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Lovely-Wild...Lover-Slave
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Lovely-Wild...Lover-Slave I wait eagerly the moment to again feel you, feel the rubbing your skin even slightly, to aspirate your scent, seeing you enjoy, kiss you or lick you or bite you or that you devour me or make with me what you see fit. I desire you a nimbus of shaking where it is mixed, lust, friendship, curiosity, complicity, so brutal, that dark and infinite abyss that we are each and never show anyone, not even ourselves, all that we bury in our narcotic essence because we believe it would kill us. I look you and I see you clearly and closedness at the same time. I know that I look you through the prism of what I want, but at the same time I want you for everything that I can see in you. In my dreams you making love to me sweetly, like the first time we met. And your sweetness evokes what savage because you can only open Pandora's box from the innocence than craving, discover hidden and wonderful mysteries, curiosity is candid and reckless as a , but also frightening and appalling. I dream of you in my sleepless nights and every dream is the trajectory of a slingshot launched from afar. It is precipitated over me, without I can do anything about it. Sometimes you're sweet and soft as your skin, me caressing my back and rubbing my lips carefully, it seems that you were afraid to undo me like a sand castle, others your kisses become cloudy and get carried so it you are also a animal, an instinct, a man. Then you kiss me with<b> violence </font></b>and squeeze me kisses while you tear apart my clothes. I perceive you in my frenzy clearly. Near. And I want to be yours as I've never been someone else. I want you to kiss me or caress me, squeeze me, lashes me, you come to me in your incandescence, in the way you feel everything because I with you can feel yours light, and I love everything that makes me feel that luminary. You shock you in my vigil like lightning strike and I feel you as light flashes, thunder and trembling. You look at me from inside me, like a gap towards this universe that I am, that I can be. And here, inside, everything can happen. In these flashes of reality I evoke you or want you. Your fingers caress my face while overflow your kisses on my skin. You bite my mouth, lick my tongue, you looking my essence for in a strange pirouette your tongue, saliva and anxiety. My back arches and your hips forward towards me. I feel different, full, as if rediscovered sex. These huge desire to fuck and make love, and make love and fuck in a synergistic loop whose consequence is my delirium. In those flashes of you, I embrace you, I feel your body (and mind) as an entity created for my enjoy. I eat your cock, slowly, giving me time to revel in the way you look at me, to stop time in those deep and short moans you make to recreate what you feel, you cock grow in my mouth and in my senses I get impatient with you and your pleasure, I can almost feel as if you are here, I can almost feel the pleasure that thee produce the movements of my tongue on the skin of your foreskin, the shiver that goes through you, you desire to cum, of fuck my mouth, of fuck me, the need to relieve your milk on my face, on my tongue, you hurry to make me yours. I can feel my passion in my mouth and between my legs, to exhaust all the ways I know of to eat your cock. In those arrows energy I find you fucking me like a man possessed, his face contorted by your lust and your eyes looking sweet and devoted. You can not imagine how I am moved by your tenderness, that sweetness you fear and hide but show me furtively but constantly. You lean on me, I open my legs, or open by themselves because they know you're coming, you put your cock in me, inside, inside. I filled, open me, me squirm. My pussy squeezes against you, loves you, need you. You fuck me like an animal, you raise my legs, tangled around you, I bend, I enjoy, I melt. Something inside trembles under my navel, I burn the kidneys and feel an immense cold in the neck, your hips continue pressuring my pussy, pleasure grows and grows, I look, you pinch my nipples, you put a finger in my mouth , I lick it, I cum like if my ecstasy boil in a hellish broth bubbling. I burn your pleasure and I moan as if I were dying in you. When I do not sleep, I think about you in a thousand ways. Sometimes you using me, sometimes I using you. I think of you as a sexual being and dream of you as someone loving, desire your inner animal, and I love your tender side. And the mixture of both I'm finding and knowing. In my mind sometimes you tie up or leave open my legs, let me exposed and vulnerable, you extend the time like a fucking slingshot and when I least expect it, wham, shoot. I think you're going to whip me, and yes, ever spank me but others give me pleasure, and in the confusion I go crazy with lust. You caress my skin and then flogged, you hard or soft fuck me, you fuck my mouth or my pussy as you pleased, and I feel I completely yours, than I have wanted to scream for everyone to know. I'm yours. Yours, your bitch, your toy, your experiment, your slave, your lover ... I imagine you stroking my hair, making cuddles and caresses, rubbing against your chest, mumbling things about you, or me. And I sink definitely in your affections, your voice, your heart beating in the air that you breathe with me. But you do not stop, you're kissing, stroking, fucking me, pinching me, loving me. You turn me, you place me on all fours, you go back to fuck me, fuck me sideways, standing, we look impossible positions driven by lust, and I cum in each and every one of them'm yours and I feel you mine. And feel you, is all I need for know it's not a dream, that I will not wake up, I've never been more awake. |
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great story good word description
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very nice!
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