Intoxicated by lust....
Even in the pictures of you, I feel you looking straight
through me. Awkward first meeting, shy hellos, neither
of us knows whats ahead, maybe..the promise of desire.
We talk, tentatively at first, laughter follows, stories
shared. We chat for hours, measuring the tension, feeling
the electricity of our attraction.
You sneak peeks at my breasts, I stare at your handswonder
how they would feel on me. Hours later, into the wee hours
of the eveningyou start to leave, I walk you outthere
on the porch stepsyou ask for a kiss.i can only whisper
out yes. The kiss, innocent but urgent makes my insides
stir, makes my pussy tingle. Oh yes I feel it and I know you
do too. You walk away into the night.
Another daywe hold hands, I feel the warmth of your leg
as we watch the movie, pretending not to feel the heat between
us
You ask me simplydo you want me to go or do you want me to stay?
Dave, please stay. I whisper. Naked, climbing into your
arms, I am nervous.I want you too much..I like you too much.
Skin on skin, I hear you breathing, I smell your scentI
am losing my thought process, feel it giving way to animal
lust. Our fingers search, busily memorizing the geography
of our nakedness. We kiss greedily.trying to put out the
fire, the wanton need of souls touching. Electricity fairly
sparks between our bodies. The frequency of our urgent
needs rise to a peak.
Your fingers find my pussy, now wet with anticipation of
your penetration. Playing with me, fingering meletting
my breathing and moaning guide your pressureyou bring
me to the first orgasm of many. Soon touching is not enoughonly
penetration can satisfy, you climb between my legs and
offer your beautiful cock to my hungry pussy. It is such
sweet anticipation. You glide yourself inwe both moan
with delight. Steadily, you begin to strokefinding a
beatyou bang the drum slowlyever so slowly. It takes
me a while to understand your rhythm. Once found, and excited
by the discovery of this stroking I happily cum on your
rock hard cock. It is delightful and liberating. I have
to fight the desire to thrash against you. I feel like a street
musician compared to a virtuosobut eager to learn the
notes and beat of your metronome. Long lasting? You satisfy
me time and time again. Eager to please you I wiggle away
and seek out your hardness. Sucking sweetly, tasting myselftasting
you I slide my lips onto youtrying to mimic your rhythm.
We couple again, again I am mesmerized by the slow ride you
are giving meslow and wonderful.
The only sound in the room is the breathing of two soulsbasking
in the afterbuzz of lovemaking. Holding each other tightly,
we lay there, quietly thinking our separate thoughts.
You whisper did you like it?smiling in the darkness,
I answer with a smile and a Yes. The awkwardness is gone
nowreplaced by the shy familiarity of two new lovers,
and the memory of those few hours of sensual discovery.
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