent girl who has absolutely NO idea what she’s doing.
Because believe me…
I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT I’M DOING! š
By this time, I normally fail to act like I don’t know what’s going on. The reason for this is simple…something is growing underneath my beholder’s pants, and that makes ME the beholder. I just love watching it grow, and knowing that I am the cause is more or less my biggest turn-on in life. And that’s when my innocent little act falls apart.
No more pretending not to notice. No more acting like an innocent girl… By this time, my mind is completely focused on what’s growing, and the same urge awakens every time. The effect this particular urge has on me is that my mouth starts to water… I know because I automatically start licking my lips.
I love these moments because they aren’t complicated. They don’t require any courtesy or complicated mating rituals. My mouth wants something, and sitting in front of me is a man who has exactly what it wants. It doesn’t have to be more complicated than that. Just as simple as two pieces of a puzzle that fit perfectly together.
It’s hard to describe what goes on in my head when I open my mouth and, with slow and gentle movements of my tongue and head, begin to feel how things are growing even more. It’s like a thousand things and just one thing at the same time, but eventually it all blurs together into one thing: pure pleasure.
If there were such a thing as a mouth orgasm, I would basically have one at that point. In a way, I think I do, because my mouth always waters so much, and I can also feel how my tongue contracts to make things tighter.
I could stay forever in this autumn position. Cozy… warm (HOT), super wet (in two places), with my mouth and throat filled with my favorite thing. (Yes, throat… as I get excited, I really love going deep.)
Perfect things seldom last, though. (But if they’re replaced by something even more perfect, that’s a good thing. ;))
Normally, by now, a battle is taking place inside my body. In one corner, a hungry mouth. In the other, a screaming weatherman under an umbrella. Both of them want it ALL, but only one can have it at a time.
I never really get involved in their argument, which mainly consists of both of them screaming:
“ME! ME! ME! ME!”
I know that eventually the weatherman will get the upper hand, and when he yells
“TSUNAMI!”,
it’s time to accept that the mouth has had its fun and my downstairs is getting ready for the big ride. Everything is still so simple. Nothing fancy or a demanding circus position involving me standing on my hands or anything like that. Just something hard and something wet, one pair of legs together and another pair spread on top. The hard inside the wet, and then a slow but firm ride into the wilderness.
I love autumns.
Conclusion
“Keep it simple.”
I need to remind myself of this over and over again.
The reason is that I love experimenting, discovering new things and exploring different experiences.
And because of that, I sometimes forget how much I love the simplest things.
No toys.
No scenes.
No harness.No complicated preparations.
Just two people, a little desire, a comfortable sofa and a good saddle. š
Perfection.
Angelina’s Rating š
Riding: š š š š š ā 5 out of 5 kisses
Love you all!
Angelina š
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It grabbed my attention as soon as your delicate foot showed itself under the blanket. You know I adore the sight of your graceful and sensual feet, they make me dream. I’m sure your husband never remains indifferent to this sight either. I have a question!!! You know that many people will read your deepest secrets and enjoy your incredible shapes and hot curves. Sometimes, when you are quite sexy, when you are alone or when you are with your husband, do you have a desire for someone to watch you from the side and witness your unbridled passion. Would that turn you on even more? That was definitely very erotic, very passionate and very hot. Take my ššššš. I would give you a thousand, but I don’t know if your scale would allow it šš
I love the way your mind works and Iām sure your body is going along for the ride and what a lovely ride it is hope to read more of your thoughts?š¤Æ