Still Messing With Each Other

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Hey, so as you know, I'm always curious as to why imagination is so sexy, and one thing someone mentioned in the comments was that it's probably because fiction really does allow us to live vicariously, because our brains process stories in exactly the same ways we would experience, just to a lesser degree. And I was really curious and looked this up, and I found a few scientific articles which talk about how fantasy isn't something we switch on and off, it's part of our experience in reality, and it blends into it. Like, neuroimaging has found that fantasizing overlaps with a lot of brain regions, like the frontal lobes, parietal lobes, hippocampus and others, so it literally just does take us over and give us a full experience in many ways.

And it happens in what some others call identification too, which is becoming absorbed in the experiences of a fictional character as if they're your own. So, that just makes me wonder even more about what the limitations of our sexy world fantasies are then. I mean, I know there's a gap between what I'm saying now, in time, and when you'll be hearing it, and there's a lack of sense perceptions, like sight and touch, but the more I think about these missing things, the less they seem to matter.

We already talked about touch once, how you're literally able to feel me through the little vibrations my vocal cords make going straight into your auditory nerve endings, and you know, I think it's the most important of the sense perceptions because talking engages our minds and brings them together, and well, you know what they say about the biggest sex organ, right? But also I came across a random fact, which was that due to the electrons of our atoms repelling the electrons of other atoms, we never actually touch anything directly. So, even the idea of touch isn't really as sacred as we might think.

There's always kind of a gap, even when we can't perceive it. I guess, so, the gap between us is just a lot bigger. But that's touch.

But sight? Well, I don't know, but I think that being able to close our eyes and picture each other more abstractly, it's hot in its own way. Like I was saying last time, we often close our eyes during sex anyway, right? To get completely lost in the moment.

Well, we do kind of cheat a little here, sharing pictures of ourselves sometimes, but anyway, I think sight, when we're missing it, might actually make a bigger connection between us because it engages our imaginations. So, the last thing is time. And yeah, sure, there's a time gap between me saying this and you hearing it, but I wonder if that even makes it any less powerful at all.

Most of the time, I just feel like I'm talking to you and I'm starting to think, I wonder what you're going to say back. And the other thing is, as someone else commented, everything we experience and think has a time delay anyway. Like it takes about 120 milliseconds to process vision, and it's even longer for hearing and touch.

So again, this is only different by degree. And another thing too, if you think of time like a stream of things which burn out and disappear, then there's definitely a disconnect between us and between yourself and everything else you experience. But if you think of time as like a fabric, like space-time, or as the Maori traditionally do, like a woven cloth, then anything that happens sits in that fabric and remains there, kind of affecting all the other things that are woven into it.

So for me, this kind of makes more sense. My moment here hasn't gone anywhere and yours too, even though it's already the past, by the time you've even perceived it, it's still here. It's just joined the fabric and all our moments will be woven together for all time.

I don't know, this might sound like weird philosophical stuff but I'll tell you why I think it's sexy. Because for all intents and purposes, we're together in a lot of, or most of, the important ways right now. I mean, we're only separated by degree.

Is this why every day I can't wait to get home and spend time in fantasy with you? I don't know. But I love going to my bedroom, or coming in here to the Met Cave and stripping off, opening my phone, just reading through the comments everyone's made and laughing.

Sometimes I feel like reaching to the screen and hugging you, but always there's this kind of warmth and gentle love and most often I'll browse a couple of random folders from the Tarot and it turns me on and I get kind of, I begin rolling around on the bed and pushing my body into it, using the sheet to tease myself. And yeah, it's like I'm still there but not there at all and I drift into a sexy world and begin to imagine you with me. Like now I picture you, you're seeing me here on the bed and you've come in and you're slowly undressing.

You're letting me see your body, making me desire every part of it. Your gestures, the way you put your shirt over your head, enjoying your hair being pulled through it and falling back around you. The way you push your pants over your ass and step out of them.

The way you're resting your hand on the edge of the beard beside me, watching my cock grow hard. Or how you release your hard nipples from the fabric of your bra, sliding the straps down your shoulders, exposing your breasts to the ear. And how your panties molt your damp pussy lips, until you tuck them down your thighs and then you trample them to the floor.

And I watch as you pull the sheet away from my body so I'm exposed dear, I'm all yours. My body's hard and ready for you to molt into your arm. And yeah, you climb over me and as your legs separate you feel your pussies exposed to the ear.

And you can feel the warmth of my body radiating from below you and you're hovering above me here and I'm dying to be inside you already. That urge, it's like wanting to dive into a pool. It's like the anticipation is everything.

So I'm just waiting and feeling you touching me, tracing your fingers over my forehead, my eyebrows, down the bridge of my nose, then across my hairline, through my ear, back down across my cheekbones, pressing your forehead right up to mine. I'm feeling you slowly lowering your upper body down onto me. I see your breasts displayed across my chest here and we're breathing against each other's necks, finding each other's lips.

Sinking into each other gently at first, then more urgently our tongues meet in, grasping at each other. I've got one hand on the back of your neck, the other on your jaw. Moving your face so I can reach and kiss every part of your lips.

Tongue as deeply as I can. Until I can't feel the feeling of your breasts against my chest anymore and I need to lift you off me with my thighs. Nudge you forward so your nipples are hanging either side of my lips and I'm kissing.

Looking at your breasts, squeezing them together. Sinking the nipples deeper into my mouth. Tracing around so the wetness and warmth of my tongue finates with the gentle scratching of my beard.

Feel the warmth of your pussy just hovering above me now, aching to touch your throbbing little clit. I'm gonna release one of your breasts. Reach down.

Feels so good. Swollen it gets when you're in that position leaning over me. How wet and open your pussy entrance is.

My middle finger can slide right in. And then my ring finger too. Slowly begin easing them in.

Out. And suck in both at the same time. Like this.

Oh fuck. I can tell you're ready for my cock. You need me to ride it up into you and unload on your pussy, huh? I'm gonna take my fingers out and smack your ass once.

So you know I need you. And I'm gonna lock my heels over the back of your calves and drag you down onto my cock. Slowly like this until you're gliding your pussy over it.

Yeah, coating it with your wetness. All the way up. All the way down the shaft.

Yeah. I'm feeling the soft underside of my head nudging up in your moist lips. Oh fuck.

We need to penetrate your body. This is the moment right now where you feel the tip of me pressing against your entrance. You're separating the opening a tiny bit.

And you need my cock so bad, don't you? Yeah, you're anticipating how food's gonna make you feel. Oh god, I need it too.

So much it hurts. Take it now. Squeeze it all the way in.

Feel me lifting my hips and pushing it in. Fucking right inside you. Lower your body onto me.

Let yourself relax all around my cock. Feel it stretching you. Slowly filling you up.

You like how it hurts a little bit? You want more of that ache? You wanna get deeper inside you than anyone's been before and own your body completely? Fuck yeah.

Now just feel me holding you in place by your hips. Pulling my entire cock out and thrusting it back into you. Motion like that.

And again. Deeper. And again.

Now a little faster. Oh god. Opening's so good for me girl.

Fuck. Lean forward and lock your arms straight with your hands against my chest so you can rub your clit over your pubic bone. Fuck.

Give it back to me. Fuck you. Harder and deeper.

Come on you now. Roll over onto your stomach. Open your legs wide for me.

Spread them. I can see right up into you like this. Fuck you.

Don't be quiet. You can scream if you want. Just tell me you want me to take all of your holes.