One

rolling me over, positioning me on all fours,

lightly spanking my bottom until passion soars,

then my shoulders slump, till head rests on the pillow,

presenting moist sex, for carnal peccadillo,

feeling movement, as you position yourself on bed,

then my moist swollen lips, your arousal does spread,

pushing back, as you slowly slide into my heat,

those sleek muscles tightly squeeze, as ardour they greet,

withdrawing just a little, then pushing back in,

at a leisurely, sensual pace to begin,

as your hips bounce against my curvaceous bottom,

thumbs soft caress, at puckered rosette is welcome,

and large aching breasts, sway to sensual rhythm,

as that hardness, plunges deep into my chasm.

pushing back, against the thumb’s probing insistence,

and tight muscle slowly gives up, it’s resistance,

until finally, allowing the thumb to pass,

and it edges bit by bit, into my tight arse,

reaching back between my splayed thighs, finding clit,

my inner thighs flooded, by a leaking rivulet,

as your cock strokes in and out at a steady pace,

my fingers upon taut clit, caressingly trace,

and thumb in the arse, adds to feelings of fullness,

as I feel myself flooded, by growing wetness,

in sea of sensuousness, so gladly wallow,

as my face is pressed firmly, into the pillow,

knowing this time, there’s no urgency for release,

content to let my arousal, slowly increase.

within the tightness of my arse, your thumb rotates,

and the yearning in my loins, slowly concentrates,

gradually picking up the pace of our coupling,

and the room resounds with the sounds of our fucking,

knowing that my orgasmic dam, is ready to burst,

as telltale rippling tremors, through flesh are dispersed,

then all of a sudden, the body goes rigid,

muscles clenching at cock and thumb, as I squirt liquid,

then senses drown, in shuddering euphoria,

as my honeyed juices, gush from the labia,

when second one rips through, much more powerfully,

my clasping muscles milking you, very lustfully,

deep in my depths, the final drop from you is wrung,

in the moment that bodies, hearts and souls are one.

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10 thoughts on “One

  1. Read this on a packed subway ride. Squirmed as I read line by line, hoping that the other passengers read over my shoulder or saw my slight arousal. I love how the descriptions got more raw as the story unfolded. Great tease!

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