Gentlemen: Thanks for looking at my profile. Married bisexual bottom seeking married bisexual top for dating, sex, and friendship. I don't drink or do drugs. My likes are music, art, and sex. My profile pic is how I see myself, but I look nothing like it. If you look at my gallery pics I drew them all. Being a amature artist 🎨 I found that I could l could create art of how I see myself being. I prefer to be on the bottom with my legs spreaded, on all fours being fucked doggie style, or riding my man's cock cowgirl style until he cums. I prefer a man who is married. I don't crossdress. I prefer to be naked with my man and to service him and his sexual needs. I also prefer a man who likes to kiss and make out. If you like to play golf, that would be great too. If this sounds good to you and you would like to get to know me further, please write either here or at the y(baby30046).
Until then
Naked hugs n kisses
Jessi
How I Would Give You A Blowjob
First, I would kiss you so slowly, and sensually--while caressing you with feather-light touches--until I get you so hot, the kissing becomes explosively passionate! I'd break away from your lips to start kissing your neck, then down your chest, to your stomach, and below...I'd nestle my face beside your cock--pausing there, to lightly glide my closed-lips slowly up your shaft to tease you. I'd kiss my way back down to the base...and further...past your balls, to your taint--the little strip of sensitive skin between your balls and ass--and I would kiss there too. Then, licking my way back up--I stop at your ball sack, gently pressing the skin between my lips, and tickling it with the tip of my tongue.
I'd start sucking on your balls--and with one, or both in my mouth, I'd pull my chin down for a gentle tug. Very slowly I'd inch my mouth up your shaft, open-mouthed, like a fish with a tongue--opening/closing along the way, with my gripping lips cupping your girth, creating tingling with my soft tongue. Moving up, from front to sides, my mouth inching up your cock, as if I'm french kissing it with adoration.
When my mouth reaches the head--I'd circle it with my tongue...open-mouthed, so I can tease you better. The tip of my tongue would dip into the tiny hole, where a drop of your pre-cum is sitting, just waiting to be licked up. Then, I'd surprise you by suddenly taking the entire head in my mouth at once.
The head inside my mouth helps get it wet, and with my gentle sucking, and swirling of my tongue--saliva builds. I push the wetness down your shaft with my engulfing, gripping lips. My mouth then finds a rhythm of moving...up/down, and up/down, repeatedly on your shaft--gliding, and sucking, while coming back to the head again, and again, to swirl it with my tongue on every upward movement.
After sensing you're really getting into it, I make a change--to draw it out, and build intensity. This time, with my mouth closing over the head again, my hand starts simultaneously stroking your shaft--ever so lightly--but it needs more wetness. On the next up movement, my fingers come over the head, and into my mouth, touching the head as I lick both--getting my fingers wet enough to glide up, and down your shaft easily, while simultaneously sucking the head.
I first start stroking your shaft between my thumb and two fingers, stimulating the front, and back only--then, I lick my whole palm, coating it with sloppy, wet saliva, and I grip your cock in a gentle fist-hold, with all four fingers, and thumb--stroking my hand up/down, and up/down repeatedly. Then my lips glide down a little further past the head, to meet my stroking fist, resting my lips flush on top of my gripping fingers--mouth and fist become one, moving as one--gliding up/down, and up/ down repeatedly as one.
As incredible as this dual movement makes you feel...you'll begin to think..."this really just needs to change"--because it's starting to feel like teasing--as your cock is now rock-hard, and craving my mouth to move past the head, and all the way down your shaft as far as it will go. So, just when you can't stand it anymore...that's when I suddenly remove my hand, and my mouth slides down your shaft all the way...till the head hits the back of my throat!
Sliding my mouth up/down, and up/down...then UP--and on the next down...when you least expect it...I thrust my head ALL the way down--forcing your cock down my throat! I relax my throat enough to open for you, allowing me to deep-throat, face-fuck you. Having most of your length down my throat creates a ton of saliva, leaving my mouth dripping wet. I push that wetness up, and down your shaft repeatedly with my closed, sucking mouth.
I'll continue this wet sucking till I sense you just can't stand the slower speed anymore. My wet mouth then finds a rhythm that builds, and builds, as I gradually increase the pace. Your rapid breathing, and moaning, tells me you are reaching bliss--that I'm at the optimum speed...getting you closer, and closer...then higher, and higher, and higher...until you fucking explode in my mouth!!!!
Your blast hits the back of my throat--some gushing out, running down your cock, while I diligently lick up every last drop. I collapse beside you--because I came with you--a shattering, non-stimulated orgasm--because your shooting cum made me so fucking hot!
I gently caress you again with feather-light touches, as your heart comes back to normal. You can tell I really got into giving you a blow job--as if I were making love to your cock with my mouth. Knowing I truly desire your cock, and enjoy pleasing you, makes all the difference--giving you the best blow job of your life!
Nude Poetic Solitude
Alone in my garden this morning,
Just before the sun rises, the moonlight begins to dim.
I remove my robe to reveal my naked body to the nature around me.
Unfettered, I stand beneath the azure sky,
Caressed by gentle whispers of the passing breeze.
Embracing vulnerability, unburdened and spry,
A dance with solitude, where inhibitions cease.
In nature's embrace, I find solace profound,
As foliage rustles with a melodious hum.
Each leaf, a partner in a dance so astound,
In this intimate union, my spirit is thrum.
The dew-kissed petals, blushing in softest hues,
Mirror my essence, raw and unabashed.
With open arms, I invite the world to peruse,
As nature and I converge, our souls enmeshed.
Birds lend their chorus, a symphony so grand,
As sunlight caresses my bare, fearless skin.
A tapestry woven, hand in nature's hand,
Where judgments cease, and acceptance begins.
For in this garden, stripped of all facade,
I am one with the earth, its secrets I glean.
Revealing vulnerability, I find my applaud,
A moment divine, where authenticity convenes.
So I bask in this freedom, this sacred morn,
Unclad and unbounded, an ode to self and earth.
In unity with nature, my spirit reborn,
As dawn's first light reveals its boundless worth.
USA,
Gwinnett
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