Let's do it again.....  

rm_ABBSpnshLdy 52F
19 posts
3/20/2006 4:55 pm

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3/21/2006 3:55 pm

Let's do it again.....

"J'?"
"Yes, love?"
"Let's do it again..." she sighed into his ear. His rod, still inside her, began to grow hard again, as her request tingled its way down his spine.
Arms wrapped around his neck, she pulled him closer to her, her breath quickened once again as he pulled out of her slowly, very slowly and thrust in with exquisite care and tenderness. Her hips rolled, lithe and sensuous and somehow, miraculously, she opened herself even more deeply to him.
His light-filled, multihued eyes locked on her dark, mysterious ones. Already, he knew a whole universe of pleasure lay locked in her eyes, merely waiting for the right key to unlock them. Already he knew that her eyes turned even darker, almost black, when she surrendered herself fully to their passion.
Never had he seen a woman surrender herself to passion as she had done already in his arms. Under his skillful ministrations, she blossomed, flowered, flowed. He held the space for her and she went deeper, carrying him with her, leaving him awed and shaken. He was the well. She was the water. And in this moment, his entire being was dedicated to helping her get there again. She needed him to witness her. And he needed her to discover just how deep he could go.
Her soft and delicate hands played on his back, sending a shiver through him. Sweat made their bodies slick and he loved the way her naked stomach felt against his. She wrapped her legs around him, changing the angle of penetration and she moaned into his ear again as his pubic bone ground into her sweet spot. A wave of pleasure was already building in him. He could feel the beginnings of his orgasm, energy tingling in this base of his rod and his balls.
He wasn't ready to let go of this moment, not yet, not so soon. So he gently, eyes still locked on her, he pulled out of her. She gasped and clutched at him. He gazed at her for a moment as she splayed out on the bed, her hair tumbled, face blushed red and damp with sweat, her pink and ready sweet spot completely wet just for him. The sight of her in this state filled him with a flush of masculine pride and possessiveness. It made him even more determined to please her yet again.
He lay back on the pillows and gathered her up in his arms so that she was sitting between his legs, her head leaning back on his broad and strong shoulder. One of his hands played with her breasts while the other one thumbed her womanhood again, stoking the passion in her until her back arched and her toes curled. His erection tickled her back, teasing. Her body was taut with desire now, her calves flexed, breath coming in gasps and he thought she was going to come again when she surprised him by turning around suddenly. She knelt on all fours, on the bed in front of him, her eyes as black as night as she stalked him like a tigress.
She took his manhood in her mouth now, flicking her tongue over the tip of it, her hands on his shaft and balls. Pleasure washed up him in waves as she sucked and licked him, taking him almost all the way into her mouth, her tongue never stopping its assault on him. It took all his breath, all his control to contain the sensation. She stopped right as he was on the edge of losing containment. He pulled her to him again. This time he sat in lotus and she sat on his lap, facing him, wrapping her legs around him and mounting him slowly.
Their eyes locked. They breathed together as he stroked up into her. Hearts, eyes, minds locked together, slowly at first, stretching to hold the energy they created. And then faster, giving into the flow, losing hold of control, they let the energy wash over them, sweep them away in its stream until there was no thought, only breath and rhythm and the joy of pleasure. She came first this time, held in his energy embrace, a great liquid, shuddering climax that rocked her all the way to her soul, nails on his back, her teeth in his shoulder. The energy from her orgasm was like water and it washed over him too until he felt a rush of sensation in his belly, in his heart and he allowed his climax to overtake him, shutting out everything but a ball of pure radiant light, his total focus on the moment. More depth in the well this time...
They slumped against each other and lay panting, entwined, until their breath slowed, sweat cooled. He tenderly pushed her short hair from her forehead and watched her face for a moment, again feeling complete contentment in the moment.
She was so quiet and still that he thought she slept, but she opened one eye and peered at him.
"J'?"
"Yes, love?"
"Let's do it again...."


mailmantrouser2 55M
534 posts
3/21/2006 12:14 pm

Inexhaustible isn't he? And as for you? Insatiable comes to mind. What a combination! Do you two have time to leave the bed and go eat?
Call me MAILMAN (I deliver)


rm_ABBSpnshLdy 52F

3/21/2006 3:55 pm

Mr. Mailman, Don't I wish I had a Jay in my life...Oh hell yes. But to my own sadness that is why I write. It's my form of expession that isn't capable of being freed. Glad you liked, plenty more in the days to cum. T'


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