some newer writings to tease or perhaps please...
I awoke to darkness in a cocoon of blankets
warm, not hot
inside of you
I thought of my mother briefly
heard the rain
or was it the inner sounds of your blood circulating around me
My fingernails were gelatinous
If I am inside you, why am I dry
your wetness inside would surely preclude that
Pushing the blanket away I realize it is our bed I am in
such tricks still being played on my senses
stormy outside
I feel for your warmth
be careful, I think to myself
how I long to hold you tightly
to feel your newly formed breasts
Of course I have touched them but I long to really feel them
aggressively touching them to make you squirm
I can reach out from inside of you though I know I am no longer there
~~written12april2000...first thing after waking...thoughts of someone dear *and* sweet~~
To feel you in me
I like it
Fullness stressing the confining walls of my cunt
I am satisfactorily full, yet I want more still
My wetness seems so unlike me
You have a skill to bring it forth having made me liquid
Producing liquid
Drowning your touch in liquid
I feel for a moment the hot moist flesh of your pussy as it spreads across my knee
It is brief, I think, because you are still sore in the titties so newly small
But a brief grind of your clit is pleasant nonetheless
Your clit marries my kneecap and they live happily ever after
Back you tend to the manipulation of my cunt
Fucking your fingers in and out of me in a grand pursuit
I finally give in to the rising need and bring my own fingers down to assist you on your orgasm giving quest
My fingers contact directly my clit that has become a hard button to be pushed at random
Round and round she goes, where she stops nobody knows
As the cheeks of my ass clench in anticipation of eruption,
My cunt convulses around your hand and you fortify your position by leaning in to keep me full
Accidentally, or perhaps with sadistic and calculated intent,
You graze once more my clit, left unshielded to find its home amidst the sea I have become
I think it intentional because my ears have not yet melted and I hear your slight chuckle
Gelatinous ooze reminiscent of creation is where I fade
Content
~~22april2000...pretty self explanatory but as is usual, inspired by dear sweet elizabeth~~
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