this blog entry contains sexual content. if you are offended by such things, hit the back button now: you'll be happier. this is a stand-alone piece.
my desire rises, tongues of flame licking at the air from a vast blaze. i reach for you and eagerly devour your sigh.
you turn to face me and i see that same lust darkening your own eyes. people speak of aphrodisiacs but if there is a better one than that look, i don't know it.
with an urgency i didn't know i felt, my mouth seeks your neck, nipping and licking as i descend lower to the rise of your breast. i love this spot and am gratified at how erect your nipple already is when i get there.
my hand however, feeling my need more urgently, has already reached down to that wonderful trimmed patch that always commands my attention, gently stroking at the wetness it finds there. as i do, your scent reaches me and i lose all control of myself.
quickly, i kiss my way lower until i can sample your honey for myself. my tongue parts your labia and stabs deep within you, drawing forth a cry. again and again i stab deep within you.
i pull your legs up so i can gaze upon the center of your desire freely. i marvel as always at the sight of you before descending upon that erect, exposed nub. my tongue is a club and i bludgeon you there in a frenzy, coating my face in your wetness.
the sound of your fingers clawing at the sheets makes me deliriously happy. i know and love that sound and what they mean. i look up and see that your own hands now are pinching and tugging at your two summits of lust.
inspired, i shift slightly so i can resume your tongue-lashing. your breathing is becoming more ragged--urgent.
i bear down. i know you're close--so close now...only a little while longer...
legs wrap around my head, drawing me closer. i cannot breathe and right now, i do not need to. i lap, prod and stab within your delta of venus.
your legs are trembling around me.
this is the moment i choose to ram four fingers deep within your too-long neglected lower mouth and the urgency of your need is made clear with the way you try to swallow them. you're so close now...
we've never tried this before but i need to--my hand is moving so freely within you. so i draw it out and slowly try to add the thumb this time. i try several times but it doesn't really quite fit.
when you fling tube of lube down to me, i seize it and generously lube my hand. you're so wet it seems unnecessary but i see you need to know as much as i do.
four fingers slip in easily, i draw them together and then...yes, that was it. the whole of my hand slowly slides within you.
we continue like that for a while--my tongue ravaging, my hand exploring. after several strokes, it becomes easier so that i can now try something we never thought possible.
first i withdraw, then ball up my hand and rotate it it until i find the right angle and slowly, fingers and knuckles fit past your outer lips, then inner lips as my fist descends into you. your legs around me are stiff, tense--i know you aren't sure whether this will hurt but i go gently.
i look up at you to see you looking down at me and your desire-darkened eyes rather than your voice demands, "yes...do it..."
my fist ravages you as my tongue whirls away at you. i am awash in your wetness, the scent of you all i can smell when your legs, still locked around me, draw me in again...
there is an explosion of color in my mind, which echoes furiously--until i realize it's the sound of both of our cries of release.
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