Instruction
I want you to sit on the side of your bed in a quiet room with your hands laying softly on your thighs. I want you to close your eyes and focus only on your breathing … soft and slow and steady. I want you to empty your mind of everything outside of you and feel only your body fully present in this moment. I want you to feel my presence surrounding you, calming you. I want you to imagine your own touch as mine.
I want you to run the backs of your fingers over your cheeks very lightly, up and down. I want you to move your fingers up over your forehead to slide to your scalp, massaging slowly. I want you to run your fingers through your hair, then return back to your head, massaging and then repeating. I want your hands to fall to your shoulders and press into your flesh, releasing the stress of the day moment by moment. I want your hands to fall down your chest, one hand on each side, past your collarbone, over your breasts, and then down to your waist. I want your hands to continue down your thighs to your knees then down your calves to your ankles. I want your hands to return by the same path back to your thighs. I want you to take a deep breath and just sit.
I want you to slowly lift your top, and drop it to the floor. I want you to feel the air on your skin and imagine a soft kiss on your shoulder, then my cheek brushing past you. I want you to imagine warm breath as I whisper to you. I want your hands to to slide up your tummy and then over your chest again. I want your hands to linger for a while, holding your breasts, gently pressing, and kneading. I want your hands to slide up further around and over your neck. I want you to run a finger around your lips, imaging it to be mine. I want you to part your lips slightly to touch the very tip of your tongue, so soft and wet. I want your hands to slide back to your waist, and I want you to slide your bottoms down and off, leaving your panties in place. I want you to reach around behind your back to unfasten your bra, letting it release, and dropping it to the floor.
I want you now to lie back on your bed with your hands on your thighs. I want you to move your hands together until they touch, and then press apart your legs just a bit. I want you to place one hand over your pussy, pressing it against you. I want you to the feel the warmth emanating from you. I want you to slide your hand up and down against your pussy until you can begin to feel your wetness increase. I want you to move your hands up over your tummy and back to your breasts. I want you to take one finger on each hand and trace around the outer edge of your breast on either side. I want you to draw tightening circles around and around until your fingers brush your nipples. I want you to take your forefinger and thumb on each hand and pinch your nipples. I want you to roll your nipples between your finger and thumb, twisting them back and forth. I want you to focus on your breathing. I want you to think my my lips on your chest, between your breasts. I want you to think of soft kisses brushing your nipples. I want to think of me taking you into my mouth. I want you to pinch your nipples harder, thinking of my teeth rolling them back and forth. I want you to moan lightly into the quiet room. I want your hands to flatten against your breasts to massage them. I want your left hand to stay on your breast as your right hand slides down between your legs. I want your hands to slowly rub against your body in both places. I want you to press your hips into your hand as you rub steadily. I want you to pause.
I want your hands to rest at your side. I want you to listen to your breathing. I want you to feel the desire in your body. I want you to feel the weight of my words in the air, ready to push you forward just a bit more. I want your hands to rest on your hips for a moment, and then gently push down your panties. I want you to drop them to the floor. I want you to spread your legs apart. I want you to feel vulnerable as you open yourself to my words. I want you to push your hands again to your inner thighs. I want you to run them up and down lightly. I want you to press them up to the top of your thighs, and then squeeze together. I want you to take your fingers and run them lightly on either side of your labia. I want you to feel the light touch. I want you to imagine it is my tongue, as you feel my head nestled between your legs. I want you to listen to your breathing. I want you to feel your heart beat. I want you to feel alive as you slide your fingers together on either side of your clit. I want you to rub it slowly and gently from either side. I want you to feel it warming you. I want you to take one finger and slowly draw it up and down the lips of your pussy. I want you to slowly press your finger in, pushing aside the soft skin. I want you to feel your warmth. I want you to feel the wetness. I want your mind to be filled with the power of imagination, thinking of my tongue slowly spreading your lips, until I find your clit. I want your finger to touch there, resting. I want your finger to slowly circle your clit around and around. I want you to feel me there.
I want you to grind your hip as you circle your clit. I want one hand to slide up your body past your breast, past your neck, to your mouth. I want you to slide a finger into your mouth, feeling your tongue. I want you to slowly slide it back out and then back in again. I want you to swirl your tongue around your finger. I want you to slowly remove it from your mouth. I want you to take your hand and move it lower. I want you to slide that finger between your labia, to find your tunnel. I want you to slowly slide the finger inside yourself, while continuing to circle your clit. I want you to quicken the pace of your hand moving over your clit. I want you to press your finger inside you, pressing into your walls. I want you to slowly withdraw it, and then press back inside quickly. I want you to press your hips into your hands as the rhythm begins to quicken. I want you to hear your breath as it quickens. I want you to imagine my presence all around you. I want you to stop.
I want you to place your hands at your sides. I want you to feel your body’s arousal. I want you to feel the wetness on your fingers. I want you to feel your heart beating loudly and clearly. I want you to feel alive, and I want you to feel desirable. I want you to feel mine.
I want you to move your hands to massage your breasts again. I want you to slide your hands down your body to your pussy. I want you to slide your finger back inside of you. I want you to think of me filling you. I want you to lift your hips to press upwards. I want to you move with quicker rhythm than before. I want your other hand to move back to your clit. I want you to rub yourself. I want you to feel me grinding my body into you. I want you to moan, low and deep. I want you to feel your fingers moving inside you, as if it were me. I want you to imagine the weight of my body upon you. I want you to think of me filling you. I want you to feel your body begin to follow its own path. I want you to stop.
I want you to feel the tingling inside of you. I want you to know what brought that to you. I want you to breathe deeply, feeling the air flow inside of you. I want you to want what is coming more than anything. I want you to want it from me.
I want you to release. I want your hands to move as you want them to. I want them to fill you. I want them to rub you. I want them to tease you. I want them to touch you. I want you to think of me. I want you to feel the inevitable rise from deep within you. I want you to let it come. I want you to call it forward. I want you to feel your muscles take over. I want you to lose control. I want you to come for me sweetheart.
I want the moans to escape you. I want your body and my words to become one. I want you to give everything you have to the moment. I want you to free yourself completely.
I want your hands to slow and steady themselves. I want you to listen to your breathing as it slows. I want you to feel your skin surrounding you. I want you to rest. I want you to smile.
I want you to slowly slide under the covers of the bed. I want you to feel your nakedness. I want you to feel the covers surround you, as if it were me. I want you to imagine me beside you, stroking your hair, kissing your cheek.
I want you.