Sexy sussurations

Sussurations – whisper-like sounds, quiet indecipherable sounds

There is something incredibly sexy about graveyards and cemetaries. I can’t put my finger on what that is and why they are that way for me. I am a bit of a taphophile, I just love spending time around graves. For as long as I can remember I have had a goulish fascination with the macabre.

It does surprise me I don’t have more images of me on the blog in graveyards. The image I’ve picked for this post is actually one of the very first images I posted! Maybe it’s becasue I don’t have any pretty old cemetaries near me, or none that are secluded enough to spend time in naked.

Graveyards are not only incredibly beautiful but I find so much peace in them. Part of me wonders if it’s because I spent so much of my childhood playing in them, that then turned into first kisses, fumbles and eventually first fuckings. Whilst, lets face it, our first sexual encouters were rarely mind blowing it may’ve paved the way for my love of risky sex.

Whilst I’ve never fucked on someones grave or over a gravestone because I am so wary of how relatives may feel that that’s hugely disrespectful. But please, don’t stop yourselves from fucking on my grave becasue I’m fairly sure even in my death I’m going to be a filthy perv and voyeur!

That said, once of my earliest and as yet unfulfilled fantasies is to fuck someone on one of those beautiful table tombstones. I want us to sneak into the far corner of the graveyard, both of us nervous but excited because we know what is about to happen. Our kisses become more frenzied, our hands unable to resist each other. She climbs up onto the tombstone and I urgently push her skirt up and push her panties to the side. I can hear her breathing quicken and I push my fingers into her cunt. I can see she bites her lip as she tries to silence her moans for fear of being caught but those sexy sussurations just spur me on as I draw her orgasms from her.