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Hmmmmmmm, I’m imagining your hands right now, cupped over my breasts, simply holding them as you stand behind me, my shoulder leaning gently against your chest. My heart is racing so fast that you can feel it through my skin. Your breath whispering against the back of my neck is almost as strong as a well placed fire brand, searing the skin it caresses, marking me as your prey.
My hands start to roll the nipple pressed between two fingers back and forth slowly. My mouth trailing its way to an ear to lightly rim its edge with my lips before snaking out a warm wet tongue to trace its circle to find the sensitive center. Nibbling a little lower on your earlobe I can feel your breath start to come in faster and harder. My hands are now lightly running the palm across just the tips of your nipples before closing around each globe to test its solidity and weight.
I lean back into you, so that your lips slip from my ears to my cheek and then in a heartbeat, claim my mouth. You tease me by not letting me have your tongue. My breasts feel full and warm, cupped gently in your palms heavy with an ache to be ravaged that flows and ebbs at a place where my pleasure centers. My whispered breath as our kiss finally deepens causes a shiver to run the length of your body. Your thumbs slide down to rub the sides of each breast then continue to slip gently, lightly down to where the tops of my thighs lie trembling for your arousing magic touch. I break off the kiss, and turning to face you fasten my lips upon one of your earlobes now. My teeth are lightly nipping and pulling back. A low growl forms deep in my throat, an animal expression of pure pleasure.
Leaning into your caress of my earlobe I can feel myself harden to an almost steel structure thrusting straight up against gravity. Desiring to confirm your desire and readiness in an attempt to make you be the aggressor in our upcoming union, my hand slides seductively across your inner thigh to arouse the sensitive skin. The other slides around to caress your ass cheeks and draw lazy circles on them before cupping them slightly. Continuing to torment your thighs a little longer my nails trail up them slowly as my hand spreads out to continue through the curly hair above. Turning my head to seek your mouth once more I slide my tongue forcefully into your mouth at the same moment you feel my finger slide between the velvet folds of your pussy. Cupping your behind with a little more force I urge you to press your body close to mine where my hand is trapped between our bodies and the strength of my desire is evident against your skin...
I feel the rigid length of you, powerful, and warm, pressed between us as I shudder. I feel your finger rhythmically slipping in and out of my tight, wet sheathe. My mouth draws your tongue deeper, suckling it as if it were the oh so evident length of manhood straining against my stomach. Knowing and sensing that the moment is coming when I must take command of you, I break the kiss and lower my head so that I can circle your nipples with my tongue, first licking lightly, then making as if to suckle them from your body. You gasp at my touch, as you feel my hips start to undulate suggestively against yours mirroring the inward thrusts of your hand, making you penetrate me even deeper upon every stroke. Suddenly, I reach a hand down to gently pull the hand that lies nestled between my thighs, away. Pressing my thighs against your lower body with urgency you cannot mistake. I can feel both hands on my ass and your fingers as they clench and release in time to the movements I’m making against you. I lift my mouth from ravaging your chest, licking lightly at your outer lips before pulling coyly away. I look into your eyes, finding them staring at me with a mixture of mindless desire and gentle affection. I smile ever so slightly, as I lean up to whisper in your ear...”Take me!”
Feeling my hands on your ass slip to your hips to position you correctly, you can feel the tip of my manhood at the edge of entering your lips ever so slightly. My movements have caused your head to be centered in respect to my body so I can watch your eyes as I slowly push your hips down onto my waiting shaft. I eagerly watch your eyes gleam and the passion burn as inch by inch I slip deeper inside, my own desire starts to overflow and my hips ever so slightly rise to continue this the first and enchanting stroke. Raising my head to once again claim your lips in a deep kiss my hands start to force your body into a rhythm that you take over within seconds. My tongue inside you, my manhood inside you, the feeling is one of being full of endless pleasure. My frantic eyes are dancing beneath now closed lids as my tongue seeks to mirror the rhythm below. My hands now clenching your behind to pull you farther and farther up until just the tip of me is inside and the most contact with your sensitive clit is established. Finally a hand runs a little towards the center to test your reaction as it slides between the two openings to tease your sensitized skin.
My hips arch upwards and then press down, driving you into me as fully as I can, sensing a fullness that makes me gasp with shocked pleasure. I capture your tongue and suckle it ravenously, a content growl of pleasure throbbing in the back of my throat! I pull back and lean in, again and again, each time with more speed and a bit more pressure, so that with the combined effects of your shaft stroking the deepest places one moment and the very edges the next teasing my clit with the presence of your hand. I moan, my eyes closed, my senses lost in you, knowing nothing more than that this is what was meant. Shuddering from head to toe, I sense a wave of sensations building ever stronger, radiating out from the place where you’ve penetrated me. The inner muscles of my sheathe start to contract each time you are embedded fully within. I am making you feel as if silken and immensely powerful hands are encircling you and massaging you from the inside out. Concentrating the focus of those contractions, as I feel your hands press my hips even harder into you, I press your chest back with my hands until you realize that I want you to lie on your back. Lowering you slowly down, I lean forward, rising up so that I can barely feel the tip of your manhood pulsing within me, I offer my nipples to your parted lips, moaning as your tongue darts out to curl around first one rigid peak, then the other. Hanging poised there, ready to impale myself upon you, I sense and hear your breath catch in your throat, your heart pounding helplessly beneath my chest.
Now its you who seeks to catch my eyes. Silently letting me know that it’s your desire that I be the one to lose control, to surrender to ecstasy first. And that it is your power and decision that this be so. This point is proved immediately as you allow me to sink less than an inch into you as you descend onto me. Nearly mindless with desire its all I can do to lie still and not flip you over to drive into you again and again to taste that wonderful release awaiting me. But it’s your own internal contractions, which bring me back to reality. I’m not the only one who wants this. Oh no. The lie given form you let your entire weight settle around me driving me deep into you all of a sudden and I gasp in pleasure and arch my hips as your mouth descends onto mine. The labored breathing making the room sound quiet through the noises we create, the sharing of breaths, and nearly mindless growls and moans of pleasure excite each other and feed off each other until you are riding me up and down, helped by my hands. Knowing the moment is fast approaching and that you can feel me pulse inside you as I’ve reached the point of no return, my lips surround yours and my hips are now driving up and down way off the bed as your hands close around my shoulders clenching them tightly, almost painfully if I was even aware of what you were doing. As you feel me spurt my release and I feel you start to reach your own climax I can feel your voice building into a beautiful but primitive scream of utter joy. Capturing this as best as possible with my lips you yourself are aware only of my pulsing strength inside you, and blissfully unaware of my firmly grasping hands, the precarious position at least a foot into the air my arched back has lifted you, your hands digging into me. It’s a mindless and erotic release of passion that is exploding outward...
I tremble with every fiber of my being, feeling a fullness and power
never even dreamt of. I hold on with all the strength I possess. My body
molded as one with yours, lips and tongues joined as deeply as our lower
bodies. Sweat glistens on our skin with silvery radiance in the soft light.
My hair is wet and in my eyes. I am oblivious to all but your presence,
your touch, your desire to drive me insane. My moans are muffled until
I wrench my lips from yours. At long last, giving full voice to the pagan
cries of wanton delight they explode from my throat in a mixture of your
name and a wordless growl of pure animal satisfaction. My sheathe pulses,
each ripple of muscle stroking you within, tormenting your already over
sensitive shaft. I make you arch with each caress, every movement made
of my hips as I slip up and then down, making sure to vary the angle of
re-entry each time. I allow you to penetrate a little deeper with
each stroke and to reach a new place within. I tenderly kiss your mouth,
feeling that your lips are warm, and slightly swollen. I lean towards you
and offer them the reward of a rigid nipple. You thrill to the jolt
of electricity that contributes to the orgasm that has exploded through
me in wave after mounting wave. I beg for you to wrap your arms around
me and hold me. As my breath stops for one heart wrenching moment, everything
poised is on the brink of heaven. My body is at the edge of flight
at long last. I look into your passion glazed eyes, seeing the mirror
of my own feelings in their darkened depths, feeling that you are sharing
this second by second, touch by touch, heartbeat to heartbeat as we at
last have become one!