I feel the sweet tingle of its pleasurable embrace; it sends shivers up my spine, they collect at the base of my skull. The shivers encircle my neck and envelop my head, making my scalp vibrate and my ears ring. As I shiver, shudder and quake in its grasp it tenderly caresses the swollen head of my cock; ever so daintily the finger searches for the slit at the pulsing head. It knows my penis so well, it is in no hurry; its search is patient and methodical. It tickles my cock and slowly slides over the slick smooth fine skin, moving in little circles, savoring the slippery sexiness of the swollen tip of my penis. As it encircles me I rise and stiffen, leaning into it like a sunflower faces the sun. As I harden the finger gets coated in warm pre cum. That skin on my penis is so different than all other skin on my coarse male body. The skin on my cock is delicate and thin and very sensitive.
Once her desire finds my pre cum soaked slot it toys with it, gingerly tasting the sweet slippery greeting that I have prepared for it. Her desire is like a hummingbird that is darting around a flaming red flower and my cockhead is the sticky stamen of the flower, her desire flits, darts and hovers in anticipation of the rich and sweet reward I am offering her. Then very gently, the finger alights on the slit in my penis and pries it open, parting it and holding it open in preparation for penetration, sweet penetration. I can feel it parting me.
I don't understand how this is happening or even what her desire is. "How can this be?" the rational side of my brain questions. But as my rational mind questions what is happening to me, the erotic side of my mind is savoring the sensation that I am swimming in. It is savoring the deep wet pleasure that I am floating in as my skin is tingling in anticipation of the whispered promise of further pleasure that fills my ears. Ultimately I give into the pleasure that is tenderly embracing my cock. I am on fire; my libido is a sodden steaming inferno.
Her sweet feminine desire tarries and teases my cockhead for quite a while, playing with the stream of precum that is drooling from me. Its need for my male nectar has been wetted. It craves more, it craves to be at the source of my warm male essence so that it can bathe and drink at my sweet fountain. Then with the gentleness of a butterfly the finger deftly enters my slit, penetrating me; as it sinks into me it causes me to shudder in repeating waves of pleasure. Her feminine erotic desire basks in the rich erotic core of my masculinity and grows stronger, drawing its power from the heat of my need. It causes my cock to stiffen further and straighten like a cat stretching after a long soothing nap. Her invasion of my penis fills me rapture. I am overcome and immobilized by the assault of her desire; her erotic need is holding my body down on the bed, my heart is racing and my head is spinning as her loving invasion continues. My breath comes in short gulps as I am being skewered by her erotic power.
Her sexuality is intoxicating. I gasp and groan as her passion inches into me, igniting me as it burrows in the sweet warmth inside of me. I writhe in anguished joy as the gentle touch of her erotic desire probes deeper and deeper into me, slowly following the path that it has claimed. As her desire grows and extends into me relentlessly seeking the liquid essence of my sexuality deep inside me, I am overcome with lust and love for her. I hear moaning, and I am surprised to discover it is me.
As her passion grows inside me I am filled with overwhelming need for her. Soon her desire has found its destination, the warm thickened pool of my orgasmic liquid, deep inside of me. I feel the finger probing in the steaming essence, coating itself in my earthy male fluid. Her desire exults at the discovery of the well spring of my passion, it bathes languidly in my creamy sweet pool, stretching out and luxuriating in its spa like warmth. It is as if she has found an elegant bath full of the most exotic oils and spices; her desire is to languidly soak in its soothing hot depths and let it permeate her and feed her sexual appetite.
Once her desire is ensconced in my salty – sweet spa, her passion begins to delicately breathe her feminine heat into the pool of my cum, causing it to steam and bubble. The simmering pool steams and heats up seeking a desperate path for relief.
Her need is equally desperate; it has been warmed by the desire in me and grows in its intensity in the warm well of my male passion. As she wallows in the creamy heat of my male life force her passion grows stronger. It has rooted itself in the warm wet depths of me; it has linked us as it sates its sensual thirst on the erotic heat of my cum.
When she has drank deeply from the well of my sexual heat and her thirst is satisfied, her desire probes further into me. It pierces my organs and penetrates me, seeking my soul. With exquisite and vulgar finesse, the hands of her desire grasp my quivering soul and gently squeeze it causing intense pleasure waves to wash over me and wrap me in ecstasy. My cock throbs as my brain catches on fire.
Soon I am filled by her need. I no longer am the master of my own sensations; I am a slave to her erotic desire. Her desire is a tether that has extended itself into my penis and has wound its fingers around my most sensitve internal male organs, savoring the hot liquid reward it has found inside of me, luxuriating in the sensation of the warm cum running between her fingers..
When her desire has slaked its need for my heat it begins to reel me in as if I am a fish caught by her hook. But unlike a fish, I do not fight her incessant pull. I follow blissfully. She has found her prize deep inside of me and now she intends to claim it. I am in a stupor of erotic desire. Her tether is deep inside me but it is also wrapped around the outside of my cock. It is like tendril on a bean plant that had coiled around my stalk and it is holding me tenaciously. My fate is sealed I am trapped as a fly is in a venus fly trap. I am her willing erotic captive.
I am being pulled slowly to her pussy; it has my hardened penis in a vice like grip. Her desire is thirsty for my love liquid; it has been at the source and tasted me. It now wants to claim my thickened salty rich cream and slake its thirst with the milk of my passion. I am being dragged and tugged to be with her, to be inside her and merge my fluid with hers and allow her to drink from me. Each yank on my cock and my tender insides elicits a shudder and a gasp from me; each moan and gulp is sweet recognition of my erotic fate. Her passion is rooting inside of me, growing and piercing my organs, burrowing deeper and deeper inside of me, claiming more of me with each inch it creeps. Soon there is no more flesh wetted by sexual need to claim.
Like a hungry preditor bent on its prey it pounces on my soul and savors its sweet reward. As it grasps my very reason for living, her womanly desire firmly squeezes it again; the unrelenting erotic pressure causes me to cry out for sweet relief as the erotic juice of my passion oozes between her fingers.
The sheer agony of my need sets the steaming pool of semen inside me to bubbling and roiling in desperation, is now boiling over. It is hot and ready to meet its destiny inside her. Soon it will be relinquished in blissful anguish to be deposited deep inside her where she will savor it in her warm secret place. That destiny is drawing me closer and closer to her.
With my body and soul in her grip her passion wraps its fingers around my brain and makes me think of only one thing . . . . the sweet relief of being inside her. Her desire continues to reel me in.
She lays on her back and looks at me with a glint in her eye that is borderline evil. She knows that I am helpless. Our genitals are linked by the tether of her desire and the fingers of her passion are holding my mind and soul in their grasp.
With the drama surrounding the unveiling of a priceless work of art she parts open her thighs to reveal her glistening pink fleshy treasure to me. The sight of her aroused pussy assaults my weakened sense of reality and holds me in an iron grip. I cannot take my eyes off of her sweet nether lips. Her vagina is mesmerizing; in its lust engorged silence it is hypnotizing me. Her dewy pink cleft is slightly open, taunting me with the promise of an exquisitely warm and wet caress that will milk me, and suck me as it swallows my liquid testimony of love. Her cleft is parted in readiness to claim me and her silken inner lips are wetted with the honey of her arousal.
The scent of her ardor rises from the yawning mouth of her pussy and reaches into my nostrils to effortlessly drill into my brain. It is the salty scent of the ocean; it is the sweet aroma of exotic flowers and it is the unmistakably piquant scent of female desire. I lost any remaining sense of control I had as her scent embraced my rational mind and toyed with it causing me to sink into an erotic haze. Then as her passion continued to reel me in I had no choice but to nestle my swollen throbbing cockhead in the lips at the threshold of her feminine vestibule.
Her pussy looked like a baby bird with its mouth agape screaming in anguish to accept nourishment. There at the opening of her pussy the sensitive tip of my cock felt the welcome kiss of the mouth of her vagina. I fought to keep from being drawn into her; I lingered at her opening, allowing her pussy lips to kiss and suckle the head of my cock. As her lips were wrapped around the turgid tip of my manhood, my cock rewarded them with a sweet taste of my pre cum. My precum mixed with her own feminine honey covered the head of my throbbing stalk; I was covered in love lubricant, enough to insure that its journey into her would be effortless and blissfully sweet.
Then with my breath coming in staccato gulps I pushed into her, parted her vaginal opening and slid past the gateway to heaven. As I slid into her she squealed as the invasion of my cock stirred exquisite sensations inside her passion engorged pussy. I slowly pushed into her until her vagina had swallowed the length of me.
I almost lost consciousness as the walls of her pussy gently held my stiffened stalk inside of her; as she held me sensations of peace, adoration, and desire washed over me.
I savored the sensation of being swallowed by her. But as I held still in the sweet grasp of her cunt, I was overwhelmed by erotic desire. I lost control of my body. Silently and wordlessly her pussy told my penis what to do. I surrendered to the demands of her steaming vagina. My head began to hear the rythmic pounding of drums. The pounding consumed me. I had no choice but to give into the rhythm that reverberated through my cock. Soon my cock followed the throbbing beat and I began to dance a dance that is as old as time. As I rose and fell into her in rythmic thrusts she writhed underneath me. I penetrated her and withdrew and sank back into her again and again, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm with each thrust.
With each parry of my flesh sword in her sodden sheath, I elicited moans of growing orgasmic tension from her. As I pierced her pussy repeatedly, she grabbed the sheets in her fists and groaned “oh my god . . . . fuck ....what are you doing to me?”. I could see the pending orgasm filling her body, as she jerked in an attempt to thrust against me. But her mounting ecstasy had robbed her of her coordination. The rapture was displacing any other feeling in her; all that she could feel was the burning pleasure in her cunt. It was taking control of her. It started as a smoldering ember deep inside her pussy but now it was an incendiary blaze that consumed her entire body and her conciousness.
She began to push against me in an erratic staccato effort to grind her burning pussy against me; her vagina gripped my penis in a desperate attempt to milk my liquid heat from me. I continued to thrust into her, penetrate her and grind against her. There was a desperation in my thrusts as well, a need to seize pleasure from her and give her pleasure at the same time.
As I knew her orgasm was imminent I held her face in my hands and softly said to her: “look at me love, look into my eyes; I want to see your joy and anguish as you cum”. With a look that displayed panic, fear, anguish, pure joy, bliss and confusion she looked into my eyes”. Her expression was so erotic it steeled my penis to the consistency of an iron rod. I continued to relentlessly penetrate her and thrust in and out of her. Then I slowed and delicately teased her holding my cock in the honey coated silken folds of her pussy lips. I then resumed penetrating her and grinding against her pussy which was oozing her love nectar at this point.
Her eyes opened wide as the orgasm ignited her flesh. She was being consumed by the sweet fire of pure pleasure. Her back arched and her body stiffened as the rapture embraced her and transported her to place that only a woman in surrender to orgasm can know. Her eyes again looked panic stricken and confused, then the panicked look in her eyes transormed to a look of pure ecstasy as the orgasm filled her up. She shook, trembled and twisted as she sang a sweet song of orgasmic release. The orgasm grabbed her pussy, it hardened her nipples and it forced her mouth open in a tortured grimace. The orgasm held her most sensitve female parts and was squeezing them hard, wringing absolute pleasure from them. She squealed as her anus contracted wildly with each orgasmic spasm that bore into her. At the same time the sweet lips of the orgasm were suckling her clit causing divine waves of rapture to surge in and out of her pussy.
It was more than I could resist. It was impossible to hold back any longer. As if I was a classical guitar, the fingers of her desire found my strings. Her desire began to pluck my strings in increasing cadence and intensity, I could feel the sweet tension building. The music I heard and felt inside me told me that orgasm was imminent. The pace of the vibrations that were reverberating throughout my body increased until there was no space between the blissful notes. The sensation made me writhe in anguished need for relief. Then as the pleasure seemed to be teetering on that discreet threshold between agony and bliss, the fingers strummed a series of chords in me that transported be to an ecstatic place. The vbrations of my orgasmic instrument released the pleasure into me; my body filled with bliss in an instant. As I gasped my body reached its limits of how much pleasure I could hold.
Then in a sweet millisecond my orgasm burst open and unleashed my torrent of liquid love. When it let go in that moment, the flood of my cum sought the sweet path of release into her; it flowed determinedly over her fingers with ferocity as if they were insignificant pebbles in a mountain stream. In a hot rush to its destiny, the liquid testimonial of my love for her streamed from me. It spilled from me and gushed deep into her secret place in a series of hard convulsive spasms. The pleasure I felt was pervasive, it caused me to sing my own resonant song for her a my body stiffened in ecstasy. I emptied into her, and gave her what she sought as her her pussy greedily sucked its prize from me in the last spasms of her quaking vagina's own bliss.
Her desire released its hold on my cock and I collapsed onto her. She kissed me tenderly and whispered in my ear in a hot breath the affirmation: “I love you”. I sighed and kissed her in return as my sloppy love softened penis popped out of her inflamed and sodden vagina. My creamy spendings drooled from her redddened pussy lips, just as wine drools from the mouth of a lush.
It was over for now. But I know that some day soon we will again lay in each others arms and her sexual heat will again seek me out and inflame me to take her again.
It is my fate and it is my destiny and it is my purpose. I am lucky indeed.
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