The Beginning


Walk to the window and look out at the night. Open your robe and let it drop to the floor. At first, you’ll feel only my breath, then slowly my tongue will begin to trace up the back of your thighs…
first the right
then the left…

Sliding my hand up as I push your legs apart. Forcing you to bend over and place your hands on the sill.
My fingers enter you slowly at first massaging
your clit as you go from moist to wet.
Turning quickly you stare at me,
forcing me to stand as you push me back to the bed swinging your body over me. Your delicious pussy inches from my face…
You reach back spreading open your pink delight, lowering it just close enough.
Using both hands I spread your cheeks
and penetrate your dripping, raw, wet
and luscious wonder.
You begin rhythmically grinding
raising and lowering what has become my obsession.
Breathless I endure as I drink in your juices with the thirst of a dying man.
My fingers working every opening.
My tongue flickering your treasure as
your moans turn to screams.
Your legs begin to tremble then shake as you grind harder.
Your juices turn creamy as now I am swallowing in your joy… licking and sucking still.
Wanting only to possess your pussy
for a night that has just begun.

Skylarr (C) 2019


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