Sensory Deprivation

   

   My senses have been so neglected this year.  Since my vision isn't the greatest, my touch, taste, hearing, and smell are also in need of some much needed stimuli.  

    I flashback to a past love, a sexual goddess, a woman who still to this day gets me so hard.  Someone who made the most amazing sounds, tasted amazing on my lips and tongue, and whose soft silky skin made my fingers tremble when I touched her.

   When I close my eyes I picture my hands running up and down her warm soft skin.  She's blindfolded and restrained, she shakes and moans, it gets me so freaking hard.  I hear her breathing, it is so soft yet so hard.  She has a faint smell of perfume and all my senses are tuned into her.

   I bite my lip and try to control myself.  I want her now, but I must allow my senses some fun and stimulation.  She is there, she is all mine, and I am in control.  But when truth be told, she is the one in control.  

  Everything I do, is for her.  Her sounds, motions, desires......I do everything for her pleasure, which in turn, gives me the greatest pleasure known to man.  Her ability to drive me insane, turns me into a true beast.