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It felt good... the moment i parted her labia lips with my hard cock.... i could feel my knob touching her journey of pleasure ....tunnel of pleasure sounds a bit lame these days......
she was on her back.... and i gently going in and out.... all the out and all the in
the swooshing sound made us both laugh each time i entered her....
i saw the tone of her areola changing.....
her nipples erect wanting some action too..
without saying a word i dived down with my mouth her lift nipple between my vice like teeth
" too hard " she yelped
i eased off a little...
keeping her mindful of the pressure..
i then unleashed my tongue on her nipple...
long slow and then fast rapid flicks of my tongue...
she was almost delirious......with pleasure/...
i was still inside her ..... |
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I love your load ..... she said to me with a wicked grin. " I am glad you drink and eat those pineapples as i told you to... it made you taste so good and sweet and creamy"
Before i could even put my pants up we were on the highway.
Lucky for us she had an auto...
She widened her legs for me......
she kept one hand on the steering wheel and one hand commanding and tantalising my hard cock.
" Here we are" she said with delight.
I was so preoccupied i didn't realise she had taken my on a dirt track in a deep wooded area.
" You can get out now", she commanded.
My pants around my ankles... i felt a little vulnerable with my hard cock.. standing.....waiting for more moistness....
I took off my pants and knelt down....
not another word was spoken......until i heard her cumming...
I begin by lapping at her moist and pink labia....
she moaned...... put him inside me.....now......
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She placed her hand on my crotch and whispered in my ear..... feel me too....
we were in the middle of the airport... it felt so wicked and almost illegal...as discretely as i could.. i placed my hand under her dress and on her ample bottom.. my finger gliding to her hips and then southward to her moist area.....i stole a second with my fingers.... she took in some air thru both sets of lips....... i parted one with my fingers and the other with my mouth..... i could feel the precum .....dripping out of my hard cock...
Before i could say another word.. i was in her car and she devouring my hard cock with her mouth..... weeks of no sex were taking its toll.... to her delight she made me cum before she had time to close her front door... |
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a little bit of erotica from my wicked mind hehe
After many months of talking and chatting.. the time had come to meet in the flesh......
It was mant months in the planning... travelling across the planet ....
It was decided it was going to be 2 weeks of pure hedonistic erotic bliss.
As it was going to be end of spring, early summer the weather will be good for the activities we had planned.
I will begin the story.....
As planned, she came to meet me at the airport wearing a freeflowing seethru offwhite dress with a suitable chami to hide her modesty.
She said she wouldn't be wearing any panties and asked me not to wear any underwear.
As i grabbed my luggage i turned around to see my lover in white. We both side HI at the same time and embraced.... we slightly unlocked for us to kiss...
I could feel my cock in my jeans.... the softness of her lips generated a feeling i havent felt for a while.
We continued to kiss.... our lips becoming more relaxed and devouring... our tongues ....
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I could see the crimson desire in her cheeks.... i wondered how much excitement was going on inside her. |
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oh my... i saw a wickedly delightful video.... a woman was using her delicious pussy to make a iceypole slowly disappear.. as in melt.... what does one think of that? |
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the release makes you feel complete? |
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" the release "
They decided to plan a session. She would not touch herself for 7 days. He agreed to let his sacks fill. He was allowed to touch himself but under no circumstances was he to cum.
He felt his balls getting heavier by the day. Her desire to be filled by his hard cock became more and more explosive in her mind. She imagined a weeks load inside her. She smiled a wicked grin just thinking about it. |
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Can i taste you here, can i taste you there?
You take me here , you take me there!
We explored netheregions in distance lands,
There were peaks and valleys almost everywhere,
But we never left what we came here for,
You just took the strawberry right out of my mouth,
Oh what pleasure are we seeking now?
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i thought to myself that there is this voyeuristic desire to write about desires of the opposite sex...... so lock me up and reprimand me for being a little self-indulgent ..... i thought it is ahout time i write about the male perspective hehe....btw, i am just creating some fictional character... the views expresssed may or maynot be my own hehehe.. i am sounding like that sbs speak before their world news program lol....
Is it first thing in the morning our desires manifest truly, without having to think up erotic images to get ourselves hard?
But is it desire or just that the bladder is pushing against the prostate....lol
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to be filled or not to be filled that is the question, what do you think? |
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we all long and desire.... if not we are just idle vessels at sea ... |
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Beating hearts where do they go?
To look so serene, does the heart beat with a passion when the blood rushes inside you? The world wants to know?!
This is the conundrum we all face. BP is low but does it betray the gushing, rapid, intoxicating blood inside? ?
The dichotomy we all must face...... do we lose passion and libido with slow beating heart and low pressure inside us ?? |
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She says: " i am that girl inside the woman ..... have i come full circle? i have nurtured and mothered......... now it is my turn?"
He says: "I am that boy inside the man..... i too have given myself...... who is going to be there for me?"
So what now, they both say inside their hearts?
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On the great highway of life... we meet many people. Casually exchanging our life stories......then you look around and your words are no longer heard.......ah yes... you have have reached another T intersection and they want right and you went left! |
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we search for love
like walking from base camp 4
to the top of mt everest
we walk on that treacherous narrow edge for a while,
then we find some relief on
hillarys point.... are we there yet.... we ask ourselves,
oxygen minimal life is dangling close to the edge of death,
we can hardly breathe,
wanting to get to the top,
we have been told of great vistas with very little oxygen to let us enjoy ourselves?!
Is this not like love?
beautiful, sublime, safe and then some....but filled with unexpected hypoxia!
we reach the top..... but now we must come down from our great high! Unless we want to die , our brain .... dead from hypoxia... lack of oxygen.
Hence we need to come down from our great height... find sanctuary in elevation we can sustain...
love and other great journeys.....
if only we knew when not to climb too high....
that is the great conundrum we must face...... know our earthly limits............... only then will love blossom...... |
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iceblue fingernails manicured magnificently
she methodically took my groceries from the conveyer belt and scanned them
Oh why do groceries get the caress of her hands?
As she handed me my receipt her ice blue eyes caressed mine ... |
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As she felt him thrusting one more time deep inside her ... the violent pulsating contractions inside her... was it her welcoming muscles, teasing him to let go, to yield to her or was is it his hard cock... maybe he jettisoned his juices with that machine gun cock of his at the same time she was sucking the life forces from him?
With the load fully discharged.... she felt him melt in more ways than one.... his body was lifeless, his cock betraying his small death. She could feel their hearts skiping and changing beats.... slow and deep and in time.... she could feel their hearts in her chest.
Fireworks and earthquakes melted into a serenity she knew too well... the calm after the storm ..mother nature..... is sexual too... |
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Some lyrics to chew on and maybe even swallow if you like the taste.....
No matter how hard you try
Find another or two but
I keep coming back to you.
Some say love is blind
But maybe you see what
is unpleasant but accept they
are wonderful anyway.
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just a quick interlude... some women on here do some really beautiful, subtle erotic pictures!
There is something rather tempting,provocative, tantalising and suggestive about a picture of a woman ..... her knees holding onto some panties that wish to slide away from the wicked desires they were hiding hehe |
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The seduction of young man by a woman 20 years his senior..... or so she gathered from his features.. lol
Seduction and flirtation go hand in hand when it comes to seducing someone new. Someone you havent kissed or caressed. The next step was to see if there was any reciprocal sexual feelings of her prey .... So, with these thoughts she took a step back in the seduction sequence.
Like all seduction sequences there are the rules one must diligently follow. |
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i have written a entry into the continuing adventures of the seductress... no it is not ME pretending to be a woman hehe.. so there you go...
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Did you get so low that rodents say
hi and bye bye bye bye.
Where did you let yourself go,
now that you come so far in time.
You got to get yourself back.
It may take while,
but good things come in time.
Let the music roll on ..
Let the music roll on...
Of my oh my,
Where do we go when have no time?
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Did you open your eyes,
get blinded by light,
Do your wings of hope
spread far and wide,
Are the pearly whites,
shining so bright ,
reflect the smile in your heart,
or is it just persona of a lie. |
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As he bows to WH.Auden ... and Winston Churchill
She gives me no questions
She gives me no whys.
With her smile,
winter frolics with summer,
autumn dances with spring,
She is like living on the equator 24/7
moderate but munificent at the same time!
the night is never dark, the black dog has lost his bark,
she is my coffee
she is my sleep,
together, life is ours to keep.
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a little detour...lol for a couple of entrys... but the seduction will be back |
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Like all smart women with needs there is always plan A plan B plan C.
She can feel her heart pounding in her chest... she has not surveyed herself for at least 2 weeks, so she feels her landscape is ready to be explored. |
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The secret life of the seductress continues...
So after many weeks of planning the anticipation of lust and desire welled up in her body was about to be played and enjoyed!
But will the actual moment of taking his body be as good as her imagination.
This is the question she asks herself as she drives to the paint shop where the young adonis works.
The weather is perfect. Now all she needs is too few customers at the shop.... so she can have her wicked way with him.
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the secret life of the seductress .....
will continue tomorrow...... |
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the secret life.....
I am woman...do not hesitate to taste the nectar of the gods .....from within me..... |
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the secret life of the seductress continues.........
She was wearing her favourite eau de toilette... her favourite skirt and the ball bursting top as well.
She had to do this in a few stages she thought. Gather some information about said Adonis. Was he married... did he have a boyfriend or girlfriend or both? She chuckled at the thought her object of seduction would prefer watching the movie adam meets steve and not adam meets eve. |
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The secret life continues....
As i am putting on my commmando gear.... oops... i mean finery... i suddenly stumble over a minor yet substantial problem...... Do i go commando ,which seems to be the trend these days.. or do i go ladylike and wear my favourite panties just to have him rip them in his animalistic desire to have me?
Much pondering and brow beating .. the weather has given me a clue.
Listening to the forecast....... it is a fine day for seduction and going commando fits in well with sweltering temperatures manifesting beads of sweat for him lick off my chest... So sans panties it is!
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the secret life continues....
Kittenishtiger catches her prey without a hint of disobedience or reluctance even.....
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kittenishtiger secret world of seduction continues........
I leap out of the shower. My nipples somewhat still tingly. I look down and notice i need to do some work down below.... a few clips and it will look like lunch i am sure... who knows he may prefer more over less.. a woman always errs on the side of the middle .. or so my mother always told me... i never saw the irony in that until just recently.. anyway i digress ...where was i.. ah yes.
I decided less is more in this first bold act of seduction. I am hoping his olfactory device is not on holiday, as i am wearing my favourite eau de toilette.
However, i think i will need to come up with some ruse to get him away from the counter!
To be continued............
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For KittenishTiger!...
I lay naked in bed. Waiting for the alarm to sound. My body had already woken me up, with feverish desires i cherish so much.
It is hard to tell where the tingling begins and ends, by the time i am fully awake my whole body is aching with anticipation.
Today is going to be the day. I am going to seduce that young adonis who works at that particular shop i know too well.
I prepare myself physically and emotionally for what will be one small chapter, but unforgettable memories, of my secret world of seduction.
He is going to be my first. I know it is wicked and naughty. I know he is at least 20 years my junior. I know my body looks and feels like a 25 year old woman....so how can it be soooo wrong.... that is the way i justify myself anyway.
To be continued ..... |
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I just thought i would write a little erotic piece. Based on a conversation i had with someone who is playful as a kitten, tiger tiger symmetry,oh so divine to look at ( with apologises to blake!) she is like a tiger as well!, and just plain good at social intercourse!.....i begin.....
but that will be the next entry... |
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Beethoven would have been proud. The sound of her beating heart was slow yet stong. It was mesmerizing and then some... |
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He felt it. So did she. The energy flow gathering momentum. There was the longing. There was the weight of expectation. The sudden collapse of all that was around them. Two bodies together. The height. The fall. It never felt so serene. |
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White tshirt soaked. Beads of sweat trickling down the canvas of the body. Blood pumping with epiphanies and serenity. Skin crimson . What do you see? When you witness something like this?
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How do you know when you have found your true voice?
The one that has been hidden or unable to surface. Have you ever thought.... hey this is not me.. but it is best way i can interact with the rest of the world. For example, you may be someone who is always brash and bold. Conversely, you could be timid and shy. Then you have some sort of epiphany. You realise your syle is not the real you.
Style can encompass lots of aspect of your personality... the way you speak, the you handle rejection.... the list can go on..
I wonder do we truly become who we really are? |
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Traffic lights can be very erotic and voyeuristic! Next time you are approaching a set in your car.... imagine what that sexy person is thinking as he or she is crossing.
Do you find yourself staring at some one you find irresistible?
I was approaching a set the other day..
2 young women were crossing. I pretended to be in my own little world. Surprisingly one of them turned her head slightly back as she walked past my car.
Has something like this happened to you?
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The fruit section of the supermarket never looked so erotic.
He noticed a woman fondling some honeydew melons. He nearly broke out into a fit of laughter. He stoppped himself. Did he know, she could see him out of the corner of her eye. What was he thinking? She wondered.
She liked that he was leering at her. No doubt he was thinking wicked thoughts, she thought.
She moved her bra..... as if her melons were not sitting right....
She moved to the more generous cantaloupe. Rockmelon sounded more erotic to her.
They both were delving deep.
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Isn't it funny....how we all go on about what we want...... lol..... but i wonder for a minute.... do we think...... what if what we want....... the other person wants as well..... might sound like a stupid comment.... but i will write a little dialogue of two ppl.... which fyi is totally fictitious.......
SHE : I want a man who can make me laugh.....
HE : Oh, sure i can be funny..... ( inside he is thinking........why cant she see i need to laugh too sometimes)
HE : I want a woman who likes to look good and knows how to do it with ease....
SHE : Sure i can look good and sure i know what goes with what.... ( but she thinks to herself...... will you still appreciate me if i don't want to dress impeccably and look at my best)
Do we expect too much of ourselves?
Do we expect too much of others?
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Priapism.....naturally induced or if unfortunate enough naturally occuring.
A hardon that doesnt go away!
It might sound funny ..... but having a hardon for 10 hours is not a laughing matter i can assure you.
However, the humble disprin can work wonders on that stiffy you may have induced chemically lol..
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when does brightness begin and dullness end? |
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i sometimes wonder.... how does some1 write erotic thoughts..... or erotica.... regarding the pleasures and sensations of the opposite sex....
Just as a woman writer...can see that a man is hard..... how would she describe the subtle and not so subtle physical sensations a man is feeling when he is hard.......
the same can be said of a man attempting to write .... as if he was a woman.......i can imagine lots of things... but the actual real sensations would be i think.. hard to put into words....
There has been lots of discussions and talk and dialogue over the years .... even in the vanilla world.... that sex in its pure form.... there is an element of power ... involved...
but who has the power... is a different thing..
I know some ppl will have their own thoughts on this topic....
Some ( men and women alike) could easily say.... the pussy is a powerful muscle that takes a hard cock.. and reduces it to a limp spent tool.
Whereas others might say......the opposite..... wording and intent would vary i am sure.
I read this great little analogy....
which i thought summed up the demanding cock and pussy....cause i think both can be demanding for pleasure..
The cock is to a candle as a pussy is to a candle holder! well i changed the wording a little......
But i thought it made a lot of sense..
The energy of a cock is harnessed by the engaging pussy.... and like the candle.... the cock will burn out......lol.... |
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HE :
My cock knows not why. My balls feel full with cum. They are a mix bag of delight, pleasure and demanding master.
Does my cock give her pleasure...?....what does it feel like having me inside? Is it any different to a metal cock that vibrates? What does she think when she see a limp cock? What does she think when she sees a hard on?
He thinks...... what does she think of my hard engorged cock. Is it a source of mixed feelings too? However, the mixture would be somewhat different i am sure.
SHE :
What is he thinking when he is thrusting his hard cock inside me?
Does he think it is a powerful tool of pleasure......haha..... Does he feel energy flowing to his cock? When he is inside me....... the glass is half full ...not half empty |
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He walked her blindfolded into the living room. She could hear the muffled sound of birds talking and chattering outside the window.
It was the middle of summer of course. The temperature outside was like wearing a thick heavy raincoat in the nude. Sticky and uncomfortable.
He told her to wear light clothing and go commando underneath.
She was in the middle of the room, cause she felt the rapid swishing of the ceiling fan above her head.
She could tell he was busily up to some mischief in the background.
Without warning............. thump thump boom boom came whooshing toward her.
It was strangely tantalising and scary at the same time.
Then as soon as it started it stopped.
Her senses were shaken and her pussy slightly agitated from the heavy energy flooding the room, be it briefly.
Come to the desk, he said without warning.
He placed her hands on the desk.
She was standing up, he knees slightly bent.......perfect, she thought to be taken from behind.....she could feel herself ...... she was ready to be taken........
Again! thump thump boom boom.
This time with much more intensity, the vibrations entered her....... her nipples responded as she expected from such ferocious energy......
She felt him, take her hips with as much force as the vibrations were taking her body....
Her pussy was indeed now wet as....
she wanted him to fill her ...
the thrill of anticipation almost overshadowed the penetration of her hungry pussy..
The music and vibrations and the blind fold was something he had never done before.
She was taking his cock inside her.
The intensity was covered with delerium...... she was awash with intoxication of mystery and mind blowing thump thump of the music and of course his cock was inside her for good measure.
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I saw a movie the other night. Something about the court trial of the banning of lady chatterlys lover. In it there was reference to the words we use to describe the sexual act......
Just wondering, what do women like to hear these days.... in 2008.
What sounds better....... i wonder.
I suppose it really depends on context too and the sort of relationship you are in?
However, the word fuck is just losing its edge for me lol...
I find the phrase..... inside you, such a more penetrating expression of desire.
So here is something for those who need something .... more...
You said you wanted to be filled!
I gave you a look of insatiable desire...... you casually and discretely looked down, looking for any movement in the tent of wickedness. I didn't say a word. You could see, i wanted to fill you so bad i was almost exploding with lust and need i say cum.... wanting to fill you with me....
You wanted me inside you. You want me to fill you.
You ask......how long can u fill me for?
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Your lips open,
i see your teeth....
you tell me...
Both pairs desire my lips on them!
I say i only have one pair of lips and you have two!
You nod your head and smile with satisfaction...
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There is a place we know so well, that special place where the world disappears.
You ask.... do we enter something unknown and beyond our own wicked thoughts could imagine.
I say, do you want music with that...
you say...... i want a director and fluffer..
I ask is the fluffer for me and director for you?
You blush and ....tell me,
You want some more ......
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Tell me something original the masses all cry out in unison?!
Does that sound likely to happen hehe.
Would we have a collective gasp and say oh there is nothing new lately?
Or do we just accept what is dished out to us... etc... tv, radio, internet, newspaper and any other medium we care to digest throughout the day.
Just some thoughts to chew on ..with your cereal or meal of choice..
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I wonder if people really read other peoples journals?
I wonder also, is it possible for people to write cool things in their journal....without unloading bile and negativity hehehe..
Just a thought.?
I know it is a persons right to write what they want. But i am thinking.... .. do i like reading other peoples nasty bile driven ramblings?> do you like reading it? Do you like reading about what we already know.... yes there are wicked nasty people out there, but do we have to be reminded all the time....hahaha...
Anyway, just my humble thoughts.
I know when i read a journal and i read " Dont do this and dont do that and be this and be that" it is an instant libido killer..... hahaha..
I wonder if women....when they read a mans profile ( if she is seeking a man that is) does she get instantly turned off when she reads...... a guy saying....." oh i am seeking a woman with so and so physical attributes and must be able to do so and so " ...
Just a thought.. |
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I could see the colour of her desire. Her blouse too showed time was a wasting..... |
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With reckless abandon
engulfed by mystery
into her world of
cravings, incantations of
lust and needing to be filled.
I am upright with desire and
anticipation to fill her completely.
The theme park is wild and intoxicating. It is like i am swimming ever so slowly in slow motion, my body is light yet
i am vibrating with a thunderbolt inside me.
Her feminine mystery devours me ,
takes me whole like a magican makes a his wand disappear.
She feels me inside her. She feels the vibrations and the pulsating oscillating movements or me inside her. The wondrous journey is complete. Her body humming from the rapture.
I feel myself in a kinda of ethereal state of being. I am drained of energy and my essence. Yet, there is a sublime feeling of being emptied that can only be described as having too much champagne. Yet it feels intoxicating to be drained of my energy and my essence..
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Another entry into the vault of endless possibilities......
She took commando to a new level... i was greeted with that knowing smile, one that solicited me to go without hesitation or guilt to her world of benevolence yet uncompromising in her desire and much more, i was yet to know about.
My cock took on its on personality. Driven by his associates they are unwielding in there capacity to use him as an escape. He was at their mercy. He had no choice. Associate one was full and so was number 2. His directive was simple..... to be used and then left to wonder what happened.
Strangely enough cock liked this dymamic very much, he took great pleasure in being used by associate 1 and 2 for they need to be free of the multitudes they were holding hostage. The fugitives were restless and needed to be freed..
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I thought i would write some words into my journal... do what you will with them. Maybe i am just rambling wannabe words or maybe i have or maybe i will do soon haha.. who knows.. Ask me if you like..
Let us go on a journey ...into something more than just ribald and sublime, something our bodies will remember until we gasp our last breath.
You tell me to begin slow... but your body betrays these words with crimson and arousal i think i remember well...
The nectar is all but ready... tell me more...
I feel the tsunami building up deep inside your body, momentum buiding..desire..anticipation... yearning. The waiting is almost as blissful as the release......let me in.... take me.... without trepidation or fear..... i wait too.. |
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