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My back is against the wall. Your lips pressed possesively against my own. Slowly your fingers take the curve of my hips, lifting my legs around your waist. The way your flesh softens and molds against mine is a dance that I wish never to end. The pads of my fingers press into the glistening soft tissues on your shoulders as your hips undulate against mine. Wet, succulent sounds of sex fills the space around us as your ridgid shaft makes a serious attempt to entice me into an orgasm.
Your nose is buried into the freespace of my neck. The vibrations of your husky tone, "Cum for me," settle onto my skin. You thrust harder, deeper, growling each time you discover my g-spot. I whimper constantly, my muscles firmly grasping your erection. My body quivers with erotic delight as your aggressive thrusts demand a climax. Panting heavily, I explode, coating your phallus with my warm, milky juices.
Carefully you lower my weak legs to the ground. Your arms claim my waist and I press my head against your chest.
My body can't handle this sort of freedom. (188)
My back is against the wall. Your lips pressed possesively against my own. Slowly your fingers take the curve of my hips, lifting my legs around your waist. The way your flesh softens and molds against mine is a dance that I wish never to end. The pads of my fingers press into the glistening soft tissues on your shoulders as your hips undulate against mine. Wet, succulent sounds of sex fills the space around us as your ridgid shaft makes a serious attempt to entice me into an orgasm.
Your nose is buried into the freespace of my neck. The vibrations of your husky tone, "Cum for me," settle onto my skin. You thrust harder, deeper, growling each time you discover my g-spot. I whimper constantly, my muscles firmly grasping your erection. My body quivers with erotic delight as your aggressive thrusts demand a climax. Panting heavily, I explode, coating your phallus with my warm, milky juices.
Carefully you lower my weak legs to the ground. Your arms claim my waist and I press my head against your chest.
My body can't handle this sort of freedom. (188)
I would love to pull you around from your computer chair
to where you are facing me and not the computer screen, unzip
your pants and pull your shirt over your head. Undo my blouse
and hike up my skirt, slide my panties down and kick them
aside and then straddle you. Rubbing the hard head of your
shaft against my wet opening and then mounting you, taking
it in, inch by inch; my breasts in your face, my hard nipples
begging for your mouth and you oblige. I slowly start to
ride you, going up and down, grinding and moaning as your
hands explore my body. Your mouth dividing its attention
between my breasts and mouth, calls my name. I ride you slow
and sweet until you can't take it anymore and you grab
my hips and lead me into a quicker tempo, I pulse and throb
around your manhood, crying your name, begging for release,
which you deliver, exploding liquid heat inside of me.
I wrote this a while back. It is 166 words. Not as good as Audeamus, but I thought I would contribute anyways.
May I join in?
rosmarina, I loved the visuals, and I was really into the thought of my wife pleasuring herself in secret. The erotic potential there is phenomenal. I would work that into a story, if I were you.
Does anyone mind if I submit a piece?
My fingers brushed your lips slick with yourself; our next kiss tasted like sin. Hips on thighs, merged and ploughing, forms entwined my self imbibed. Trembling legs supported by taught spine, sloppy kisses laid with abandon. Murmured “fuck me’s” tripped over gasped “harder’s” stretched about me, crushed betwixt flesh and plaster. There I owned you, there I was yours, there you were precious, and there I was strong.
Here I come….
The sun was hanging low in the sky as Tess finished picking the strawberries. It was hot outside even at that late hour and her white cotton dress was sticking to her skin. Her fingertips were covered in strawberry juice and her feet were bare. She could feel the warm dark earth on the soles of her feet and she felt relaxed at that moment, breathing a deep sigh of relief after having finished her work. She sat down on the grass at the edge of the strawberry patch, pulling her dress up above the knees to cool herself as she sucked the strawberry juices from her elegant long fingers. She had no idea that Karina was nearby.
Karina stood quietly by the well drawing water and as she drank lovingly from the cup, she saw Tess licking her fingers clean of the strawberry juice. Karina walked slowly toward her and hid herself behind the trees to watch the young dark-haired beauty remove her dress and lie naked in the grass. No one was nearby and there was no sound except a nightingale in the distant meadow. Karina touched herself through the dress and rubbed her wet, soft sex as she watched Tess lick.