Our eyes meet and our bodies touch. He whispers in my ear, I want you so bad. His breath on my skin, his hands in my hair. I kiss him, play with his tongue. MM. So good. He grabs me and pushes me on the bed. We kiss some more. Our hands roam, his fingers move down. I run my fingers through his hair. His breath is hot against my skin. His kiss is intoxicating. Then down and lower. He kisses my stomach and moves lower. He kisses me, slowly, longingly,
tasting me, exploring me, wetting his tongue as it enters me. Flick, flicking, flicker, thrillingly seductive, a rhythms so intense it is pure bliss. Sucking, nibbling. His tongue flickers tauntingly, tantalizing, tantric No more tantrums or taunting, kissing me, pause, silent, his face buried between my legs, as long as I want, for hours, on and on and on. Then I grab his hair. I'm ready. His dick is big, thick and pulsating. He brings it close and slips it in. I tighten and squeeze my muscles,
lubricating him. There are words for it. Give me your love. Words, so many words, words and sentences, paragraphs long and short. He feels good inside of me, makes me feel good. Let me love you, give me this chance. I feel it coming like a freight train, gushing forth, exploding in my mind, in his, in him and around him. Our first sexual experience, our second time round the world feels better.
Our skin melts into one, all senses tingling. Ah. My legs entwined around his waist, hands clasped, sweating, swooning, his head next to mine, our breaths and heart beats. We are one, my face, my breasts and belly, my knees tingle. We make love once more, sweating, panting inside me, moving so good together. The pleasure is almost torture. It feels so good. And then he seductively whispers, begging me, sending
me over the edge, goddess. And then I lose control, faster, harder, Oh God, oh baby, Yes, my legs wrapped around him, intense orgasms. Then, finally relaxed and relieved, we fall into sleep. But all I can think about is more. I want more of him, I want it all all the time. Ah more