I just moved to one of the most beautiful places on the planet! The beaches here are amazing, with soft, white sand, and water that could rock me to sleep in its blue blanket every night. The weather here is increadible, with perfect sunny skies for my sundresses and humbling thunderstorms to soak me to the skin on my long runs. I'm a 5'6", brown eyed, brown haired beauty with a slim form, a great ass, and long, sculpted, beautiful legs. I spend my time doing a job I love, going out dancing with girlfriends, reading books that turn my brain on, and chatting with folks that turn my body on online. I've lived in five countries, am very open minded, and generally a happy person. If I had to say I'd learned one particular thing, I'd say that people are really so much more alike than different. We are all out there trying to relate and the things that two people do that make both of them feel good can't be bad :)

My Ideal Person I'm looking for an attractive, imaginative, articulate man to trade erotic emails with and possibly chat with now and again. I'm not looking for anything on the phone or in person, but a little brain sex is always nice

Tell one of your favorite sexual fantasies. Don't hold back!:
I'm running on a beach in Virginia on a stormy day. The sky is nearly as grey as the sea but just as tumultuous. Its late summer and I'm hot and sticky from the run and the humidity, so I've peeled down to just a light pair of black running shorts and a black spaghetti strap sports bra. Just as I'm beginning to enjoy the pain searing through my legs as I pick up the pace, I hear a noise off to my left in the brush. When I turn my head, I see four large men wearing desert camoflage with their faces painted. I know that SEAL teams train in this area, so I assume that these men are SEALs. They're just standing there watching me run by, but just as I turn my head to look forward again, I see them running at me at a full sprint out of the corner of my eye. Alarmed, I begin to sprint away, not sure what their motives are. I feel a pair of strong arms around my upper body and another pair around my legs as I'm picked up off the ground. They change directions and take me over a dune. I see a training area of some sort before they but a blindfold over my eyes and I'm completely in the dark. After several minutes of running, I can tell we've gone into some sort of building. They sit me in a chair and begin to bind my wrists, ankles, and hips to the chair. Then they leave and I can hear another person walk into the room. He stands there and looks at me for a minute before coming over and beginning to remove the ropes from my legs.
"I'm not going to have any trouble out of you if I untie these, am I?" he whispers. His voice sounds vaguely familiar... and irritatingly sexy.
"No, of course not, I'm still tied up." I tell him resignedly. He slowly unties my ankles and they burn a little as the blood starts to flow more freely to my feet again. His hands run up my legs, slowly and deliberately. I'm so angry that he would be doing this, but at the same time, I can't help but be turned on by this rough man with rough hands, touching me against my will. His hands reach my shorts and he wraps his fingers around the waistband and begins to pull them down over my hips.
"What are you doing!?" I struggle a little against my restraints, alarmed. "Are you going to me!?"
"Of course not. I would never do that to you. I'll leave anytime you want me to... as long as I'm in the mood to leave." I can hear the smile in his voice and it disarms me, even as I'm trying to figure out what that statement means. My shorts are around my ankles now and he pulls them off over my shoes. His face runs back up against the inside of my left leg, his smooth military shave sliding softly along my sensitive skin. His face reaches my cotton panties and I can hear him inhale deeply.
"God, you smell incredible, absolutely edible. Mind if I get rid of these?" He whispers to me.
"Ummm... I don't even know you..." I struggle against the Catholic girl inside my mind, even as this incredible man licks my underwear softly, tasting the wetness there that definately is not only from the rain and sea spray.
"I'll take that as a 'no, I don't mind'" He slides his fingers up under the ropes around my hips and almost pulls my panties down and off before thinking again. As he comes up, he groans "I'll deal with that in a minute." as he passes my panties and continues up my taut stomach, licking, tasting, teasing. His strong hands wrap around my waist and slide up my sides to my sports bra, which he pulls gently up over my breasts. He leans in and covers my cool, erect nipples with his mouth, sucking gently, then with a little more urgency. I can feel his body between my legs as he kneels in front of me. He feels like he's got no shirt on, and a pair of running shorts. His chest is wide and strong, I can feel the muscles ripple beneath his skin as he moves his hands over my body, as he flexes towards me. He stands up and moves away, walks behind the chair and says "I'm taking these ropes off your wrists, but don't get any ideas about taking off, your hips are still tied." I nod silently as he unties my wrists. He takes the sports bra and pulls it off, over my head.
"I want you to feel what you've done." He says as he walks back around the chair. He grabs one of my hands and places it over his shorts. His cock is rock hard and very large. My already hard breathing becomes more ragged and I ask him what he's going to do with it. "I think you know what I"m going to do. I'm going to take it out on you, I'm going to fuck you until you don't know what day it is." Suddenly, I realize that I recognize his voice, and as my anxiety surges out, my desire floods in, washing over me like my relief.
"Jake!? Is that you?" I ask my ex boyfriend, the best sex of my entire life, and a man I'd fantasized about having again nearly every day since I'd last been with him.
"Hmmm... I was wondering how long it would take for you to figure it out, sexy." He said as he untied my hips, left the blindfold on and carried me from the chair to some type of military rack. "You're not finished being tied up, girl." he said as he pulled my wrists up over my head and secured them to whatever type of headboard was there. Just then, I feel the side of a knife blade slide up my outer thigh and I can hear the soft sound of my panties being sliced off even as I hear his shorts falling softly to the floor.
"No underwear for you?" I ask him playfully, even though I know he never wears them. His response is to slide his rough hand down my stomach and push one of his fat fingers deep within me. "Ohhh..." I groan as my tight pussy responds to this new guest.
"You're so tight, that's what I always loved about you. God, you're so wet... its begging for me, isn't it? You want it, don't you?" I groan with pleasure as he rubs my g-spot with two fingers, one part of me fighting the pleasure, and one part of me surrendering to it. I feel his cock at my entrance, and he teases me with it, sliding it in lazy circles around the place I really want it. "Tell me you want it, tell me you need it."
"God, Jake, do it, please, I want it, I need it!" I whisper in his ear, just as he grants my wish. His cock fills me up in a way I haven't felt in far, far too long. He hits deep and he hits hard.
"You like it fast, don't you? I remember 'faster' was your favorite word during sex. Do you still want it fast and hard?" he groans in my ear as his rock hard body moves against mine. I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him into me, deeper and faster. His hips pump him into me so hard and fast it's dizzying. It feels so good I can't think, I can't breathe, I can't do anything but move with him, move against him, I can't do anything but feel it and love every second.

What location do you fantasize about for a sexual encounter?:
The beach

What types of sexual activities turn you on?:
Receiving Oral Sex, Light Bondage, Role Playing, Slave/Master, Mutual Masturbation, Handcuffs/Shackles, Blindfolds

What factors are most important to you when looking for a sexual partner?:
A little of each

Ever fantasized about having sex with a celebrity? Who? What turns you on about them?:
I don't really fantasize about celebrities. Reality is so much better.

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