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In quiet chamber my lover waits

 
In quiet chamber my lover waits
Lying between cool cotton sheets
Breasts flat against the mattress
Head turned slightly to notice my gaze

I make my way in and peel back the gossamer
Revealing your wonderful neck, smooth back
and luscious twin globes.
Without a word your eyes reveal your desire

Straddling your legs I join in your recline
Spooning every inch of your skin
You feel a hint of arousal in my loins
Kissing your cheek, neck, shoulders, back
(You know how much I love to kiss you)

Kissing my way down till I feel your curve
slipping further down your back cleavage
Lightly rimming your musky hole
Hands sunk deep in pillowy softness

Just a trickle of love's potion wets your slit
Moist to my touch as two fingers press
Kneeling behind you now I grasp each hip
Pulling you up joining front to back in a love embrace

Parting your dripping flesh
Slipping my manhood between your soaking walls
I feel your clench and see your pucker
Slipping a finger to stimulate your dark orifice

Then...
Begin thrusting
deep
in-
to
your
hot
tunnel.
You
matching
every
stroke
with
a
push
and
a
moan

Deep inside craving your inner soul
Heaving bodies sparkle from passion's sweat
Your lovely squeeze beckons for more
I begin again with wild abandon
Slapping my balls against your woman flesh
You scream out for more..."Fuck me, lover...Fuck me!"

For a moment I pause
retracting to see the glistening of my rod
soaked by your sweet cum.
Rubbing your bud with the gentle glide of my wet member
Adding to your intense heat

Bringing you closer to nirvana now
we re-engage our bodies
pushing harder, faster
Once more pulling your hips tightly against me
Feeling your fingers caress our sex
First you, then me
Then rubbing harder as we explode
with orgasmic delight...

Breathing deep we collapse into a pile
as one sweaty body
I slip out to release a flood of our love cocktail
Sheets now soaked from our heated passion and wild love making
The kiss, lingering sweet on our lips
Our hungry embrace, held tight

As I slip away into the night
You call out my name.
Will our passions once again embrace?
Soon, lover, soon.


Written by John1911 (John)
Published | Edited 19th Apr 2011
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