An Ibiza moment

 
The music was loud and uproarious
and I could barely hear his gentle voice
as I felt the heat
of his whispering breath upon my ear
and the tickle of his English accent
opened something up
inside me

A hard techno trance
was thumping thumping thumping upon the air
as smoke and bubbles, bile and sweat
poured forth upon the heated floor
of slickly-heated bodies
that bumped across the slickly-heated hive


“I wanna twirl my finger in your pussy
and kiss you,” he said.

“What did you say,” I said.

“I wanna flood your pussy with cum and kiss you,” he said,
“would you like that?”

“I'd fucking love it – let's get out of here,” I said.



Samantha