dustbutterfly28
7/24/2008 12:16 pm
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It is all that I can think. Visions, past experiences start to overwhelm me. It starts to consume my every thoughts, it seeps into my dreams. When I awaken in the morning still I long, still I fiend. I can't escape this feeling no matter how hard I try. Thoughts are racing through my mind as the tingling sensation starts between my thighs...
That's when I start to fantasize about this woman and that guy...He caresses me every so sensually, seductively, I know he longs for me. As I kiss his lips ever so softly...anticipating for what is to happen next. The foreplay is the mystery, for the inevitable is the sex.
It all seems so vivid as I begin to feel the warmth of my own soft skin. Making myself hot and bothered, but wait my fantasy has just begin...
As he lays my body down and kisses every inch of me from my hair follicles to my feet. Enjoying the softness of my ebony brown skin. My breast, feet, and the in-between. Literally I mean. He lowers his lips to press against mine as he does those tricks and treats that makes my body unwind. His oral techniques are like melatonin to me as I let a soft moan escape my lips, he stops and looks into my eyes with a smile. He knows that I am ready right here and right now. I quickly regain my composure but now he is just getting ready to play. As he presses his lips to my lips and then down to my nipples, his circular tongue motion is making me whimper. He places himself on top of me, and whispers gently in my ear. A nibble on my left lobe and a kiss placed upon my lips he slowly penetrates me...at last I was waiting on this. So passionate, so sensual, yet at the same time so fierce. Enjoying every second of love-making, this is just pure bliss. As his pace begins to quickens, the beads of sweat run off his body unto mine. I know that it is getting close...it is about that time. To reach the peak that I have already climbed now close to three times. A masculine moan echos throughout the room as he lays his body down next to mine. I hold him tight never wanting to let go. Laying my head upon his chest where we sleep the night away.
All the while I still lay here alone between the four walls of my bedroom, fingers caressing the most pleasurable of places. Soon too I can feel my own body reach it's peak and release...this is how I react when my flesh gets weak.
     
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