Dirty thoughts of a clean mind

Dirty thoughts of a clean mind

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One morning
He opened his eyes and immediately wondered when he would see her again. He let his surroundings sink in for a moment. The room. The view of the big city. The bed. He turned his head to the empty spot next to him. Her pillow still showed the indentation of her head. But she was gone.
He took in a deep breath as if trying to pull the last few remaining particles of her smell from the air and into his nose. He could sense her all around him. Even being alone in the room now he could virtually feel her weight on him. The taste of her skin was still seared into his lips. The sensation of her hand sliding across his body seemed almost real.
He exhaled, long and rather laboured, as the reality of the situation sank in again. He had tried to make sense of it many times before, never coming to a conclusion that didn’t result in a vice like grip closing around his heart. It was all so bitter sweet. The usual thoughts of what might have been and of life not being fair began to invade his head. Just like they always did.
Then the door opened and she walked into the room holding two take away cups of steaming coffee in her hands. The grip inside his chest slowly unclenched, letting his breathing return to normal. For now…
He pulled the sheet to the side to let her back into the bed. She smiled as her coat dropped to the floor and she slid next to him. This was the sweet part of the equation. It made the bitter one somewhat bearable.
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One morning

He opened his eyes and immediately wondered when he would see her again. He let his surroundings sink in for a moment. The room. The view of the big city. The bed. He turned his head to the empty spot next to him. Her pillow still showed the indentation of her head. But she was gone.

He took in a deep breath as if trying to pull the last few remaining particles of her smell from the air and into his nose. He could sense her all around him. Even being alone in the room now he could virtually feel her weight on him. The taste of her skin was still seared into his lips. The sensation of her hand sliding across his body seemed almost real.

He exhaled, long and rather laboured, as the reality of the situation sank in again. He had tried to make sense of it many times before, never coming to a conclusion that didn’t result in a vice like grip closing around his heart. It was all so bitter sweet. The usual thoughts of what might have been and of life not being fair began to invade his head. Just like they always did.

Then the door opened and she walked into the room holding two take away cups of steaming coffee in her hands. The grip inside his chest slowly unclenched, letting his breathing return to normal. For now…

He pulled the sheet to the side to let her back into the bed. She smiled as her coat dropped to the floor and she slid next to him. This was the sweet part of the equation. It made the bitter one somewhat bearable.

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Be nasty with me
Now is your chance. You can take advantage of me. I’m drunk and I have a care factor of 0. If there is something you’ve wanted to do for me or to me, now is the time. I won’t object and I won’t complain. If anything, I’ll encourage you. Because just like you, I’m a dirty, horny fucker. Especially now. The blood is pumping through me like a river out of control. Let’s take advantage of it…
Don’t be shy and don’t feel bad about it. It’s just you and I. Nobody needs to know what we’ll be doing or how nasty we will get. It’ll be our little secret. But I’m not looking for some nice and cute love making. I want to fuck. And I know you do, too. So let’s not waste time with romantic interludes, let’s get straight into it. I want my hungry tongue inside your cunt and I know you want to wrap your juicy lips around my hard cock.
And when we’re done tasting each other, it’ll be time for me to fuck you and for you to fuck me. I need to cum badly and looking at your dripping lips I can tell you need the same. So stop pussy footing around and let’s get into it. You, me, a bottle of Patrón, some lube and it’s on.
Oil me up, baby, and let’s party. The night is young…
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Be nasty with me

Now is your chance. You can take advantage of me. I’m drunk and I have a care factor of 0. If there is something you’ve wanted to do for me or to me, now is the time. I won’t object and I won’t complain. If anything, I’ll encourage you. Because just like you, I’m a dirty, horny fucker. Especially now. The blood is pumping through me like a river out of control. Let’s take advantage of it…

Don’t be shy and don’t feel bad about it. It’s just you and I. Nobody needs to know what we’ll be doing or how nasty we will get. It’ll be our little secret. But I’m not looking for some nice and cute love making. I want to fuck. And I know you do, too. So let’s not waste time with romantic interludes, let’s get straight into it. I want my hungry tongue inside your cunt and I know you want to wrap your juicy lips around my hard cock.

And when we’re done tasting each other, it’ll be time for me to fuck you and for you to fuck me. I need to cum badly and looking at your dripping lips I can tell you need the same. So stop pussy footing around and let’s get into it. You, me, a bottle of Patrón, some lube and it’s on.

Oil me up, baby, and let’s party. The night is young…

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An apology
"I’m sorry," she said, walking away…
That I wasn’t what you had hoped for.
That whatever I did never seemed to be good enough.
That my efforts were no match for your expectations.
That the harder I tried the more you demanded.
That my best was always just ordinary to you.
That my body never seemed to satisfy you enough.
That my heart didn’t give you the comfort you needed.
That my soul is not destined for yours.
I’m sorry - that I wasted my love on you.
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An apology

"I’m sorry," she said, walking away…

That I wasn’t what you had hoped for.

That whatever I did never seemed to be good enough.

That my efforts were no match for your expectations.

That the harder I tried the more you demanded.

That my best was always just ordinary to you.

That my body never seemed to satisfy you enough.

That my heart didn’t give you the comfort you needed.

That my soul is not destined for yours.

I’m sorry - that I wasted my love on you.

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Ask me
Ask me what I would do to have your smile warm my heart during those times when life is just about surviving.
Ask me what I would give to feel your hand on my cheek when comfort is so badly needed.
Ask me what I would trade to hear your peaceful breathing when sleep takes over your body.
Ask me what I would let go to see your face looking back at me in this sea of faceless people.
Ask me what I would sacrifice to touch your bare form with my own in the middle of the night.
Ask me any of these questions and you will hear one simple answer.
Everything
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Ask me

Ask me what I would do to have your smile warm my heart during those times when life is just about surviving.

Ask me what I would give to feel your hand on my cheek when comfort is so badly needed.

Ask me what I would trade to hear your peaceful breathing when sleep takes over your body.

Ask me what I would let go to see your face looking back at me in this sea of faceless people.

Ask me what I would sacrifice to touch your bare form with my own in the middle of the night.

Ask me any of these questions and you will hear one simple answer.

Everything

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Be quiet
Psst. Nobody knows we’re hiding. They didn’t see us sneaking away. They’re not aware of your panties on the floor, your legs around my back and my cock sliding in and out of you. And they can’t know. This stays between you and I. So be quiet. I don’t want to hear another word.
You better stop moaning or I’ll have to shove your pussy juice covered panties into your mouth. If we are discovered and I get interrupted from fucking you then who knows what that will do to me. Having to put my glistening cock back into my pants. Balls tight and aching for release. The taste of your shameless cunt on my lips. I suggest you don’t let it get to that.
If you have to bite my forearm to stay quiet then do it. If pushing your head into the pillows shuts you up then that will happen. But you will stop your desperate whimpering. Not a word out of your mouth. Take my cock and do it silently. This is not the time for your usual yelling and groaning. Right now we will fuck to the sound of silence until you cum hard like you always do. With your eyes locked onto mine and no words escaping your lips. And if you can’t manage to keep quiet yourself, then I will do it for you…
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Be quiet

Psst. Nobody knows we’re hiding. They didn’t see us sneaking away. They’re not aware of your panties on the floor, your legs around my back and my cock sliding in and out of you. And they can’t know. This stays between you and I. So be quiet. I don’t want to hear another word.

You better stop moaning or I’ll have to shove your pussy juice covered panties into your mouth. If we are discovered and I get interrupted from fucking you then who knows what that will do to me. Having to put my glistening cock back into my pants. Balls tight and aching for release. The taste of your shameless cunt on my lips. I suggest you don’t let it get to that.

If you have to bite my forearm to stay quiet then do it. If pushing your head into the pillows shuts you up then that will happen. But you will stop your desperate whimpering. Not a word out of your mouth. Take my cock and do it silently. This is not the time for your usual yelling and groaning. Right now we will fuck to the sound of silence until you cum hard like you always do. With your eyes locked onto mine and no words escaping your lips. And if you can’t manage to keep quiet yourself, then I will do it for you…

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So Needy
You’re horny. I can tell. Your eyes are darting all around, wondering if anyone has noticed. They haven’t, but I have. I know how you get when particularly filthy thoughts enter your mind. I’ve seen it many times before. The signs are very obvious. Your squirming on the chair. The restless crossing of your legs. Some accidental brushing of a nipple. Squeezing your thighs together just that little bit too much.
The time has come to leave and put you out of your misery. I bet I could make you cum right now from just rubbing your wet pussy through your panties. My guess is they are nicely soaked by now already. But you deserve more when you’re this needy. I know you want more. A few licks won’t do. A couple of positions won’t cut it. One orgasm most definitely won’t be enough.
Scratch me when I suck your smooth, tasty lips into my mouth. Bite me as I slam hard into you. Rub that pulsing clit harder than you ever have before. Suck on my cock like the first time it was in your mouth. Don’t hold back. No need to be gentle and loving. Do whatever you feel like and I can tell you feel like being nasty. It has to be dirty and messy to the point that the sheets will have to be burned afterwards. I love it when you’re like this.
Now that I’ve worked myself up into the same desperate state it’s time to go and fuck like we’ll never see each other again. But don’t worry, I’ll still love you in the morning!
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So Needy

You’re horny. I can tell. Your eyes are darting all around, wondering if anyone has noticed. They haven’t, but I have. I know how you get when particularly filthy thoughts enter your mind. I’ve seen it many times before. The signs are very obvious. Your squirming on the chair. The restless crossing of your legs. Some accidental brushing of a nipple. Squeezing your thighs together just that little bit too much.

The time has come to leave and put you out of your misery. I bet I could make you cum right now from just rubbing your wet pussy through your panties. My guess is they are nicely soaked by now already. But you deserve more when you’re this needy. I know you want more. A few licks won’t do. A couple of positions won’t cut it. One orgasm most definitely won’t be enough.

Scratch me when I suck your smooth, tasty lips into my mouth. Bite me as I slam hard into you. Rub that pulsing clit harder than you ever have before. Suck on my cock like the first time it was in your mouth. Don’t hold back. No need to be gentle and loving. Do whatever you feel like and I can tell you feel like being nasty. It has to be dirty and messy to the point that the sheets will have to be burned afterwards. I love it when you’re like this.

Now that I’ve worked myself up into the same desperate state it’s time to go and fuck like we’ll never see each other again. But don’t worry, I’ll still love you in the morning!

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Perfectly strange and strangely perfect
I should have seen it coming. The signs were everywhere around me. But for some strange reason I just looked past them. I was completely dumbstruck from the first day, mesmerized really, by her. It totally escaped me what was slowly developing in me. Not surprising really as at that point in my life that was not supposed to happen.
Then finally the penny dropped. Since that moment I decided to pay her back. I wasn’t going to be the only one living in this blur of constant desire, uncontrollable lust and eventually pure love. That’s the cocktail we’ve become. It’s a crazy mixture really, sometimes spiced up by a hint of jealousy, a dash of ego and a pinch of stupidity. Mostly on my part. But back to my point…
Sometimes the reality of what she has become to me comes over me at the strangest of times. I might be having a coffee watching the world rush by when it hits me or I could be sitting in the car waiting for the lights to change and suddenly it flushes over me. And to this day what we have still doesn’t make complete sense to me. There’s just no logic to it. I can’t quite explain ‘us’. But then, that’s love isn’t it? Often it’s weird and magically illogical. I do love it that way. Almost as much as I love her!
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Perfectly strange and strangely perfect

I should have seen it coming. The signs were everywhere around me. But for some strange reason I just looked past them. I was completely dumbstruck from the first day, mesmerized really, by her. It totally escaped me what was slowly developing in me. Not surprising really as at that point in my life that was not supposed to happen.

Then finally the penny dropped. Since that moment I decided to pay her back. I wasn’t going to be the only one living in this blur of constant desire, uncontrollable lust and eventually pure love. That’s the cocktail we’ve become. It’s a crazy mixture really, sometimes spiced up by a hint of jealousy, a dash of ego and a pinch of stupidity. Mostly on my part. But back to my point…

Sometimes the reality of what she has become to me comes over me at the strangest of times. I might be having a coffee watching the world rush by when it hits me or I could be sitting in the car waiting for the lights to change and suddenly it flushes over me. And to this day what we have still doesn’t make complete sense to me. There’s just no logic to it. I can’t quite explain ‘us’. But then, that’s love isn’t it? Often it’s weird and magically illogical. I do love it that way. Almost as much as I love her!

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The animal and its prey
Sometimes things just have to get dirty and nasty and out of control. The primal beast needs to be let out to hunt and ravage. That’s just nature’s way. You can let it bubble under the surface and try to contain it but sooner or later it will push out of you. The animal can’t be permanently locked up. The longer it is, the hungrier it becomes.
The beast in me is starving. It needs to feed on its prey. On you. I know my time will come soon. I’m counting the hours until then. With each passing minute my urge increases. My mind is in overdrive. The more I think about what I want to do to you the more forcefully this hot blood pumps through every part of my restless body. I want to please you. I want to love you. I want to fuck your brains out until you collapse in one hot, exhausted mess.
I can’t seem to think about anything else. It’s taking over all of my thoughts. Concentration is impossible. There is no focus. My mind is a blur of hot mouths, sweaty limbs and exploding orgasms. Over and over I replay it in my head. Every lick and thrust. Every drop of sweat and cum. Every resulting scratch and bruise. It will happen soon. Time just needs to hurry the fuck up…
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The animal and its prey

Sometimes things just have to get dirty and nasty and out of control. The primal beast needs to be let out to hunt and ravage. That’s just nature’s way. You can let it bubble under the surface and try to contain it but sooner or later it will push out of you. The animal can’t be permanently locked up. The longer it is, the hungrier it becomes.

The beast in me is starving. It needs to feed on its prey. On you. I know my time will come soon. I’m counting the hours until then. With each passing minute my urge increases. My mind is in overdrive. The more I think about what I want to do to you the more forcefully this hot blood pumps through every part of my restless body. I want to please you. I want to love you. I want to fuck your brains out until you collapse in one hot, exhausted mess.

I can’t seem to think about anything else. It’s taking over all of my thoughts. Concentration is impossible. There is no focus. My mind is a blur of hot mouths, sweaty limbs and exploding orgasms. Over and over I replay it in my head. Every lick and thrust. Every drop of sweat and cum. Every resulting scratch and bruise. It will happen soon. Time just needs to hurry the fuck up…

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My Slut
I know you like it when I call you that. Don’t deny it. It goes straight between your legs when I say it to you during inappropriate situations. With people around. In public. Suddenly my mouth meets your unsuspecting ear and I whisper it. My slut.
I’m very well aware what mental images that provokes in you. How that makes you think of yourself. You, that proper and highly appreciated lady. Always doing the right things. Being a model of decency and respect. When you hear me say it, it throws everything in your head upside down. All of a sudden you see yourself differently. Darker. Edgier. Bad. My slut.
Sometimes you try to deny it. You claim that you are not like that. But your body betrays you after you hear it. Every single time. When my hand pushes between your legs and my fingers spread you, there is never any resistance. The wetness flowing across my skin is all the proof I need. Your head wants to fight it but your body aches for it. Demands it. Lives for it. My slut.
I don’t deny you and I never will. I give you what you so desperately need. What you crave deep down in the darkest corners of your mind. It’s who you are. But not just for anyone. For me. Only for me. Because I’m the one who knows how to take the shackles off and set you free. I’m the one who needs to say it to you. I’m the one. And you are mine. My slut.
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My Slut

I know you like it when I call you that. Don’t deny it. It goes straight between your legs when I say it to you during inappropriate situations. With people around. In public. Suddenly my mouth meets your unsuspecting ear and I whisper it. My slut.

I’m very well aware what mental images that provokes in you. How that makes you think of yourself. You, that proper and highly appreciated lady. Always doing the right things. Being a model of decency and respect. When you hear me say it, it throws everything in your head upside down. All of a sudden you see yourself differently. Darker. Edgier. Bad. My slut.

Sometimes you try to deny it. You claim that you are not like that. But your body betrays you after you hear it. Every single time. When my hand pushes between your legs and my fingers spread you, there is never any resistance. The wetness flowing across my skin is all the proof I need. Your head wants to fight it but your body aches for it. Demands it. Lives for it. My slut.

I don’t deny you and I never will. I give you what you so desperately need. What you crave deep down in the darkest corners of your mind. It’s who you are. But not just for anyone. For me. Only for me. Because I’m the one who knows how to take the shackles off and set you free. I’m the one who needs to say it to you. I’m the one. And you are mine. My slut.

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She’s my ultimate pleasure
Apparently I’m not normal. At least that’s what I’ve been told by her on a number of occasions. My body reacts in certain ways when we’re together that I’ve never experienced before. I’m not sure if someone else would consider it normal or abnormal, but what I do know is that to me it finally feels right. And that has to be a good thing.
For me, what happens is not only about the physical act itself but also about the trust and comfort level that exists between us. Looking back now to when it all started I find myself quite surprised by how quickly I reached that level with her. It has steadily grown ever since.
When I’m with her and our bodies take over there is no embarrassment or feelings of self consciousness. There is no judgement or fear. Everything seems natural and spontaneous. That doesn’t come from any other place than the heart. My head is not concerned about any repercussions or guilty thoughts. All my body wants to do is please her. And because I truly love her, my heart makes sure all pieces simply fall into place.
I have a sneaking suspicion that these words will somehow find their way to her. I hope they make her blush a little, smile a lot and look forward to us being together again with the same excitement and lust that I always have burning for her. She rocks my world like no one ever has. It’s only fair I return the favor by giving her everything I have. What pleasure. What desire. What a woman!
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She’s my ultimate pleasure

Apparently I’m not normal. At least that’s what I’ve been told by her on a number of occasions. My body reacts in certain ways when we’re together that I’ve never experienced before. I’m not sure if someone else would consider it normal or abnormal, but what I do know is that to me it finally feels right. And that has to be a good thing.

For me, what happens is not only about the physical act itself but also about the trust and comfort level that exists between us. Looking back now to when it all started I find myself quite surprised by how quickly I reached that level with her. It has steadily grown ever since.

When I’m with her and our bodies take over there is no embarrassment or feelings of self consciousness. There is no judgement or fear. Everything seems natural and spontaneous. That doesn’t come from any other place than the heart. My head is not concerned about any repercussions or guilty thoughts. All my body wants to do is please her. And because I truly love her, my heart makes sure all pieces simply fall into place.

I have a sneaking suspicion that these words will somehow find their way to her. I hope they make her blush a little, smile a lot and look forward to us being together again with the same excitement and lust that I always have burning for her. She rocks my world like no one ever has. It’s only fair I return the favor by giving her everything I have. What pleasure. What desire. What a woman!

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That someone
We all want someone who can satisfy our mind as well as our body. Having either one or the other never works out. You absolutely need to have both to make it work in the long term. Finding that someone is not easy. Maintaining the balance once you have is even more difficult.
You need someone to challenge you mentally. Who understand how your brain and all its quirks work and then helps you to make sure no cobwebs build up. And also to prevent it from exploding at times. Both are equally as important. Not everyone can do that and you can’t expect them to. Only that special person you’re fully in tune with will be able to do it without losing their own mind in the process.
But all that is for nothing if the body is neglected. We need someone with the same hunger for satisfaction. Where boundaries exist only as markers on the way past them and hesitation and reluctance are unknown words. Someone as desperate as us to fulfil their deepest and most hidden lusts. Who will ask what you want and do it with the single purpose of surpassing your expectations. Who is not afraid to demand things from you, knowing you will give your body and soul to provide it for them and more.
That someone is worth searching for, no matter where you have to look. They’re worth waiting for, regardless of how long it takes. And they’re worth fighting for, irrespective of the cuts and bruises you pick up along the way. They’re worth it because they would do the same for you.
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That someone

We all want someone who can satisfy our mind as well as our body. Having either one or the other never works out. You absolutely need to have both to make it work in the long term. Finding that someone is not easy. Maintaining the balance once you have is even more difficult.

You need someone to challenge you mentally. Who understand how your brain and all its quirks work and then helps you to make sure no cobwebs build up. And also to prevent it from exploding at times. Both are equally as important. Not everyone can do that and you can’t expect them to. Only that special person you’re fully in tune with will be able to do it without losing their own mind in the process.

But all that is for nothing if the body is neglected. We need someone with the same hunger for satisfaction. Where boundaries exist only as markers on the way past them and hesitation and reluctance are unknown words. Someone as desperate as us to fulfil their deepest and most hidden lusts. Who will ask what you want and do it with the single purpose of surpassing your expectations. Who is not afraid to demand things from you, knowing you will give your body and soul to provide it for them and more.

That someone is worth searching for, no matter where you have to look. They’re worth waiting for, regardless of how long it takes. And they’re worth fighting for, irrespective of the cuts and bruises you pick up along the way. They’re worth it because they would do the same for you.

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So delicious
Is there anything tastier in this world than a horny woman? If there is, then I sure as hell haven’t found or eaten it. Nothing comes even remotely close to the flavour of a needy woman. I don’t mean just at any time but when she’s desperate for a cock. When just the thought of being penetrated by it starts her juices flowing and her pussy pulsing regardless of where she is at that moment.
Maybe she’s in a meeting trying to focus on the person talking. Or making dinner for her family with kids screaming all around. She could be standing in line waiting to pay for gas. There’s nothing sexy around and yet all she has on her mind is that hard cock. Precum slowly oozing from its tip. Balls tightening. Veins popping. She wants it in her hand. To feel the firmness. To see the skin move when she strokes it. To tease more drops out of it. She can see herself running her tongue along the ridge and licking up the escaping fluid. Tasting it. Savouring it. Wanting more of it.
But that’s not enough for her. She wants that cock inside her. To split her and fill her up. She needs to feel the weight of him on her. Pressing on her. Pushing into her. Taking her hard and deep. Using her body. Abusing her hungry pussy. She demands to be fucked. To be his whore. She has to feel his cum inside her. She would kill to taste it. She wants to explode until her body is sore all over.
When a woman is that turned on and can’t think about anything else, that’s when she tastes like nothing else. That’s when she’s my favorite dish. My favorite flavour. That’s when I know I’m in for a special treat…
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So delicious

Is there anything tastier in this world than a horny woman? If there is, then I sure as hell haven’t found or eaten it. Nothing comes even remotely close to the flavour of a needy woman. I don’t mean just at any time but when she’s desperate for a cock. When just the thought of being penetrated by it starts her juices flowing and her pussy pulsing regardless of where she is at that moment.

Maybe she’s in a meeting trying to focus on the person talking. Or making dinner for her family with kids screaming all around. She could be standing in line waiting to pay for gas. There’s nothing sexy around and yet all she has on her mind is that hard cock. Precum slowly oozing from its tip. Balls tightening. Veins popping. She wants it in her hand. To feel the firmness. To see the skin move when she strokes it. To tease more drops out of it. She can see herself running her tongue along the ridge and licking up the escaping fluid. Tasting it. Savouring it. Wanting more of it.

But that’s not enough for her. She wants that cock inside her. To split her and fill her up. She needs to feel the weight of him on her. Pressing on her. Pushing into her. Taking her hard and deep. Using her body. Abusing her hungry pussy. She demands to be fucked. To be his whore. She has to feel his cum inside her. She would kill to taste it. She wants to explode until her body is sore all over.

When a woman is that turned on and can’t think about anything else, that’s when she tastes like nothing else. That’s when she’s my favorite dish. My favorite flavour. That’s when I know I’m in for a special treat…

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To cherish or to regret?
She stepped out of the shower. Water ran down her body as she reached for the towel. She dried her hair before continuing down the rest of her body.
He observed her from the bed. Sitting on the edge he watched every move she made. He didn’t speak. He just wanted to fully take in this moment. Just in case he would never get the chance to again.
She hung up the towel and reached for her hairbrush when she noticed him looking at her. She smiled, somewhat uneasily. What was going through his head right now? She couldn’t read his face. He smiled back but still didn’t say a word. She began to brush her long, dark hair, now fully aware that his eyes were glued on her.
Did he have regrets? Did he wish last night hadn’t happened? Did he feel differently about her now? She felt confused and worried. The last thing she would ever want was for him to change his feelings about her. And about himself. Her heart beat faster reflecting her increasing anxiety.
"Come here," he suddenly said while standing up.
She put down her brush and walked over to him, naked with drops of water still glistening on her skin. Her mind was racing, yet he seemed completely calm. She stopped in front of him and stared into his eyes, barely being able to breathe. Time stood still for a moment or two. Then he reached up to her face and cupped her cheeks in his hands.
"I’d do last night again in a heartbeat. I would give my life for it," he said gently before his lips connected with hers.
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To cherish or to regret?

She stepped out of the shower. Water ran down her body as she reached for the towel. She dried her hair before continuing down the rest of her body.

He observed her from the bed. Sitting on the edge he watched every move she made. He didn’t speak. He just wanted to fully take in this moment. Just in case he would never get the chance to again.

She hung up the towel and reached for her hairbrush when she noticed him looking at her. She smiled, somewhat uneasily. What was going through his head right now? She couldn’t read his face. He smiled back but still didn’t say a word. She began to brush her long, dark hair, now fully aware that his eyes were glued on her.

Did he have regrets? Did he wish last night hadn’t happened? Did he feel differently about her now? She felt confused and worried. The last thing she would ever want was for him to change his feelings about her. And about himself. Her heart beat faster reflecting her increasing anxiety.

"Come here," he suddenly said while standing up.

She put down her brush and walked over to him, naked with drops of water still glistening on her skin. Her mind was racing, yet he seemed completely calm. She stopped in front of him and stared into his eyes, barely being able to breathe. Time stood still for a moment or two. Then he reached up to her face and cupped her cheeks in his hands.

"I’d do last night again in a heartbeat. I would give my life for it," he said gently before his lips connected with hers.

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You are…
You’re so pretty. I want to touch your skin.
You’re so charming. I want to kiss your lips.
You’re so stunning. I want to finger your pussy. 
You’re so gorgeous. I want to squeeze your tits.
You’re so lovely. I want to lick your juices.
You’re so attractive. I want to penetrate your ass.
You’re so wonderful. I want to fuck your cunt.
You’re so beautiful. I want to make you cum.
You’re one of a kind. I want you.
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You are…

You’re so pretty. I want to touch your skin.

You’re so charming. I want to kiss your lips.

You’re so stunning. I want to finger your pussy. 

You’re so gorgeous. I want to squeeze your tits.

You’re so lovely. I want to lick your juices.

You’re so attractive. I want to penetrate your ass.

You’re so wonderful. I want to fuck your cunt.

You’re so beautiful. I want to make you cum.

You’re one of a kind. I want you.

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Tears
The tears ran freely. In big streams they poured down her flushed cheeks and dropped to the ground in front of her. There seemed to be no stopping them. She wiped her hand across her face but it was to no avail. The salty rivers kept running.
She hadn’t expected him to say it. It had come out of the blue and hit her like an unannounced crazy summer storm. There was no escaping it now. Where had it come from? It was so sudden and without notice. How dare he just drop it on her like that?
She tried to collect her thoughts, to control the emotions shooting through her. Her heart was racing trying to keep up with her mind which was in overdrive. She had to reply. She needed to respond to what he had said. With something. Her entire body was straining for it, screaming in silence. Just say it. It was only the small matter of her mouth finally catching up.
Seconds felt like hours as she looked at him in disbelief. He didn’t say anything else. He just stood there, waiting. Then finally she replied.
"I love you, too!"
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Tears

The tears ran freely. In big streams they poured down her flushed cheeks and dropped to the ground in front of her. There seemed to be no stopping them. She wiped her hand across her face but it was to no avail. The salty rivers kept running.

She hadn’t expected him to say it. It had come out of the blue and hit her like an unannounced crazy summer storm. There was no escaping it now. Where had it come from? It was so sudden and without notice. How dare he just drop it on her like that?

She tried to collect her thoughts, to control the emotions shooting through her. Her heart was racing trying to keep up with her mind which was in overdrive. She had to reply. She needed to respond to what he had said. With something. Her entire body was straining for it, screaming in silence. Just say it. It was only the small matter of her mouth finally catching up.

Seconds felt like hours as she looked at him in disbelief. He didn’t say anything else. He just stood there, waiting. Then finally she replied.

"I love you, too!"

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(Source: bella7)

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