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The no pants dance
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The no pants dance Hands begin to tremble at the touch of course fingers moving underneath clothing. The tremors are everywhere. Adrenline apparently causes shivers. The smell of new car and cologne fill the small space of a truck's backseat. Heart beats race independent of one another. The afternoon sky hangs overhead, distant noises of passing vehicles can be heard amidst a clammer of birds and insects. Campgrounds are a lovely way to pitch a tent. Undressing happens in sparatic intervals between kisses. Clothing clinges to legs and arms by sleeves. The size of his fingers becomes obvious as they press against the silk of undergarments, deftly moving them aside. Soft moans escape one's lips involuntarilly. Between breaths, the rising and falling of bodies, all thoughts cease. Kneeling on the seat, the unbottoning of jeans, and the shock of the sheer size all happen within moments before delightfully appreciating the spasms of his hardening cock. Together with his hands and her mouth, the moments pass unnoticed. Eventually, the anticipation becomes too much. The thoughts that go through one's mind before being penetrated can only be described as uncertain, and eager. In the moments to follow, a mix of delight and pain. The movements begin slowly at first, pleasure flooding ones mind at each thrust. The thrusts became faster in pace, before slowing, only to penetrate deeper. Utter bliss, and euphoria overcome the strain. Legs clinge to hips, moving him in further still. If only something's lasted forever. |
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great writing as usual!!
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ps. I think the word you want to use is sporadic, not sparatic??? I think???
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Always love reading your stories.
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Very powerful imagery, and naked emotions - I can almost see it, but, more importantly, I can feel it, and it is real
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wow, that was really good!!!!
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