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[treblemaking]

Taboo, huh? It sounds like I have a new city to visit soon. After I find a good beach, that is. Fuck, I miss the coast.

She is not, which is why I could tease and flirt, but this isn't exactly the best moment for an erection. However if you were hoping for some me-time with

guidance~

That I can do.

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I can take you to Coney Island, but it’s always so crowded there. We might need to go further out.

I see. You don’t think that texting me naughty things while you know that I’m touching myself is going to make you hard?

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We've been there! The games were quite fun but also a little nerve-wracking. I couldn't believe all the skin the women showed to go into the water. Those swimsuit things are a magnificent invention. You're correct, though, I was thinking something more... coast-y.

I shall channel that energy in my writing - to describe the fire in your eyes, the swing in your waist, and the joy in your cunt.

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You mean the bikinis?

There are a few beaches further out that are more quiet. Let me ask some of my friends about them.

Just out of curiosity, do you frequently share your guidance with others or am I the only one who gets this honor?

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Yes, those! Lovely garments. The information will be very useful, thank you.

Are you sure you want to know that?

The answer takes a few minutes to arrive. He's hesitant, but maybe it may help her get more comfortable with the subject.

Most of my lovers are one-night stands. Only three (besides you) have become repeated encounters, and two of those are men. We only flirt a little when we contact each other to meet later - I don't chit-chat with them as I do with you. I've tried "phone sex" once, and I've been curious about doing it on text, but need the right partner. I don't need someone to have a big vocabulary when we're in bed (the mind can be beautiful in such a variety of ways!); however, words are the protagonists when it comes to using these devices, and "phone sex" has taught me that wit is a must if I have to get excited merely by speech.

I don't think I need to explain who I see as very witty.

(If it counts, back in my world, I "offered my guidance" in the bedroom in the form of sitting back and talking while I watched.)

Sorry to keep disappearing, so tired this week

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That is interesting information. She wonders why he chit chats with her and not them. Because she responds?

While I’m sure it would be even better to hear your lovely voice, I think reading what you have to say will be inspiring as well.

So, what should I do? I’m alone in my bedroom.

please don't worry and rest! rl always comes first

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Several minutes pass without an answer, but then-

Apologies, I've been sent to my room like a hormonal teenager. I may control my erection, but it seems I was still smelling too horny to stay in the garden. This has been classified by the actual teenager as "gross". I could complain about my writing session and tea being interrupted, but I think I may join you and write with just one hand, if you know what I mean.

Let's set up a scene, shall we? Are you alone in the apartment? What are you wearing, beautiful?

ate dinner then passed out, worst time of the school year <3

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Does she have a nose like Geralt’s?

The kids are here, but they’re napping.

What if I was wearing a bikini? On a private beach with just you and I?

Nothing saying this can’t be a fantasy.

hope it gets better soon!

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No, he came out to sit with us. She has his sword skills and Yennefer's magic.

A private beach - that does sound perfect. Swimming together with the sunset behind us and the warm summer breeze brushing our wet hair. I can see the shape of your nipples on your bikini top, darling. They're hard to ignore.

Thank you <3

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Impressive.

Your entire chest is hard to ignore. And your abs. And your arms. I’ve been staring at you all day. Of course my nipples are hard.

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We've been here all day. Our skin is starting to tan - do you have tanning lines, Miriam? I'm so curious to know. I'm so eager to check - to find them and kiss them all.

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I guess you should take my top off and find out.

Meanwhile, I’m actually slipping my panties off underneath my dress.

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I swim behind you and drop a kiss on your shoulder while I start to untie your top. Salty, yet I can't have enough. You do have lines, and I shall kiss them all.

(Staying dressed in case you get caught, huh? How exciting, to be on the lookout for any noises outside the room. Such a naughty daughter. I am getting comfortable in only my robe, and playing soft music in the radio so I don't have to hold back. Make me loud, darling.)

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Oh, we’re still in the water? There aren’t any sharks in this fantasy, are there?

(Is your cock hard for me yet?)

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Of course we are! If we are on a private beach, then we shall take advantage of it to the fullest! Have you never fucked in the water? Your body will float the same your mind does when you orgasm~

And that bikini top? I let the water take it away, so my hands can cover your breasts instead. They are magnificient as always, I love playing with them. Squeeze them, pinch them. Were they bigger when you were pregnant? Were they more sensitive?

(It's waking up. Are you wet for me yet?)

Night napping strikes again

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I’ve done some fooling around in the water before.

Well don’t let it float away! I’m going to need that back.

I love when you play with my breasts, bouncing them with your calloused hands and pinching my nipples. They swelled a little bit when I was pregnant and were definitely more sensitive. Are you thinking about me being pregnant, Jaskier?

Because that’s a surprising fantasy coming from him.

(Of course I am, darling. I’m running my fingers over my folds, teasing myself and feeling the wetness pooled there.)

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You won't need it. See that little shack over there? We're renting that. We shall walk naked and fuck all over this private beach as many times as we want.

If they're going to fantasize, then he'll go for his favorite thing: absolute freedom.

Goodness, no. I wanted to tease you about your sensitivity - which I love so. I turn you around and bury my face in your amazing tits, sucking and nibbling like a man dying of thirst. Leaving hickeys on the tan lines. I wonder, sometimes, if I could make you come just from playing with them.

(Always so wet for me, so eager, so pretty and lovely. I'm dancing around my room, rubbing the tent on my robe. The fabric adds a degree of separation - I don't feel my callouses, I feel your manicured fingers teasing me.)

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You probably could. Something for us to try.

(I can’t dance around or I might wake the kids. I’m gathering my skirt up around my waist so that I can spread my legs and use both hands to touch myself the way that you taught me.)

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Duly noted.

I capture your mouth in a hungry kiss, my hands never leaving your breasts. Everything tastes salty but I don't care, because I can still taste Miriam too - strong, feisty, addictive.

(Ooh, both hands! One for your clit, one for your cunt - simply perfect choice. I want you to take good care of yourself, beautiful. Don't let a single inch go unexplored. Get to know your body all over again, find all those spots that drive you crazy.)

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And what about you? While you’re kissing me to oblivion, I’m cupping my hand over your cock through your swim trunks. Should I push them down and let the waves take them?

(It may become difficult to text with both of my hands occupied. My cunt is so wet for you. I’m getting my fingers nice and slick so that I can push them inside and find that spot that makes me feel so good.)

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I hiss and thrust against your hand, the tent in my trunks already pretty obvious. Yes, please, take them off - my body is all yours, have fun with it.

(Always so wet and ready for me, it's intoxicating. Do you mind if I match you? I have vaseline and fingers eager to explore, too. Worry not, though - my cock is already hard and throbbing just by the thought of how wet you are for me.)

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Once I’ve got your trunks off, I’ll take my bottoms off and then wrap my legs around you, letting you run your cock through my folds, teasing you. Do you want to be inside me? You want to fuck me in the water?

(You’re putting your fingers… inside? I wish I could be there to see that. Going to thrust your fingers and stroke your hard cock at the same time?)

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I immediately put my arms around you, smugly smiling at how you're now using the sea as an advantage. It's wonderful, is it not? There's no weight to slow down our muscles, just free floating while we rub against each other. I moan as I tease your cunt with the tip of my hard cock - yes, Miriam, I'm always eager to fuck you. In the water, on the stage, on top of a table, against the balcony window. In every position you may think of.

(If you want to see it, I'll put up a show for you next time we meet. It's only the thrusting at first - two fingers, well lubricated, slowly opening myself up while I'm on my knees on the bed. I'm not sure how long I'll last in this position - what do you think? Should I let my body fall and trap my cock between my legs and the mattress?)

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Then you should take me. Hold my hips steady and push your cock into me. I’d let you take me in so many different ways, Jaskier. In so many different places. The way we fuck is pure ecstasy and I can’t get enough.

(Would that hurt? How would you be able to stroke it that way?

I’ve got two fingers in my cunt and I’m pushing them in as deeply as I can, tilting my hips to try to find that spot. I’m spread wide open on the bed.)

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How can I say no to such an entrancing invitation? My arms are wrapped around your hips tightly and push you down to penetrate you in one swift move. I throw my head back to moan - so tight, so wet, so eager, so fucking perfect.

(I could turn around later. Or get on my hands and knees. Or stand up. You tell me how you want me, darling.

All spread open for me, such a feast I'm missing out on. I know exactly where my spot is, but I shall wait for you, dear. For now, I add a third finger and trust, enjoying feeling so fucking full.)