The Seduction

A Story of True Love, And Unexcelled Passion,

I find it easy to get picked up by making my move in front of the right man. Picking the right man has delightful rewards for me after the pickup. Especially when the man has gentle, loving hands, and takes his time.

He usually starts with very light caresses when I sit with him, on the chesterfield, or on his lap. Then, when I show the response that he seeks, his exploring hands gradually proceed to seek out my pleasure centres.

Oh, those hands feel really good. … With subtle, implied permission on my part, he’ll start at the top. Oohh. That’s nice. Then he’ll take it down. Ahhh. Down is even better. Oh, that’s the way. Start at the top, then take it down. … Not too fast, … just right. I close my eyes. … I raise my chin. … I fully enjoy his every caress.

 Oohh! Those caresses feel really good. Absolutely ecstatic. They feel even better as he progresses. Aahh. Now I have to roll over onto my back. I just have to. I stretch my legs out to encourage him to continue. … He doesn’t need much encouraging. He seems to knows what I really want as much as I do. He knows how to bring me on.

 “Oohh. Do you like this Chelsie Baby?”

 Oh yes, I love it. He knows I do. What a feeling! I can’t help stretching my legs out, and pulling them back! Push them out and pull them back!

“Oh yes, Chelsie Baby. You really do like this, don’t you?”

Just when I think it can’t get any better, he moves on to the next stage!

 Now I’m squirming! Uncontrollably! Squirming with delight. Can’t you see? I’m on my back, on the chesterfield, with my legs as far apart as I can get them! He really knows how to do it right. Now, when I thought it couldn’t get any better, it does!

“Your Loving Daddy likes doing this just with you.”

I like it too. Now run your hands up my front and down my back. … And around my sides and my back again. … Yes! … Yes! … That’s the way! Again. And again. And again! Oohh, that rhythm really sends me. Just keep doing what you’re doing. Oohh, then do it some more!

“Okay, Chelsie Baby! That’s enough for today.”

What? … No! … Please don’t stop now. … I don’t want you to stop now!

“Nancy’s got your food ready.”

… Where?

“Here it is, Chelsie. Come on, kitty.” The dishes clink together.

Food! “Meow.” Let me go, Daddy! Let me go!

Here I come, Nancy!

That food smells really good! A bowl of food with fish chunks, and a bit of milk. “Meow”

It just can’t get any better than food. … Never!

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