You promised me forever
"You said you would never leave me," she said looking at him with desperate eyes.
"You said you would always stay by my side," she added, her voice slowly starting to break.
"You said you would help me through all the bad times," she continued with a tear rolling down her flushed cheek.
"You said you would stay with me forever," she pleaded through a now barely audible whisper.
"Why couldn’t you keep your promise?" she concluded, tears running freely down her tired face.
She didn’t expect a reply and there wasn’t one.
Then she knelt down, put a single rose on the photo before leaving her husband’s grave.
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You promised me forever

"You said you would never leave me," she said looking at him with desperate eyes.

"You said you would always stay by my side," she added, her voice slowly starting to break.

"You said you would help me through all the bad times," she continued with a tear rolling down her flushed cheek.

"You said you would stay with me forever," she pleaded through a now barely audible whisper.

"Why couldn’t you keep your promise?" she concluded, tears running freely down her tired face.

She didn’t expect a reply and there wasn’t one.

Then she knelt down, put a single rose on the photo before leaving her husband’s grave.

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Same time, same place
"Good evening, Mr Smith. It’s lovely to see you again," said the pretty girl behind the reservations counter of the fancy hotel to the man in the designer suit. "Mrs Smith is already waiting for you in your usual room."
The man called Mr Smith thanked the girl and proceeded to enter the elevator with his overnight bag. He had been looking forward to this night for weeks. Watching the floor numbers change on the display he wondered what she would be wearing tonight. What she had done with her hair. How she would smell. The doors opened on level 15 and after stepping out he turned right and headed to room 1527, just as he had done numerous times before.
He had a room key but he decided to knock. He enjoyed it when she opened the door for him. She always had a surprise in store for him. A few moments later the door clicked and he was greeted by a vision of pure beauty and raw sexuality. Dressed only in stockings and heels she handed him a glass of bourbon with that glint in her eye he knew so well. He took it from her with a smile, dropped his bag to the ground and closed the door behind him with a soft kick of his heel.
He took a sip of his drink as she walked to the big bed in the middle of the room. He didn’t follow her, waiting to see what she would do next. Neither had said a word yet. She sat down on the edge of the bed, her eyes fixed on his. Her tongue slid slowly over her upper lip as she leaned back on the bed, coming to rest on her elbows. He still didn’t move. His stare was focused entirely on her body.
Watching him she unhurriedly moved her right hand up over her stomach and between her breasts. She was in no rush. Her fingertips found one of her nipples and circled it for a few seconds before her hand kept moving further up her body. Gliding over her neck she slowly opened her mouth. Her fingers reached her lips, her middle and ring fingers slipping between them. As she gently sucked on them she removed her eyes from his and led them down his body only to stop at his crotch. She began to suck her fingers firmer with her gaze remaining on the area between his legs, knowing full well that he was watching her every move.
Her actions were slow and relaxed. And very deliberate. She knew exactly what she was doing and what she was trying to achieve. Her fingers left her mouth after a few moments and proceeded to make their way back down her body, leaving a trail of saliva on the way. Around the other nipple they went and down her stomach before coming to rest below her belly button. She spread her legs slightly, exposing her parted lips. Her eyes had returned back to his and as she slowly pushed her wet fingers between those needy folds she let out a deep moan.
That’s all the watching he could take. His jacket fell to the ground and the tie was pulled off his head as he walked toward her. He wanted her so badly right now, the rest of his clothing would have to come off after he had ravaged her…
“Thank you for visiting us again, Mrs and Mrs Smith,” said the same pretty girl the next day after they had settled their account. “We look forward to welcoming you back soon.”
Mr and Mrs Smith left the hotel and waited outside for a cab to arrive.
"Goodbye, Mrs Smith," he said with a grin as he leaned in to give her a kiss on the cheek. "It was a stimulating experience to see you as always."
"Goodbye, Mr Smith," she answered, returning his kiss with a cheeky smile. "I will see you again soon."
Then they each stepped into separate cabs, just like they always did. One day they would have to find out each other’s real names…
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Same time, same place

"Good evening, Mr Smith. It’s lovely to see you again," said the pretty girl behind the reservations counter of the fancy hotel to the man in the designer suit. "Mrs Smith is already waiting for you in your usual room."

The man called Mr Smith thanked the girl and proceeded to enter the elevator with his overnight bag. He had been looking forward to this night for weeks. Watching the floor numbers change on the display he wondered what she would be wearing tonight. What she had done with her hair. How she would smell. The doors opened on level 15 and after stepping out he turned right and headed to room 1527, just as he had done numerous times before.

He had a room key but he decided to knock. He enjoyed it when she opened the door for him. She always had a surprise in store for him. A few moments later the door clicked and he was greeted by a vision of pure beauty and raw sexuality. Dressed only in stockings and heels she handed him a glass of bourbon with that glint in her eye he knew so well. He took it from her with a smile, dropped his bag to the ground and closed the door behind him with a soft kick of his heel.

He took a sip of his drink as she walked to the big bed in the middle of the room. He didn’t follow her, waiting to see what she would do next. Neither had said a word yet. She sat down on the edge of the bed, her eyes fixed on his. Her tongue slid slowly over her upper lip as she leaned back on the bed, coming to rest on her elbows. He still didn’t move. His stare was focused entirely on her body.

Watching him she unhurriedly moved her right hand up over her stomach and between her breasts. She was in no rush. Her fingertips found one of her nipples and circled it for a few seconds before her hand kept moving further up her body. Gliding over her neck she slowly opened her mouth. Her fingers reached her lips, her middle and ring fingers slipping between them. As she gently sucked on them she removed her eyes from his and led them down his body only to stop at his crotch. She began to suck her fingers firmer with her gaze remaining on the area between his legs, knowing full well that he was watching her every move.

Her actions were slow and relaxed. And very deliberate. She knew exactly what she was doing and what she was trying to achieve. Her fingers left her mouth after a few moments and proceeded to make their way back down her body, leaving a trail of saliva on the way. Around the other nipple they went and down her stomach before coming to rest below her belly button. She spread her legs slightly, exposing her parted lips. Her eyes had returned back to his and as she slowly pushed her wet fingers between those needy folds she let out a deep moan.

That’s all the watching he could take. His jacket fell to the ground and the tie was pulled off his head as he walked toward her. He wanted her so badly right now, the rest of his clothing would have to come off after he had ravaged her…

Thank you for visiting us again, Mrs and Mrs Smith,” said the same pretty girl the next day after they had settled their account. “We look forward to welcoming you back soon.”

Mr and Mrs Smith left the hotel and waited outside for a cab to arrive.

"Goodbye, Mrs Smith," he said with a grin as he leaned in to give her a kiss on the cheek. "It was a stimulating experience to see you as always."

"Goodbye, Mr Smith," she answered, returning his kiss with a cheeky smile. "I will see you again soon."

Then they each stepped into separate cabs, just like they always did. One day they would have to find out each other’s real names…

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One fine winter’s day…
The sky was cloudless and the air crisp. One of those days when you just want to pull up your collar, put your hands in your pockets and go for a long walk. And so he did. He strolled along the tree lined streets and little boutiques, past the expansive park and over the bridge crossing the wide river.
His destination was their favorite, little coffee shop. Tucked away in a side street it was ideal for people watching while sipping on that hot, steamy cup of goodness. He could virtually smell that first layer of aroma entering his nose. A smile flashed across his lips at the thought and his steps quickened.
A lot had been on his mind lately. Life tended to go crazy from time to time, leaving his head spinning and wondering what it was all for. Often it seemed that there was no purpose to it all, no real meaning. Too many things had been occupying his thoughts but none of them had made much sense. He kept walking.
He seemed to make his best decisions about life, love and everything else when walking to have a coffee. He couldn’t quite explain why that was. Maybe his mind was more focused. Maybe nothing seemed as important during those particular walks as holding a hot cup in his hands. He could tell today would be another one of those times. His mind was sharp, his thoughts clear. Decisions would be made today. Good decisions.
He stopped when he walked around the corner and saw her sitting at a small table outside the coffee shop. He watched her for a few moments, his breathing steady, his mind calm. She was reading a magazine and looked more beautiful than ever, even more so today, engulfed in the rays of the winter sun. He made the decision that very moment while looking at her. It was crystal clear and made complete sense.
It’s the perfect winter’s day, he thought to himself as he looked at the blue sky and began walking again in her direction. How ironic that he would realize on such a magnificent day that it was over.
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One fine winter’s day…

The sky was cloudless and the air crisp. One of those days when you just want to pull up your collar, put your hands in your pockets and go for a long walk. And so he did. He strolled along the tree lined streets and little boutiques, past the expansive park and over the bridge crossing the wide river.

His destination was their favorite, little coffee shop. Tucked away in a side street it was ideal for people watching while sipping on that hot, steamy cup of goodness. He could virtually smell that first layer of aroma entering his nose. A smile flashed across his lips at the thought and his steps quickened.

A lot had been on his mind lately. Life tended to go crazy from time to time, leaving his head spinning and wondering what it was all for. Often it seemed that there was no purpose to it all, no real meaning. Too many things had been occupying his thoughts but none of them had made much sense. He kept walking.

He seemed to make his best decisions about life, love and everything else when walking to have a coffee. He couldn’t quite explain why that was. Maybe his mind was more focused. Maybe nothing seemed as important during those particular walks as holding a hot cup in his hands. He could tell today would be another one of those times. His mind was sharp, his thoughts clear. Decisions would be made today. Good decisions.

He stopped when he walked around the corner and saw her sitting at a small table outside the coffee shop. He watched her for a few moments, his breathing steady, his mind calm. She was reading a magazine and looked more beautiful than ever, even more so today, engulfed in the rays of the winter sun. He made the decision that very moment while looking at her. It was crystal clear and made complete sense.

It’s the perfect winter’s day, he thought to himself as he looked at the blue sky and began walking again in her direction. How ironic that he would realize on such a magnificent day that it was over.

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The Heart
Anyone can buy flowers. There are many who gladly give diamonds or pearls. Any material thing that can be bought can be given by someone else. But you have one thing that’s unique. That only you possess. You own it. You protect it. You fight for it against anyone attempting to inflict damage to it. Your heart.
You might not always be successful in taking care of it and that’s quite alright. Occasionally you lower your walls just so your heart can take a glimpse at the world beyond. Then you quickly raise them again. Protection is important. There are those rare occasions when you leave them down for longer, not only for your heart to feel more deeply, but to give access to it to someone else. Someone special.
There are times when you just have to lower your guard. You can’t hide away forever. The risk of doing that may be high and it might not work out in the end and leave permanent scars, but at least you offered yourself. At least you said, here it is. Take it. It’s not on a silver platter or wrapped up in a box with a bow on top. It’s inside my chest. Beating, pumping, wanting to love and be loved with passion. I give it to you.
Sometimes you have to offer your heart regardless of what can potentially happen. That’s when you find out how strongly you can love and what you’re capable of. It’s important to really feel, whether it be joy or pain. Only then are you truly alive.
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The Heart

Anyone can buy flowers. There are many who gladly give diamonds or pearls. Any material thing that can be bought can be given by someone else. But you have one thing that’s unique. That only you possess. You own it. You protect it. You fight for it against anyone attempting to inflict damage to it. Your heart.

You might not always be successful in taking care of it and that’s quite alright. Occasionally you lower your walls just so your heart can take a glimpse at the world beyond. Then you quickly raise them again. Protection is important. There are those rare occasions when you leave them down for longer, not only for your heart to feel more deeply, but to give access to it to someone else. Someone special.

There are times when you just have to lower your guard. You can’t hide away forever. The risk of doing that may be high and it might not work out in the end and leave permanent scars, but at least you offered yourself. At least you said, here it is. Take it. It’s not on a silver platter or wrapped up in a box with a bow on top. It’s inside my chest. Beating, pumping, wanting to love and be loved with passion. I give it to you.

Sometimes you have to offer your heart regardless of what can potentially happen. That’s when you find out how strongly you can love and what you’re capable of. It’s important to really feel, whether it be joy or pain. Only then are you truly alive.

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Less talking, more sucking
I’m not going to say this because I want to be mean to you in any way. It has nothing to do with me trying to make you feel bad. I only want the best for you. Your happiness is most important to me. It has been since our first day together.
It’s also not a case of me being disrespectful. To the contrary in fact. You know how much I appreciate you. How much you mean to me. You know that I have all the respect and admiration in the world for you. That will never change.
I love talking to you. It doesn’t matter what we discuss. Important matters, day to day things or useless stuff. I always find our talks stimulating. But I can’t have you talking right now. Not while I’m in this state. It’s the one thing I don’t want you to do when you open your mouth. So I’m just going to say it: Shut the fuck up and suck my cock…
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Less talking, more sucking

I’m not going to say this because I want to be mean to you in any way. It has nothing to do with me trying to make you feel bad. I only want the best for you. Your happiness is most important to me. It has been since our first day together.

It’s also not a case of me being disrespectful. To the contrary in fact. You know how much I appreciate you. How much you mean to me. You know that I have all the respect and admiration in the world for you. That will never change.

I love talking to you. It doesn’t matter what we discuss. Important matters, day to day things or useless stuff. I always find our talks stimulating. But I can’t have you talking right now. Not while I’m in this state. It’s the one thing I don’t want you to do when you open your mouth. So I’m just going to say it: Shut the fuck up and suck my cock…

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You are so beautiful - A poem…sort of
You are so beautifulYour perfect tits take my breath awayYou are so spectacularYour tight ass makes me want to slap it night and day
You are so amazingYour wet pussy regularly gives me wet dreamsYou are so fantasticYour body provokes a constant hardon it seems
You are so incredibleYou inspire me to write such bad poetryYou are so breathtakingWho cares, let’s just fuck, wild and free
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You are so beautiful - A poem…sort of

You are so beautiful
Your perfect tits take my breath away
You are so spectacular
Your tight ass makes me want to slap it night and day

You are so amazing
Your wet pussy regularly gives me wet dreams
You are so fantastic
Your body provokes a constant hardon it seems

You are so incredible
You inspire me to write such bad poetry
You are so breathtaking
Who cares, let’s just fuck, wild and free

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Strike a pose
Don’t be scared. This is not going to hurt. It’s just me and my lens. No one else is around. No one knows what we’re doing. You don’t have to be concerned. I will keep this our dirty, little secret.
Don’t be shy. Pretend I’m not even here. Show off your body in all its delicious glory. I know I won’t do it justice but I will do my best to capture every angle and every reaction you are prepared to display for me. From cute and reserved to nasty and out of control. I’ll be here. Staring, enjoying and clicking away.
Don’t hold back. Just be your true self. The uninhibited, wild version of the decent and proper woman that you are in everyday life. Let go and let loose. Show me what you have not been prepared to reveal to anyone else so far. Give me your hidden feelings and all of your concealed turn ons. The things that feel so right and those they say are wrong. I want to capture each one. I want to watch them all.
It’s just you and I and this harmless camera. Take off your clothes along with your inhibitions. Let me see you and portray you in my images. I want all of you saved in my visual memory. Click, click, click…
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Strike a pose

Don’t be scared. This is not going to hurt. It’s just me and my lens. No one else is around. No one knows what we’re doing. You don’t have to be concerned. I will keep this our dirty, little secret.

Don’t be shy. Pretend I’m not even here. Show off your body in all its delicious glory. I know I won’t do it justice but I will do my best to capture every angle and every reaction you are prepared to display for me. From cute and reserved to nasty and out of control. I’ll be here. Staring, enjoying and clicking away.

Don’t hold back. Just be your true self. The uninhibited, wild version of the decent and proper woman that you are in everyday life. Let go and let loose. Show me what you have not been prepared to reveal to anyone else so far. Give me your hidden feelings and all of your concealed turn ons. The things that feel so right and those they say are wrong. I want to capture each one. I want to watch them all.

It’s just you and I and this harmless camera. Take off your clothes along with your inhibitions. Let me see you and portray you in my images. I want all of you saved in my visual memory. Click, click, click…

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(via bettyandme573)

Fuck me
Fuck me like the first time when it was new and unknown.
Fuck me because there is nothing else you crave right now.
Fuck me like we’re strangers who will never see each other again.
Fuck me because you need me deep inside you.
Fuck me like tomorrow’s sunrise depends on it.
Fuck me because you enjoy doing it more than anything.
Fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before.
Fuck me because I love it when you do.
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Fuck me

Fuck me like the first time when it was new and unknown.

Fuck me because there is nothing else you crave right now.

Fuck me like we’re strangers who will never see each other again.

Fuck me because you need me deep inside you.

Fuck me like tomorrow’s sunrise depends on it.

Fuck me because you enjoy doing it more than anything.

Fuck me like you’ve never fucked me before.

Fuck me because I love it when you do.

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Fingerfuck
Turn off the lights. I don’t want you to see what I’m doing. Lean back and close your eyes. Right now all you have to do is feel. You won’t have to focus on too many things because all I will use are my fingers.
I will not ask you to do anything. I don’t need you to return the favour. I don’t want your hands or your mouth. I won’t tell you to touch me or to taste me. My satisfaction does not come into it. It’s all about yours now.
I love to roam across your body and feel all its peaks and valleys. To provoke reactions from it. I want to feel it change. To be loose one minute and then get hard the next. To squirm and twist before freezing in place at the right moments. To get wet and drip down my firm fingers.
I’ll make you want to push me away while at the same time clenching around me so I stay inside you. I’m going to fuck you with my fingers until your legs shake and you’re ready to pass out. Until you can’t take any more but still want it.
The lights are off. It’s time for me to own you with just my fingers…
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Fingerfuck

Turn off the lights. I don’t want you to see what I’m doing. Lean back and close your eyes. Right now all you have to do is feel. You won’t have to focus on too many things because all I will use are my fingers.

I will not ask you to do anything. I don’t need you to return the favour. I don’t want your hands or your mouth. I won’t tell you to touch me or to taste me. My satisfaction does not come into it. It’s all about yours now.

I love to roam across your body and feel all its peaks and valleys. To provoke reactions from it. I want to feel it change. To be loose one minute and then get hard the next. To squirm and twist before freezing in place at the right moments. To get wet and drip down my firm fingers.

I’ll make you want to push me away while at the same time clenching around me so I stay inside you. I’m going to fuck you with my fingers until your legs shake and you’re ready to pass out. Until you can’t take any more but still want it.

The lights are off. It’s time for me to own you with just my fingers…

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Fight back
Why do we just take the things life throws at us? Why do we have to accept the status quo and try to like something we actually hate? Why don’t we live every day the way we want to with no compromises or settling?
Why? Because we come up with every imaginable reason why things are the way they are. Why they can’t be different. Why this is good enough. Because of other people. Because of circumstances. Because of this, that and the other. Reasons, justifications, excuses. It’s all the same shit in the end.
Why don’t we just drop the crap that’s holding us back or making us miserable? Because we’re afraid of change and the possibility that things might get worse? Because we might create pain for someone else? God forbid we hurt someone who might not want us to improve ourselves and our life in the first place.
Why don’t we change things? What’s the worst that can happen? We might fail. We might get hurt. But at least we tried. At least we gave it a shot. We’ll be able to look in the mirror with pride. With some damn self respect, one of the most abused qualities humans have. It’s time to reclaim it.
Fuck all the excuses! And fuck fear! I say no more. This is your life. It’s supposed to do what you want it to do. It’s meant to be how you want it to be. Make it. Too often we just go wherever the current takes us regardless of the destination or whether we even want to go in that direction. These are not medieval times or even the damn 50s. No one can force you to do what you don’t want to do. And if they try, fight them. You only have one life. Have the life you want. Fucking fight for it. Nothing is worse than having regrets. I’m getting rid off mine. I’m fighting back. You should, too. Do it. The perfect time is right now.
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Fight back

Why do we just take the things life throws at us? Why do we have to accept the status quo and try to like something we actually hate? Why don’t we live every day the way we want to with no compromises or settling?

Why? Because we come up with every imaginable reason why things are the way they are. Why they can’t be different. Why this is good enough. Because of other people. Because of circumstances. Because of this, that and the other. Reasons, justifications, excuses. It’s all the same shit in the end.

Why don’t we just drop the crap that’s holding us back or making us miserable? Because we’re afraid of change and the possibility that things might get worse? Because we might create pain for someone else? God forbid we hurt someone who might not want us to improve ourselves and our life in the first place.

Why don’t we change things? What’s the worst that can happen? We might fail. We might get hurt. But at least we tried. At least we gave it a shot. We’ll be able to look in the mirror with pride. With some damn self respect, one of the most abused qualities humans have. It’s time to reclaim it.

Fuck all the excuses! And fuck fear! I say no more. This is your life. It’s supposed to do what you want it to do. It’s meant to be how you want it to be. Make it. Too often we just go wherever the current takes us regardless of the destination or whether we even want to go in that direction. These are not medieval times or even the damn 50s. No one can force you to do what you don’t want to do. And if they try, fight them. You only have one life. Have the life you want. Fucking fight for it. Nothing is worse than having regrets. I’m getting rid off mine. I’m fighting back. You should, too. Do it. The perfect time is right now.

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One of a kind
Theirs was a rare type of love. Not one of those fleeting kinds that lights up quickly but dies off just as fast. It was like the eternal flame. Sometimes bright with an intense fire, at other times slowing to just a flicker. But it was always there. Burning, fueled by itself.
It was not without its challenges and difficulties. No love ever is. Life was like that. It took over and drained them at times. It demanded their full attention and everything and everyone else had to take a step back. But a strong foundation based on trust, commitment and a need to make the other person happy always prevailed and conquered any obstacle standing in the way. Always.
There was that desire, a genuine need, from both sides to only want the best for the other. To do whatever was needed to make the other person’s life as fulfilling as it could possibly be. It was not about only one of them putting the other first. If that were the case, they would not go the distance. Love would not be enough. But their connection was meant to last for forever.
Yes, they were one of a kind. An eternal and unbreakable love. It was quite perfect really. Unfortunately it was also destined to never become a reality…
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One of a kind

Theirs was a rare type of love. Not one of those fleeting kinds that lights up quickly but dies off just as fast. It was like the eternal flame. Sometimes bright with an intense fire, at other times slowing to just a flicker. But it was always there. Burning, fueled by itself.

It was not without its challenges and difficulties. No love ever is. Life was like that. It took over and drained them at times. It demanded their full attention and everything and everyone else had to take a step back. But a strong foundation based on trust, commitment and a need to make the other person happy always prevailed and conquered any obstacle standing in the way. Always.

There was that desire, a genuine need, from both sides to only want the best for the other. To do whatever was needed to make the other person’s life as fulfilling as it could possibly be. It was not about only one of them putting the other first. If that were the case, they would not go the distance. Love would not be enough. But their connection was meant to last for forever.

Yes, they were one of a kind. An eternal and unbreakable love. It was quite perfect really. Unfortunately it was also destined to never become a reality…

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(Source: enyaja, via bettyandme573)

Just one sentence
If I had to tell her in just one sentence what she means to me, what would I say?
Would I tell her that meeting her has transformed me and that it was one of the most important and unforgettable moments of my life?
Would I tell her that my day to day existence would be empty without the support, understanding and encouragement she always provides?
Would I tell her that without fail just seeing her gives my step an added bounce and my heart an increased beat?
Would I tell her that her amazing beauty on the outside still takes my breath away but that it doesn’t compare to the incredible beauty she radiates from the inside?
Would I be able to use just one sentence to explain how I feel about her? It doesn’t appear that way. I will continue to try but I’m afraid my words will never come close to describing how perfect she is for me!
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Just one sentence

If I had to tell her in just one sentence what she means to me, what would I say?

Would I tell her that meeting her has transformed me and that it was one of the most important and unforgettable moments of my life?

Would I tell her that my day to day existence would be empty without the support, understanding and encouragement she always provides?

Would I tell her that without fail just seeing her gives my step an added bounce and my heart an increased beat?

Would I tell her that her amazing beauty on the outside still takes my breath away but that it doesn’t compare to the incredible beauty she radiates from the inside?

Would I be able to use just one sentence to explain how I feel about her? It doesn’t appear that way. I will continue to try but I’m afraid my words will never come close to describing how perfect she is for me!

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(Source: orionschild, via bettyandme573)

Drunken hotel sex
She’s going to be so pissed, he thought to himself while trying to focus on the door lock. He could barely stand. The room numbers in front of him kept blending into each other. 832. 238. 382. He reached for the door handle hoping for some support from falling over as he attempted to get the key card at least in the vicinity of the lock. When his hand gripped the handle the door suddenly pushed open. Luck was on his side.
I will never drink again. He cursed himself as he stumbled into the darkness of the room. She was already asleep. The room was quiet and the air crisp from the air conditioning. All he could hear was her rhythmic breathing when he bumped into the bed. He held his breath trying not to move, yet swayed like a piece of paper in the wind. His eyes began to adjust to the dark and the silhouette of her sleeping form slowly came into his blurry view.
She always slept naked in hotels. Tonight was no different. Laying on her front she was spread across the entire bed. Her legs were open with one knee pulled up and even though he couldn’t really see much, just the thought of her exposed lips started to make him hard. Her foot was only inches away from him and as she stretched out her toe pressed into his thigh. That’s all it took.
It was as if he were suddenly sober again. Seeing that naked body and all its glorious curves in front of him gave him only one single thought. He unzipped his pants and let them drop to the ground. Then he pulled off his shoes and socks and began to unbutton his shirt. Taking too long he left it on and slowly climbed onto the bed and above her. He was throbbing and breathing heavily with the excitement of what was to come. His hard cock was pulsing up and down, leaving a drop of precum on her naked ass cheek every time it touched her skin.
"I’m sorry I’m drunk, baby. I don’t want to fight tonight. I want to fuck you," he whispered into her ear before his mouth moved down her neck. She stirred and mumbled something into her pillow.
"Psst. Don’t talk," he continued, pressing his cheek against hers and spreading her legs wider with one of his knees. The head of his cock slid up and down her lips, waiting for the signal to enter her.
"What’s going…? she grunted hoarsely when she felt the tip of his erection spread her lips. "No…," she continued with a half-hearted objection before pushing her ass back and swallowing up all of him.
He let out a satisfied moan before his mouth continued down her neck and over her shoulders. His lips dragged across her skin and he began to pump into her. Slowly and cautiously at first. Then with more speed and increasing aggression. The harder he slammed into her the more she pushed back into him. He didn’t move her or himself. Both remained in the same position as he fucked her more powerfully with each push. She moaned into the pillow leaving spots of saliva all over it. He sank his teeth with added force into her skin when he felt himself getting close.
She could tell he wouldn’t last much longer. Her hands reached for his wrists, which were next to her head, and took a firm grip on them. She spread her legs further apart and raised her ass, inviting him, encouraging him to go deeper. He couldn’t hold back any more. With his teeth buried in the flesh of her shoulder he let out a muffled groan when he came. He emptied himself fully inside her with short, hard thrusts, his head spinning both from ecstasy and the excessive consumption of booze.
Then finally he stopped and collapsed on top of her, his body threatening to pass out from the various types of abuse he had put it through. Her face remained pressed into the now drenched pillow. After a few long moments she reached for the bedside table lamp and switched it on. The light hit him like a slap in the face. Exhausted he eventually lifted his weary head and forced himself to slowly open his blinded eyes and look at her. Then another, bigger slap.
"Oh, fuck! You’re not my wife."
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Drunken hotel sex

She’s going to be so pissed, he thought to himself while trying to focus on the door lock. He could barely stand. The room numbers in front of him kept blending into each other. 832. 238. 382. He reached for the door handle hoping for some support from falling over as he attempted to get the key card at least in the vicinity of the lock. When his hand gripped the handle the door suddenly pushed open. Luck was on his side.

I will never drink again. He cursed himself as he stumbled into the darkness of the room. She was already asleep. The room was quiet and the air crisp from the air conditioning. All he could hear was her rhythmic breathing when he bumped into the bed. He held his breath trying not to move, yet swayed like a piece of paper in the wind. His eyes began to adjust to the dark and the silhouette of her sleeping form slowly came into his blurry view.

She always slept naked in hotels. Tonight was no different. Laying on her front she was spread across the entire bed. Her legs were open with one knee pulled up and even though he couldn’t really see much, just the thought of her exposed lips started to make him hard. Her foot was only inches away from him and as she stretched out her toe pressed into his thigh. That’s all it took.

It was as if he were suddenly sober again. Seeing that naked body and all its glorious curves in front of him gave him only one single thought. He unzipped his pants and let them drop to the ground. Then he pulled off his shoes and socks and began to unbutton his shirt. Taking too long he left it on and slowly climbed onto the bed and above her. He was throbbing and breathing heavily with the excitement of what was to come. His hard cock was pulsing up and down, leaving a drop of precum on her naked ass cheek every time it touched her skin.

"I’m sorry I’m drunk, baby. I don’t want to fight tonight. I want to fuck you," he whispered into her ear before his mouth moved down her neck. She stirred and mumbled something into her pillow.

"Psst. Don’t talk," he continued, pressing his cheek against hers and spreading her legs wider with one of his knees. The head of his cock slid up and down her lips, waiting for the signal to enter her.

"What’s going…? she grunted hoarsely when she felt the tip of his erection spread her lips. "No…," she continued with a half-hearted objection before pushing her ass back and swallowing up all of him.

He let out a satisfied moan before his mouth continued down her neck and over her shoulders. His lips dragged across her skin and he began to pump into her. Slowly and cautiously at first. Then with more speed and increasing aggression. The harder he slammed into her the more she pushed back into him. He didn’t move her or himself. Both remained in the same position as he fucked her more powerfully with each push. She moaned into the pillow leaving spots of saliva all over it. He sank his teeth with added force into her skin when he felt himself getting close.

She could tell he wouldn’t last much longer. Her hands reached for his wrists, which were next to her head, and took a firm grip on them. She spread her legs further apart and raised her ass, inviting him, encouraging him to go deeper. He couldn’t hold back any more. With his teeth buried in the flesh of her shoulder he let out a muffled groan when he came. He emptied himself fully inside her with short, hard thrusts, his head spinning both from ecstasy and the excessive consumption of booze.

Then finally he stopped and collapsed on top of her, his body threatening to pass out from the various types of abuse he had put it through. Her face remained pressed into the now drenched pillow. After a few long moments she reached for the bedside table lamp and switched it on. The light hit him like a slap in the face. Exhausted he eventually lifted his weary head and forced himself to slowly open his blinded eyes and look at her. Then another, bigger slap.

"Oh, fuck! You’re not my wife."

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(via me-like-it-hard)

Come away with me - Just you and I
Let’s leave it all behind. All of it. Every possession and material thing. None of it is that important anyway. Those are just restraints preventing us from moving forward. We will have everything we truly need. Just you and I.
Don’t start thinking about the consequences. Don’t worry about all the others. Worry about us and how much we need to do this. This is about the only two people who truly matter. Just you and I.
Think about how good it would be. Where we could go. What we could do. No commitments or duties. No responsibilities or problems. No hard times and no bad days. Imagine it. Just you and I.
I don’t need anything else as long as I have you. I wouldn’t ever ask for a single thing again. All I’ve ever wanted was you anyway. What more could I possible need? Now everything is complete. Just you and I.
Slide your hand into mine and let me take you away. We won’t tell anyone. They won’t even realize we’re gone. And when they finally do we will be new people in a new place with a new life. Just you and I.
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Come away with me - Just you and I

Let’s leave it all behind. All of it. Every possession and material thing. None of it is that important anyway. Those are just restraints preventing us from moving forward. We will have everything we truly need. Just you and I.

Don’t start thinking about the consequences. Don’t worry about all the others. Worry about us and how much we need to do this. This is about the only two people who truly matter. Just you and I.

Think about how good it would be. Where we could go. What we could do. No commitments or duties. No responsibilities or problems. No hard times and no bad days. Imagine it. Just you and I.

I don’t need anything else as long as I have you. I wouldn’t ever ask for a single thing again. All I’ve ever wanted was you anyway. What more could I possible need? Now everything is complete. Just you and I.

Slide your hand into mine and let me take you away. We won’t tell anyone. They won’t even realize we’re gone. And when they finally do we will be new people in a new place with a new life. Just you and I.

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(Source: avatars-never-cry, via curiousmuse)

What a journey
We’ve come a long way in what sometimes feels like the blink of an eye. In the scheme of things barely any time has passed and yet we have experienced every emotion there is. The excitement of the steep accent. The exhilaration of the glorious peak. The drama of the dark valleys below. It’s been a roller coaster, that’s for sure.
But I wouldn’t change one single thing. Not one. As painful as it might have been at certain times it has also reinforced to me what I have found in her. It’s a cliché but I guess there’s something to the whole ‘you don’t know what you have until it’s gone’ thing. I’ve come closer to losing it all then I probably know. But I also understand what I have and there is no way I want it gone.
Yes, we’ve come a mighty long way so far. But the exciting part is that the main adventure still lays ahead. How it will go, I couldn’t possibly predict. There will be periods of uncontrollable lust and such overwhelming love that I will have difficulty fully understanding it, just like I struggle with it sometimes now. There will also be dark chapters when doubt and confusion will come over us. We have the kind of relationship where that’s just unavoidable.
But that’s ok. If nothing else, I have faith. Faith in the sum of us which is so much bigger than what we are individually. I believe that eventually we will always get back on the right track, no matter what obstacle rises up in our way. As corny as all of this may sound there is no other way I can explain it really. It’s not based on any kind of logic or science. I just do - I believe.
We haven’t reached our final destination yet. And somehow I don’t think we ever will. This journey with her, for me, that’s my ultimate destination!
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What a journey

We’ve come a long way in what sometimes feels like the blink of an eye. In the scheme of things barely any time has passed and yet we have experienced every emotion there is. The excitement of the steep accent. The exhilaration of the glorious peak. The drama of the dark valleys below. It’s been a roller coaster, that’s for sure.

But I wouldn’t change one single thing. Not one. As painful as it might have been at certain times it has also reinforced to me what I have found in her. It’s a cliché but I guess there’s something to the whole ‘you don’t know what you have until it’s gone’ thing. I’ve come closer to losing it all then I probably know. But I also understand what I have and there is no way I want it gone.

Yes, we’ve come a mighty long way so far. But the exciting part is that the main adventure still lays ahead. How it will go, I couldn’t possibly predict. There will be periods of uncontrollable lust and such overwhelming love that I will have difficulty fully understanding it, just like I struggle with it sometimes now. There will also be dark chapters when doubt and confusion will come over us. We have the kind of relationship where that’s just unavoidable.

But that’s ok. If nothing else, I have faith. Faith in the sum of us which is so much bigger than what we are individually. I believe that eventually we will always get back on the right track, no matter what obstacle rises up in our way. As corny as all of this may sound there is no other way I can explain it really. It’s not based on any kind of logic or science. I just do - I believe.

We haven’t reached our final destination yet. And somehow I don’t think we ever will. This journey with her, for me, that’s my ultimate destination!

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(Source: theguccislut)

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