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TheDR4KE

Breathing the sensuous Om
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Perky's post made me a bit dreamy, and made me think about what my biggest fantasy is at the moment.

It is to begin slowly, with my fingers
massaging her hair, her scalp, my fingertips exploring your skull and releasing all the tension from worrying thoughts.

Then I dream of moving down, taking the pressures of carrying the world on your shoulders away with strong hands rubbing your neck, your shoulder blades, your shoulders.

Thumbs undoing knots in your back, like I undid the buttons of your clothing earlier, before your bath. Fingertips trailing over your spine, nails drawing sigils onto your skin, my lips and tongue painting hearts and flowers onto your back, down your ass and thighs.

I want to hold your feet firmly in my hands, be the ground on which you can build safely, a foundation for your future. I want to kiss your ankles, tender lips on your Achiles tendon, as with all your vulnerabilities you've shared with me in trust and love.

I dream of breathing my hot wet deep-out-of-my-lungs lust against your naked little girl pussy and nibbling on your lips. I want to growl into you ass, drawing your juice up with my tongue and letting it drip into your crack, lubing you up. I want to lie on you, cover you, flow over you and into you and fuck your sexy woman ass slowly as we breathe our soul together.

I want to feel you tense under me, out of joy, out of anticipation of release, out of trust, out of anal stimulation from my hungry hard cock.

And when we've both cum, when we've exploded and let our heat melt each other into one big mass of kisses and breaths and sweat and grunts and screams ... then I want to slide down your body again and lick my cum from your booty.

Thou art the heaven I live for.

For ever and ever.

Quack

your D
 
Nope, no, no way, Drake-o. I'm not reading this...no. Don't you realize some of us have to go to work?

(This is the first time I've ever subscribed to a thread--I'll be back in ten hours.)
 
that man... <sigh>

Grin, I love that he's my spiritual advisor.


<grin> you'll have my response soon, zuckerente.
 
There's this kitchen and I'm scrubbing ordinary dishes, as I do. Summer sweat is making my thin calico dress stick to my ample curves. I finish with the dishes and just run my hands under the faucet engorging a sponge with cool spring water. It feels so good, and I'm so hot.

Unbuttoning a few top buttons, I sluice water over my cleavage. Laughing at the chill and trying not to soak my dress I lean over the sink, and smooth the sponge over the back of my neck, sighing as it cools my hot skin.

The air changes, I look out the window, and it's just dark, I see the first evening star, and the reflection of you standing behind me, your head lowered as you stare at my ass. I love the way you look at me, hungry. I stay as I am, cooling myself in this thick summer heat.

Your hands slide the skirt of my dress up over my tan legs, slowly licking the goosebumps you've caused on my flesh. You bite that spot where my cheek meets my leg, teasing me just there. your hands smooth over my ass as you stand and grab my hips. You know how I like it, firm, owning. Your hands fit perfectly where you grab my waist, you drop your hand, and run it between my spread thighs, feeling the dampness of my white cotton panties. Your finger teases the cotton between my puffy lips, pushing it in, defining my sex, soaking the material.

I can hear your breathing get heavier, more focused, and you quickly grasp my thin panties and rip them off me. I arch my back, and you find my hair,pulling the braid as you plunge your fingers between the lips of my wanting cunt.

Your zipper slides down easily, and I can hear you freeing your cock from its fabric prison. You stroke my juice and sweat over your cock, and you nuzzle it up to my cunt. Pulling my braid you thrust, pushing me against the sink, Your hands gripping the flesh of my ass. I fill with you, completely opened, impaled, alive on your cock. I struggle a bit to keep my footing, and you fuck me harder, making me slip. Your intensity keeping me up against the sink.

I twist trying to find my footing and you don't let me, you don't let me have any control, you just fuck me, you take my cunt, my cool, my balance. You smack my ass, telling me that you love the feel of my little girl cunt, you like my tight hole, you growl in my ear about showing daddy how much I love him, how hot I am for him. how much my cunt feels good split open by him. You make me pant.

You let me catch my footing and hold my arms behind my back. Hunching over me, grunting as you take my cunt in long fucking strokes, popping your hips as you fill me. You're excruciatingly controlled, building my cum, laughing as you see me give all to you, knowing your words, your cock, play not only my body but my mind, taking my spirit. You slick your fingers over my asshole.

I am quivering, my thighs are shaking, and you tickle me, tease me, slip your finger into my asshole, I buck against you. I'm still sore from yesterday. You want my pain. You thrust into my asshole with two fingers, and I tense and squeeze your cock in my pussy, you hold your fingers still, and pump your cock. I am all cunt for that cock, for your cock.

You gently sooth my asshole, slowly teasing your fingers in and out, watching it open, readying it for your magic. You feel me start milking your cock, using my muscles to take control back from you. You smack my ass hard and I clench your cock and your fingers, tears smarting in my eyes.

You remove your cock and I whimper please. You chuckle again. You know what I want, You make me want what you want.
I beg you, I beg you for that cock in my ass for the magic of you.

And then you are up against my asshole, and I remember how sore I am and I buck, I struggle I try to get away from you, begging for my cum, begging to be release, uncontrollable by all except one, except for you. And you fuck me, you fuck my asshole, you fill me, you don't wait, you hold me down against the sink and bury your cock in my ass, and tell me to thank you, to thank you. I do..

Your cock is so thick, and you move so fluidly. Slow short strokes, moving to long hard, taking strokes. Oh yes, baby. You give me that anal sex magic. And I cum, just when you tell me, just when you give me yours.
 
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Perks and the Duck, now how the crap am I supposed to work this afternoon?????????:D
 
april-wine said:
Perks and the Duck, now how the crap am I supposed to work this afternoon?????????:D

heh ;), I'm inspired all over the place between yesterday and today, yes?

I'm glad you appreciate my muses, april. <grin>
 
perky_baby said:
heh ;), I'm inspired all over the place between yesterday and today, yes?

I'm glad you appreciate my muses, april. <grin>


:rolleyes: Damnit! I knew I shouldn't have read that.

:heart:
 
You cum, just when I tell you, just when I give you mine.

I'm still holding you, pressing you against me, letting you rest in my arms, against my chest. My cock slides out of your ass as it retracts, and we giggle at the feel of it.

I kiss your eyes, your nose. I grab your lips with mine and let my tongue taste you. Reaching over, I run some clean cold water in the sink and pick up that sponge, reaching down with it, letting it drip onto your ass, my cock twitching when the water hits it on its' way down your crack. I draw you closer into my arms, and slowly clean us up.

Mmmm the feel of that soft but rough wetness gliding between your legs makes you squirm a little. You feel tired against me. Little waves of exhaustion flow over me from you, and I pick you up and carry you to the bed room. You fall asleep before I even lay you down.

You sleep while I watch. Dreams play over your face and I soothe your frowns with gentle little kisses, tease your smiles with little puffs of air. The night draws late and I also fade out....

... and then awaken just as the first few rays of daylight come into our room. I awaken to the feel of your lips kissing the head of my cock. Was it hard before you kissed it? Did I dream of you first, or did you make me dream?

I look down and see you smile at me, shake your head. I close my eyes and slide back into the pillow, back to just below awake. Your tongue draws sighs along my shaft. I can't tell if you're licking my whole body, where your breath ends, if I'm wrapped in sheets or sucked up into your mouth.

My breath comes in short bursts now. The mattrace moves with your rhythm. I'm holding on, not wanting to wake up, not wanting to have this stop, until I hear your voice whisper a good morning to me, your breath pushing me over the edge, and I flow into the bed, pumping, cumming, growling deep in my heart, looking down at you with half lidded eyes of admiration, adoration and love.

:kiss:

your D
 
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