When she kisses me like that I am like a fly caught helplessly in her web. Her smoldering eyes attract me to her, they hold me in the helpless entanglement of desire. I am caught, unable to break free of the overwhelming power of her sultry gaze. I couldn't move even if I wanted to. I don't want to. Even though I am weak in the knees there is a fire of unmitigated sensual desire that her eyes have ignited in my core. My cock is filling, stiffening and warming with lust blood. So as I stand there helplessly awaiting her sensual attack, my balls start to tingle and the sweet spot between my balls and asshole begins to twitch. My balls tighten to my body readying themselves for the certain stimulation that I know will soon come and cause them to rhythmically pump their hot prize into her mouth, her sodden pussy or onto her open palm. Sometimes it is the exquisite release of my soft hot liquid, pumped into her open palm that I find so sexy. We both watch as my spasming penis fills her cupped palm with my warm eruption; spilling my warm adoration for her as she watches in lusty fascination while her own pussy weeps with warm wet desire.
But as I stand there I don't know what she is thinking and I don't really know what is going to happen. I have been tangled in her web so many times and each time is so unpredictable, I cannot anticipate what will happen this time. So I stand there and watch her as her full warm lips close the distance with my own. It seems like slow motion as our mouths come together. Our lips join with such grace and sensuousness, it seems like an eternity until I feel their soft warmth on my mouth. The breath of her love fills my mouth. It is like a sweet voodoo vapor that invades my mouth, my brain, and my penis causing my prostate to swell and engorge with the cream of my lust. I can sense the hardening and throbbing readiness for pleasure permeating my body, exciting me and teasing me into submission.
She makes me woozy. I cannot stand anymore. That is part of her plan. Once I am in her web and she locks her lips on me she knows I will loose all orientation and collapse onto the bed, the couch or whatever venue she chooses. As she lays me down she plies my consciousness with the passion of her lips. Then as I lay flat and immobile her tongue emerges from her lips like a stinger from a sheath to tantalize and incite my brain and harden my cock. It has been waiting to emerge and inject itself into me and tease my passion. She dances her tongue over my lips and seeks out the warm spaces between lips and gums and the roof of my mouth; she massages my own tongue with the tip of her tongue. Every place she touches inside my mouth receives a sexy sting that makes me want more. Soon I am like a baby bird in a nest mouth open begging for the intrusion of her sensual stinger. Her probing is punctuated by intermittent suckling of my own tongue.
There is thunder in my ears and my eyes cannot stay open. She is filling my body with her lust. My mouth is open wide to receive more. I am gulping air and the vaporous spell of her sexual desire. I want to be filled by her lust. I attempt to drink her desire in gulps to satiate my lustful unquenchable thirst
The fire in me is no longer smoldering … it is an inferno. It is a conflagration of sexual heat that has engulfed my penis and balls; my cock is desperate for her. The rapturous hard knot of my prostate is starting to pulse gently. The inferno is wrapping my penis with sweet desperation for the rapture of release. Her lust has filled my body and I am now totally in her control. All I want is her to consume me.
My penis is turgid as it fills with the hot blood of desire. As it erects and hardens it becomes sensitive to the point of aching. It strains at the air seeking the bliss of sensation that will ultimate trigger its pulsing relief. My cock throbs and dances seeking something that I know is there. But my mind is so cloudy I cannot think. All I can do is feel. I feel the red hot iron of sexual need gripping my penis and pulling on it. I feel the white hot coal of a gland deep inside my asshole swollen to the point of bursting with a cocktail of semen, and passion.
Then I am startled to reality as her mouth separates from my own. Where there was hot female love moments earlier, it suddenly feels cold and abandoned. I feel as alone as puppy lost in the dark woods on a snowy evening. There is a real sense of panic as she leaves me.
It seems like years that I am lying there waiting. But in reality it is only seconds. Then I feel her. Before I feel her mouth I feel her heat. The purple swollen head of my cock feels the warmth of her breath spilling over the sharp cleft that meets just below its weeping slit. That cleft is tingling with anticipation. Its anxiety is wired directly to the glands deep inside of me that are filled and are making crystal clear pre cum ooze from my cock. The throbbing gland inside of me is waiting for the green light to pump my pearly white semen to that slit and make it boil over the cleft like a erotic volcano.
In a flash the heat of breath is replaced by the wet heat of her mouth. She engulfs the swollen crown of my penis in her mouth, trapping it there by putting her teeth just behind the bulbous ridge that defines the mushroom like head of my manhood. The wet heat of her mouth is like the bite of the spider.
The fly that is caught by the spider is wrapped in silken web so it cannot move. Then the spider bites the fly and injects its venom into the fly; the venom kills, but it also liquifies the fly's organs into a jelly like soup which the spider will drain from the lifeless fly's body.
As her teeth grip the crown of my penis and lovingly tug at it, it is like she is injecting me with venom. But this venom does not kill . . . it incites. It incites ragging raw boiling sexual sensation. The sensation explodes in me and causes me to break out in an erotic sweat. It fills me with such desire that my very soul melts just like the organs of the fly. Soon my entire body is full of my steaming white cream. She has achieved her goal. I have been reduced to being a stone hard instrument that she will soon mount and she will drain the very essence of me and take it into her own body to savor and taste and hold. I will be drained and relieved but I will be bonded to her and her alone. I will have given her my soul.
I am quaking with the intense desperate need to release.
I look down for the first time at her face buried in my groin where she is greedily suckling at my cock head and in a voice that is raspy with ragging desire, I beg her. “Fuck me oh god please fuck me” I groan.
She looks up with an evil grin. Then she straightens up and moves in for the kill. With a movement that is both fluid and efficient she swings her legs over my thighs and straddles me. I am being trapped in the silken downy cocoon of her pussy. She then reaches down and directs the tip of my penis which is glistening with her saliva and the drool of precum that is rolling out of my raw pink slit. Then with the dexterity of a surgeon she directs my steaming probe to the glistening lips of her pussy.
Then like a ballerina on point she lowers herself and impales her aching pussy on my rigid pink pole. The sensation of being filled by me as she lowers herself onto me makes her entire body shudder. My big hot penis in her vagina feels relieving like scratching an itch, as it penetrates her it is rapturous like massaging a sore muscle, when it sinks to the bottom of her vagina it makes her heart race like a dramatic moment in a movie. But all of these sensations are centered not in her brain they are centered deep inside her vagina.
Once I am deep inside her she begins a dance that is as old as time. It is a dance that is not taught in steps in a sterile room. It is a dance that is handed down over the eons from one women to the next; it is handed down not in words or deeds but by instinct and sexual need.
It is an instinctive dance which makes her grind her pubic bone on the meaty base of my cock, mashing her clit against the top of my shaft where it meets my abdomen. Her own juice pools on my belly and offers a blissful cushion to stimulate her clit to full hardness. She holds her breath as she presses against me and rocks her pelvis on me, massaging her clit on my slippery arm skin. Then when the distant voices of women past whisper in her ear she grips the base of my cock with her pussy lips and tugs at the shaft gently. Then she holds it in her slippery silken lips and slides up the shaft squeezing it as she pulls up on it. Then suddenly she drops down again, impaling herself and beginning the process again and again until the stimulation she derives from it jangles her brain to send a jolting message to her agonized pussy.
When the stimulation is so intense that it crackles on her skin like static electricity, the message releases her orgasmic bliss. In wave after wave of intense pleasure her vagina contracts and releases in orgasmic bliss. Her pussy clamps and squeezes at my cock finding immense pleasure in the fullness that it grants her swooning pussy.
I am a seething poolof sexual cream that wants nothing more than to empty into her. There is no man left inside of me. All there is is a boiling pool of white creamy man sex. A pearlescent cocktail of my lust, my semen, the heat of passion and the soft and sweet pleasure of my love for her.
I stiffen as my cock yields to the spell that she has cast on me. The fire of passion wraps itself around my cock and squeezes it; then it crackles down over my balls and up into my asshole. Then drilling deep into my asshole with fiery determination it finds the swollen seat of my lust and grips my prostate in an iron grip of pleasure. My anguished gland can't tolerate any more pleasure and it succumbs helplessly to its hunger for orgasm. Then as if in a sexual seizure I go rigid and push up into her. The pleasure of pumping my cum into her is absolute. Every bit of my being is focused on the rigid flesh in my groin that is buried deep inside her sweet wet and warm hole. All I can think about is the extreme joy I am experiencing as my anguished cock conveys my steaming juice deep into her thirsty vagina.
When I am done pulsing in her I am empty and spent. Sheis full and satisfied. The spider has had a delicious meal. She rolls onto her back and savors my sweet liquid delicacy that she holds in the depths of her vagina. In a creamy – dreamy stupor she lays next to me and treasures the nectar that she has sucked from my hard cock. She is satisfied because she feels the warm soft pleasure of my love in her, but she is also satisfied because she knows that I am a willing fly that will gladly throw myself in her web whenever she looks at me with those sultry eyes.
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