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myredbike: ”Is it okay if I tell you that I’ve been thinking about you day and night? Would it be inappropriate if I confessed that your smile hasn’t left my mind? Do you think it’s wrong to admit that I fantasize about the taste of your skin?
myredbike: “She was such a slut for me. What she did truly was of the nasty variety. Things that made my jaw drop in disbelief and my cock hard like granite. Not only was she prepared to do anything I asked of her, she craved it deeply. What a good
myredbike: “Make me cum, she whispered into his ear and it was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard.” Copyright © Dirty Romantic - Tales of Love, Lust & Loss
myredbike: “He fucked her with his words in ways no one had ever done before. By the time he did so with his body she was putty in his hands.” Copyright © Dirty Romantic - Tales of Love, Lust & Loss
myredbike: “It started off with just a little spark. Small and steady and barely even noticeable. By the time I realized what had happened I was engulfed in her flames. Warming me, burning me, setting my heart on fire. It was fucking glorious.”
myredbike: “Use me,” she said with pleading eyes. It was the sweetest two words I had ever heard. Copyright © Dirty Romantic - Tales of Love, Lust & Loss
myredbike: “I dreamed last night of being inside you. My lips on your skin, your legs curled around me. My fingers in your hair and your breath inside my mouth. It was vivid and real. I woke up wondering if in reality it would feel exactly like that.”
myredbike: “She liked to provoke his fire, just to find out how much she could get burned.” Copyright © Dirty Romantic
myredbike: “Hurt me,” she said. “Use my body any way you want. Just don’t break my heart.” Copyright © Dirty Romantic
myredbike: “She was smitten by his charm, his wit and his hard cock.” Copyright © Dirty Romantic
myredbike: “She oozed onto my tongue like honey in the midday sun.” Copyright © Dirty Romantic
myredbike: “I wanted more than her body. I wanted to own her heart, to claim her soul as mine. I wanted all of her, right that very moment and for eternity. Not even death would have the power to separate us. Once our minds connected and our bodies
myredbike: “I would break the bones of anyone who touched her, but at the same time, I want to put bruises and marks on the most delicate parts of her body. I guess there’s only one logical explanation for it. What’s mine is mine.” Copyright
myredbike: “Does it make me an evil man that I imagine her with watery eyes, bruises on her thighs, and my cum leaking out of her? That I fantasize about my hand on her throat and my spit dripping onto her tongue? That I want to make her beg and plead
myredbike: “That sound. It was loud and wild. It was desperate and out of control. It was sexy, sweet, loving and dirty all at once. It was the sound of her voice in my ear when she came.” Copyright © Dirty Romantic - Tales of Love, Lust &
myredbike: “She turned her head, looked at me and smiled. And the only thought I had at that moment was that I was totally fucked.” Copyright © Dirty Romantic
myredbike: “My hobbies? Making sure I’m fluent in your love language and also making you cum.” Copyright © Dirty Romantic
myredbike: “I choked her with all the love in my heart and she came all over me with all the love in hers.” Copyright © Dirty Romantic
myredbike: “I want to be yours, she said with her pretty puppy dog eyes. Some time later, with her still clinging to me and my cum deep inside her, I made her look at me again. And now you are, I said.” Copyright © Dirty Romantic
myredbike: “That’s a lot of attitude for someone so sweet who’s about to be ruined.” Copyright © Dirty Romantic
myredbike: “I called her my angel when we held hands, and my whore when she took me deep in her mouth. She was my baby when she fell asleep in my arms and my good girl after I made her cum. I called her lots of names and she loved them all.” Copyright
myredbike: Break me She whimpered oh so deliciously. It was quiet and desperately needy. Every little moan escaping her luscious lips rushed straight to my throbbing cock. It drove me insane. I fucked her with such ferocity that I thought I’d split
myredbike: Take her because she’s yours Men and women are equal. No doubt about that. But there are times when a man needs be the man. Not some watered down pussy version of himself. That’s not how nature intended it. Take charge. Take control.
myredbike: Naughty or nice? What’s your pleasure tonight? Do you want to keep it relaxed, slow and sexy? Let my tongue explore all around your neck, past your collarbone and over your shoulders while I whisper into your ear where I want to touch you
myredbike: “Undivided attention. Dirty flirting. Hysterical laughter. Sore body parts. Ferocious protection. Frequent spankings. Never-ending affection. Earth shaking orgasms. Necessary freedom. Occasional control. Unwavering support. Guiding hand.
myredbike: Fucking under the influence “I fucking love you,” she said, her words slurred from too many drinks, as my tongue slid all over her dripping pussy. “But what I would love even more is if you fuck me hard right now.” Our breaths met,
myredbike: My mouth is her secret“I remember your mouth on me,” she confessed to me recently. “My thoughts betray me and confirm the ache my body still feels for you.” “I can’t get it out of my head how you made me wet with just your words.”“It’s
myredbike: “Fuck, that hurt, she said with fire in her eyes. Do it again! That was the moment I knew she was the one for me.” Copyright © Dirty Romantic - Tales of Love, Lust & Loss
myredbike: “Anyone can fuck. Most can talk a good game. But that’s missing the point. It’s about nurturing her sometimes fragile heart, stimulating her thirsty mind while at the same time using her body in ways that will make her blush even days
myredbike: You can’t be too nice I try to be considerate and sensitive. I make an effort when it comes to romance. I honestly want to do the right thing. And I want to be a good man. I’ll admit I’m not always successful with it and sometimes I
myredbike: Scream, baby I want to hear you yell and swear from the top of your lungs. Tell me you love me or curse my name. I don’t care. Just don’t hold back. Let it all out and let yourself go wild. You know I love it when you become like this.
myredbike: A new love “The smell of your skin is more important to me than oxygen,” she said. “I don’t know how I made it through life without your smile,” he replied. “Your lips were made to be touched by mine,”
myredbike: Can we last? “But we’re not what we used to be,” she said. “That’s ok,” he replied. “Nothing stays shiny forever. Some things break over time. But others improve. Every mark and scratch, every dint and sign
myredbike: “She had soft skin and hard nipples. A thirst for romance and the desire to be fucked until her body hurt. She liked her hair pulled when she made love and be whispered ‘I love you’ when she swallowed. She was a contradiction in every
myredbike: PassionIt often exists in the early stages of a relationship. Ah, that honeymoon phase. Things are all new, exciting and unpredictable. Pretty much nothing happening in the rest of your life regardless of how crappy it might be can extinguish
myredbike: “Take me, but don’t be gentle, she said. I want you to show me what I mean to you. I don’t want to be caressed or cuddled. I don’t need soft touches or romantic whispers. I want to be taken. Roughly. Hard. Without any mercy. Prove
myredbike: “Kiss me. I don’t care what your hair looks like or if you’re wearing makeup. I couldn’t care less about lingerie or dirty talk. All I want is to put my hands on your face, look into your eyes and kiss you like we’ve just found each
myredbike: “Sex without connection gets old quickly. Affection without lust won’t work in the long run. Love without vulnerability is just temporary infatuation. What you have to do, what you should demand of yourself, is to find that person who you
myredbike: Same time, same place
myredbike: A needy call “It’s me. Don’t say a word. Just listen,” he said into the phone. “I’ve been thinking about you all damn day. I can’t get your naked body out of my mind.” ”I still have the taste of your sweet pussy on my
myredbike: “She looked absolutely stunning, flawless from head to toe. I was very much aware of all the admiring and envious glances coming our way. I knew I had an angel walking by my side and she was all mine. The smile on my face and my fingers
myredbike: AfterglowHe was still inside her. The weight of his body pressed down on her so exquisitely. Her breath was ragged, her heart beating at an unnatural speed. Every time they were together the world seemed to stop and they lost themselves in
myredbike: Inappropriate thoughts “I’m having a really nice time,” she said smiling from across the table. “So am I,” he replied returning her smile before putting another bite into his mouth. How I want to rip your bra open
myredbike: 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
myredbike: Because you are mine If I want to stop you in the middle of the grocery store, put your face into my hands and kiss you passionately with a bunch of strangers around us then I will do it. I can kiss you any time I want. If I want you naked
myredbike:Taste my kiss My lips have a pull on yours whether you like it or not. You can’t help but stare at them. You see how they move when I talk. You watch as my mouth opens and closes. You might not want to admit it but you are addicted to what
myredbike: “I wanted to fuck her, not because I felt particularly turned on, but because I wanted to be inside her when I told her I loved her.” Copyright © Dirty Romantic - Tales of Love, Lust & Loss
myredbike: ”Mark me,” she said. “Show me that I only belong to you.” Quite some time later I stood up and looked at her. Imprints of my teeth were burned into her thighs like branding marks. I could see the outline of my hand slowly beginning
myredbike: “She opened her legs with a mixture of excitement and fear. This would be the first time for her. She really didn’t know what to expect. Others had talked about it but now that it was about to happen to her she had major doubts. The gentle
myredbike: ”I wanted her in the air I inhaled and the wine I drank. For her to get into my bones and skin and my every single thought. I wanted her coursing through my veins, swirling inside my lungs and pumping in and out of my heart. I wanted her
myredbike: “Life is too short, they say. So let’s laugh at least once every day until the tears are rolling. Let’s talk to friends in person any chance we get. And let’s have as many orgasms as our bodies can possibly handle. If doing all of
myredbike: “You know it’s special when the other person puts their needs before yours and you want nothing else but to do the same for them. No selfish egos getting in the way. No expectations or demands creating a divide where it shouldn’t be.
myredbike: “Quick, quick. Hurry up,” she moaned into the phone, “stop what you’re doing and get over here. I need to cum.” There was a particular kind of desperation in her voice. She seemed needier than usual. What could have brought that
myredbike: “Hurt me, she pleaded while I pushed her body to its limits, just don’t break my heart. As I put her flesh through things she had never experienced before I offered her my heart in return for hers, to prove to her that while our bodies
myredbike: I don’t want to let the fire die… You think that this has anything to do with my cock inside you? You think that the most important thing is my mouth on your pussy? You think it’s all about us cumming together? If that is what you believe
myredbike: Wishes do come true There are times in your life when you don’t comprehend the significance of a particular situation. It might appear to be just another day. Just another chance meeting with a random person. Sometimes it can take you a
myredbike: “Men are asked to be considerate and understanding these days when it comes to relationships. To be accommodating and caring. That’s all well and good and most certainly needs to be done but to some men that’s an excuse to be a pussy.
