In Home at Last, I described the incredible evening Sienna and I finally became one. I’m not one to get all gaga just because I have sex, but this was much more than a physical experience. I was already crushing on Sienna long before we slept together, and the reality had exceeded my most dreamy fantasies. The intoxicating swirl of passion was all around me and the world was vibrant once again.
Unfortunately, I would have to wait another 30 days before resting my eyes upon this beautiful woman again. Traveling home, I found myself thinking nonstop about Sienna and wondering if she was feeling the same way. Should I text or should I wait? I didn’t want to come on too clingy but didn’t want her think I wasn’t interested either. Sienna solved my dilemma by messaging that she made it home safely and had really enjoyed our evening. We chatted a little and then a photo drops in:
My reaction was something like, “Oh. My. God. Seriously?!” I had fantasized about Sienna’s body so many times and had soaked in every visual I could of her beauty that first night. My heart was pounding with excitement and I couldn’t believe she had sent me a photo like this…and those boots, wow! This image accompanied by memories of our first night would have me doing the five-knuckle shuffle far too many times over the next month. What a special power women have to put an image before a man and know he will likely be working his cock to the sight of her sexy body.
I had been bold in approaching Sienna and now she was being bold with the photo. We had one another’s undivided attention, but it was much more than sexual attraction. We were drawn to one another by something deeper…our souls were dancing. With so much energy flowing to one another, being apart for thirty days seemed like a lifetime. Interestingly, not being able to touch forced us to talk a lot more and get to know one another on a deeper level.
Sienna exposed me to some fascinating spiritual and psychological concepts, but it wasn’t always so cerebral. Passion easily bridged the miles and each new day was also filled with hot, steamy phone sex and sexting. We acted like love-struck, horny teenagers. We were illuminated. As our trust and connection deepened, we began to open up about sexual fantasies.
I had picked up on Sienna’s submissive behaviors our first night together so it was no surprise when she expressed these desires.
“My love, I want you to dominate me. Be firm and tell me how you will take me. Tell me what I should do to please my man. If I tell you “No”, be firm and in a commanding voice say, “Don’t tell me no!” I want you to hold me down and fuck me hard! Tell me what you are going to do and orchestrate what you want with me. You have my heart and soul…and now you command my body. If I fight back, hold me tighter and fuck me even harder!” ~ Sienna
These first 30 days were a whirlwind. It was incredible to think about how long I had fantasized about Sienna and to have her now saying I am in command of her body blew my mind. This presented some challenges in a long-distance relationships but I had a few tricks up my sleeve to help Sienna feel the sense of submission she craved. I noticed she had a pretty lil’ bush on her pussy that first night. While I do have a preference on how my lover grooms her pussy, the more pressing matter at hand was asserting my control of her grooming and that meant change. If she grooms herself one way, then I will demand it be groomed another way. I own it and it’s my choice. Off with the hair.
I also wanted Sienna to mark her pussy for me. I enjoy a little body writing and find it really hot when a woman writes my name on her pussy. Of course, it wasn’t her pussy any more, it was mine and she needed to mark it.
We then slipped into some conversations around anal play…
“Baby, I want to lay you down and kneel between your legs to worship your yummy cock. Cradling your cock and balls, I want to feel the heaviness of your manhood as I insert one finger…then two fingers in your ass as I milk your cock with my other hand and draw out your cum.” ~ Sienna
I don’t know what it is but I’m always surprised when a lover wants to slip a finger (or two) inside my smooth, hairless ass. Sienna was no exception. Of course, it wasn’t only my ass that was on her mind.
“I want you to slowly push an anal plug into my tight space. Turn me on my side and slowly ease it in as you look at my ass and pussy. Spank me. Everything you see and feel…it is all yours to take you as please. Tell me what you are doing each step of the way, tell me what you feel, and then fuck me deep with your cock!” ~ Sienna
Sienna revealed another fantasy though that reeeeally captured my imagination and desire. Sienna bashfully admitted that she has fantasized about anal sex (sex in her “tight space” as she often called it) but had never experienced it. She wanted to know if I would be okay with that?
So, this was a moment I had to pause and really wrap my mind around my good fortune. Let me get this straight. I have what I think is the most beautiful woman in the world asking me if I will fuck her in the ass and take her anal virginity? Well, I suppose I can be a selfless lover and make her fantasy a reality. Who am I to deny a woman’s deep desire? Oh, the things men do to please our ladies. Would I be okay with it? Seriously?! Damn right I will! What kind of question is that to drop on a man? I don’t think there is a man alive that would have told her no. I could barely think of anything else.
The thought of taking Sienna’s ass was hard to shake from my mind. Yet, other desires still managed to surface. Exhibitionism is something I have always enjoyed and it was great to learn that Sienna may have an interest in it too. Her openness to sharing nude photos was a sign of this. Another mention came in the form of a workout vignette. Sienna wanted to go on a trail run then slip off into the woods to fuck. She then wanted to continue the trail run with my cum running down her inner thighs. This certainly puts the “running” in trail running.
Another interesting desire came in the form of shoes. Sienna is very stylish and I had always admired that about her. She wants to bring her fashion sense into the bedroom and have me bend her over and take her while she’s wearing those sexy boots. Again, I am a generous man and will indulge her decadent desires. Is it just me or do all men love fucking women in high heels or knee-high boots? It is a powerful visual, and I am into it.
I’m being somewhat matter of fact about Sienna’s fantasies but she revealed them slowly and softly over long conversations. She was extremely bashful and it took a lot of coaxing and creating a safe space for her to talk about them. Like many women, she had repressed her sexual desires. She worried about being judged but longed to be sexually free and knew what she craved. Once she felt safe, her inner goddess was truly divine and so very naughty.
“Fuck me into submission baby and tell me what a good girl I am. After fucking me hard and dominating me, I want you to love me and hold me tight…cradle me in your strong arms and nurture me after you have fucked me raw and deeply. Sweet love, let’s dream our dreams and drift off together into our sensual shadows.” ~ Sienna
Sienna’s intimate revelations felt special to receive, and I promised to satisfy her wildest desires…even those she wasn’t yet aware of. The question that remains is how would she respond to my fantasies?
Sensual Shadows – Stories about my loving, erotic journey with Sienna.