birthday confessions

‘For Arno’s birthday, there wouldn’t be anything else I’d rather do than completely pleasuring him on his special day. It would start off with me sneaking into his bedroom, totally naked save for a few rose petals and ribbons covering my bare chest and between my legs. As soon as he comes into his room however, I’d beckon him over to remove the ribbons and such from me. As he does so, I’d lean up and whisper; “S’il vous plaît avoir votre chemin avec moi..” and allow him to do whatever he wants..’

‘I find Arno leaning on his balcony, staring out into the Parisian night. I stand beside him and question, “What are doing here? It’s your birthday; you should be having fun.” He stands up straight to face me. “I was actually waiting for you. I didn’t want to celebrate it without you,” he appealed. He took my hand into his and led me back into his room. “Besides, we can have even more fun here, just the two of us,” he smirked. For his birthday, we ended up making love and we loved every second.’

Confession [@tayshipping]

‘My French Paramour Arno has a birthday coming up and I have the perfect gift for him. I’ve put together a book of all the erotic fantasies we have talked about trying out. I will present the book to him on his big day, explain what it is and needless to say, we will spend all day and all night making each fantasy a reality :)’

Confession [@sassenach-on-the-rocks]