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Hands hold your wrist overhead
bear down with strength to pin
your lust in place, as you rub
against my thigh
a smear of desire slides down the swell of my quad
A smirk lights my face as I ravage your flaunted chest , tounge laps at the base of your breasts as you squirm and wriggle
A giggle and clipped cry as I nibble on a nipple a quick flit before the heat of my breath works down to your navel, the swell of my bulging cock slides down your thigh rock hard rigidity tinged with the touch of soft flesh,
the tendons under my fingers vibrate a fury that rages,
ardent intention fires the desires deep inside you,
I tease in limbo between the want of your mouth and the demands of your pussy
my hand runs down the inside of your arm, the callouses on my palm rasp as didgets pass your shoulder and slide over to your lips, a finger gently follows the ridges and slips down yet further, apply gentle firm pressure squeze a moan from the home of acapella
Trace the oval shape of your core
oh to taste you in this state a hiss as I paint with licks and kiss the trail down to your pelvis line
My free hand deft and sure traces the ticklish place around your entrance where you will accept me inside.
a battering ram into willing want my tongue tastes as a serpent flickering stutter that makes you mutter
take me,
I part your folds to sup on your pearl as fingers find the way inside
devoured by your hunger,
smooth soft heat engulfs and swallows as your hips drive down on to penetration
then up onto clitoral stimulation
Your heat burns like a star , fingers stretch to
find a feel of g-spot inside, a rough ridge of pulse that tingles as my tongue mingles the taste of you.
can you dance on the verge as I urge you to cum, the precipice looms as every up, and every down flays the frayed edges of your exstacy,
it's all organic baby
those oh's you groan
the tone you
yes
slow
waves show
how close you
are to flow over
that slope slips
crashes
as hips mash lush liquid
I drink of your essence
before fast penetration
with ankles
that rest on my shoulders
eyes meet as I sliide
deep, cries beat my ears
consumed swallowed in the rivers mouth
that flows into an ocean
and this is divinity
forgive me if I think God is between your thighs
and I wish to sacrifice at the alter
my sweat,
my breath,
my heart beat
my seed .
Porn? I think not. That one should've been in Everyday Erotica.
It’s a strange line to straddle...
The ending was more explicit than what preceded it, making me lean toward porn but it has elements of both, not sure where I stand with it now, should just throw it in my trash pile and move on![]()
Borrowed "I'm in the corner watching you kiss her" from the song Dancing on My Own.
A perfect match
You do realize that that song is now stuck in my head like a virus, scrambling my thoughts, giving my extremities these twitchy "movement things" that you humans call "dancing."Borrowed "I'm in the corner watching you kiss her" from the song Dancing on My Own.
You do realize that that song is now stuck in my head like a virus, scrambling my thoughts, giving my extremities these twitchy "movement things" that you humans call "dancing."
Pardon me as I flail my arms about and shiver rhythmically to that infective beat.![]()
Oh, please don't encourage me, lest you want to flail and shiver with me in in some Provence B&B. I mean, great wine, beautiful weather, ecstatic sex (well, I can get better with practiceMy apologies, but if it's any comfort, I'll happily join you. No one has flail and shiver alone when I'm around.![]()
You love dirty talk
and I'm so good at it. I make you
my little toy, dom you
six ways to Sunday, kiss me here,
touch me that way, now stop.
Get on your knees so you can lick
my pink strap on, suck it. I fuck
your eager mouth, watch your eyes close
in rapture when I lift my panty
aside and let you pass
my girl cock to lick me
to shaking ecstasy.
Who's the bitch now?
Get on all fours. Show me
what I own.
You want me regal, even haughty
when I fuck you, to tell you what a good
little whore you are, to urge you on
and watch you splatter the floor,
my good boy.
It's not my natural role,
but I love you so much
I can't refuse and it turns out
I love the game, too.