Dirty thoughts of a clean mind

Dirty thoughts of a clean mind

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Maybe I need help for my carnal addiction…
It’s not that I’m a deviant or perverted in some kind of way. I just love women and how they react when they’re being fucked just the way they need it. And with a little added kink. In my head that seems completely normal.
Making love and romantic sex is all well and good and there’s a time and place for it but what really gets my motor racing is seeing a woman in the throes of real passion. When she’s not concerned about what she’s doing or what’s being done to her. When she doesn’t give a shit about any perceived physical faults she thinks she has and just let’s her body go. When she does those extra dirty, little things with mouthwatering eagerness that at other times she might be reluctant to try.
Those are the times when my mind switches off and I don’t hold back. No boundaries or reservations. Nothing is off limits. I still love her but I want to use and abuse the fuck out of her body. And because she needs me to do it I let her do the same to me. Hungry mouths with bodily fluids dripping down faces. Fingers stretching tight, wet holes. Penetration wherever it’s possible, and maybe even where it’s not. Contorted bodies with cum oozing and splashing anywhere and everywhere. Real passion. Pure lust. Uninhibited fucking. Ah, nothing is better than that.
Maybe I have a problem. Acceptance, they say, is the first step to recovery…or some shit like that. Fuck it, who cares? There’s nothing to recover from. I’m a dirty, perverted deviant - and proud of it! And if you’re still reading this then you are, too. Good for you. Now go and fuck…
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Maybe I need help for my carnal addiction…

It’s not that I’m a deviant or perverted in some kind of way. I just love women and how they react when they’re being fucked just the way they need it. And with a little added kink. In my head that seems completely normal.

Making love and romantic sex is all well and good and there’s a time and place for it but what really gets my motor racing is seeing a woman in the throes of real passion. When she’s not concerned about what she’s doing or what’s being done to her. When she doesn’t give a shit about any perceived physical faults she thinks she has and just let’s her body go. When she does those extra dirty, little things with mouthwatering eagerness that at other times she might be reluctant to try.

Those are the times when my mind switches off and I don’t hold back. No boundaries or reservations. Nothing is off limits. I still love her but I want to use and abuse the fuck out of her body. And because she needs me to do it I let her do the same to me. Hungry mouths with bodily fluids dripping down faces. Fingers stretching tight, wet holes. Penetration wherever it’s possible, and maybe even where it’s not. Contorted bodies with cum oozing and splashing anywhere and everywhere. Real passion. Pure lust. Uninhibited fucking. Ah, nothing is better than that.

Maybe I have a problem. Acceptance, they say, is the first step to recovery…or some shit like that. Fuck it, who cares? There’s nothing to recover from. I’m a dirty, perverted deviant - and proud of it! And if you’re still reading this then you are, too. Good for you. Now go and fuck…

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Tell me later
I can see your mouth moving. Words must be coming out but I can’t hear them. I’m mesmerized by your lips and what they can do to me. Red, plump and wrapped around the hard cock straining against the inside of my pants. I want your mouth open but I don’t want you to talk.
I can tell you’re trying to tell me something important but my brain is just not registering anything right now. It has given up complete control to the intense pulsing between my legs. You must be trying to make a point with all that gesturing you’re doing with your hands. I would rather you put your fingers to better use and stroke me until I reward you with my first few salty drops.
I realize you’re quite worked up about whatever has happened today. You’re moving around. You’re almost screaming. Your arms, your legs, your hair are flying all over the place. I need you to do that while you’re grinding down on me. Hard and tight. Fast and more than a little furious. Using my body for your pleasure until your own gives in and you cum with me buried deep inside you.
You know that I’m always here for you. I’ll listen to anything you have to say. I’ll bitch about people with you. I’ll support you in everything you do. But for the next hour or two, can we not talk please? Can we just get naked and explore our bodies? Can we get wet and slippery and messy and fuck like two people who are crazy about each other? I promise after that you can tell me all about your day. Unless your lips hypnotize me again…
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Tell me later

I can see your mouth moving. Words must be coming out but I can’t hear them. I’m mesmerized by your lips and what they can do to me. Red, plump and wrapped around the hard cock straining against the inside of my pants. I want your mouth open but I don’t want you to talk.

I can tell you’re trying to tell me something important but my brain is just not registering anything right now. It has given up complete control to the intense pulsing between my legs. You must be trying to make a point with all that gesturing you’re doing with your hands. I would rather you put your fingers to better use and stroke me until I reward you with my first few salty drops.

I realize you’re quite worked up about whatever has happened today. You’re moving around. You’re almost screaming. Your arms, your legs, your hair are flying all over the place. I need you to do that while you’re grinding down on me. Hard and tight. Fast and more than a little furious. Using my body for your pleasure until your own gives in and you cum with me buried deep inside you.

You know that I’m always here for you. I’ll listen to anything you have to say. I’ll bitch about people with you. I’ll support you in everything you do. But for the next hour or two, can we not talk please? Can we just get naked and explore our bodies? Can we get wet and slippery and messy and fuck like two people who are crazy about each other? I promise after that you can tell me all about your day. Unless your lips hypnotize me again…

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Finally Goodbye
The crowd tried to remain silent while the priest spoke about him. Quiet sobbing followed his every word as he described what kind of a man he had been. He spoke of his many qualities and reflected on the great loss he would leave in the lives of his loving family and numerous friends. It was a dark day for the community.
But not everyone in attendance felt the same way. Not everyone cried or needed a shoulder to lean on during this difficult time. Not everyone mourned.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. Symbols of relief. Signs of freedom. Proof of defiance. No more. Finally she was free. The lifelong shackles were gone at long last. It was as if she could see them laying there in front of her in that hole six feet underground. She was herself again. His hold on her was gone.
"We lost him in such a tragic accident," the priest continued, looking over the sea of grieving people in front of him.
Yes, accident, she thought as she threw a single rose onto the casket.
"May he rest in peace now," the priest concluded, making the sign of the cross.
May he not, she whispered while turning and walking away, eyes blazing with a raging fire, ready to burn the black dress off her body.
One life had to end so another one could finally begin again.
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Finally Goodbye

The crowd tried to remain silent while the priest spoke about him. Quiet sobbing followed his every word as he described what kind of a man he had been. He spoke of his many qualities and reflected on the great loss he would leave in the lives of his loving family and numerous friends. It was a dark day for the community.

But not everyone in attendance felt the same way. Not everyone cried or needed a shoulder to lean on during this difficult time. Not everyone mourned.

Tears rolled down her cheeks. Symbols of relief. Signs of freedom. Proof of defiance. No more. Finally she was free. The lifelong shackles were gone at long last. It was as if she could see them laying there in front of her in that hole six feet underground. She was herself again. His hold on her was gone.

"We lost him in such a tragic accident," the priest continued, looking over the sea of grieving people in front of him.

Yes, accident, she thought as she threw a single rose onto the casket.

"May he rest in peace now," the priest concluded, making the sign of the cross.

May he not, she whispered while turning and walking away, eyes blazing with a raging fire, ready to burn the black dress off her body.

One life had to end so another one could finally begin again.

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Prove it and you will get it
I know you want a taste. Don’t try and deny it. I can see it written all over your face, even though you don’t want me noticing. Don’t you play innocent with me. I know you better than that. Your eyes are giving you away. They always do. There is no use hiding your lust behind them. Eventually it will burn through and show itself.
You can virtually feel the fluid on your lips, can’t you? That warm, salty flavor. The essence of excitement. The reason and the result of pure pleasure. You know the smell so well and the taste even better. And now you want it dripping onto your tongue again. Smeared over your lips. Trickling down your eager throat.
I will feed it to you, drop by drop, any way you like, but only under one condition. You have to tell me just how much you want it. How desperate you are to have it. I want you to ask me nicely for it, just like the good girl you are. I want to know that there is nothing you crave more at this very moment.
Now, my needy woman, prove it to me. Make me believe it with your words and with your actions. Beg me for a taste and I will feed you. How badly do you want it?
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Prove it and you will get it

I know you want a taste. Don’t try and deny it. I can see it written all over your face, even though you don’t want me noticing. Don’t you play innocent with me. I know you better than that. Your eyes are giving you away. They always do. There is no use hiding your lust behind them. Eventually it will burn through and show itself.

You can virtually feel the fluid on your lips, can’t you? That warm, salty flavor. The essence of excitement. The reason and the result of pure pleasure. You know the smell so well and the taste even better. And now you want it dripping onto your tongue again. Smeared over your lips. Trickling down your eager throat.

I will feed it to you, drop by drop, any way you like, but only under one condition. You have to tell me just how much you want it. How desperate you are to have it. I want you to ask me nicely for it, just like the good girl you are. I want to know that there is nothing you crave more at this very moment.

Now, my needy woman, prove it to me. Make me believe it with your words and with your actions. Beg me for a taste and I will feed you. How badly do you want it?

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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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