called..."The Storm"...

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...an imagining for the weekend...

as mentioned in my previous post...a share erotic.

 

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'The Storm

She steps into the room

A smile, an embrace

A slow start, a gentle start,

Kissing lightly on the lips

Touching, teasing, feeling.

She unbuttons his shirt

Easing it from his torso

Tasting his skin, biting his nipples

As his trousers slide down,

She runs her nails along his length

Scratching gently as he had shown her before

As he had always wanted

She moves with him toward the bed

And as she takes off her robe

He runs his hands over her breasts and nipples

Squeezing them, tugging gently

Making her gasp as the sensation courses through her

As they go down onto the bed

His mouth moves downward over her belly

With his tongue, he probes her wetness

With his mouth, he covers all of her

He tastes her essence as she pushes herself against him

His hardness seeks out her wet softness

She cries out to be filled

Their senses fully aroused

Demanding of each other

Their intensity allows no more gentleness

Thrusting and groaning he impales her c...,

His cock rampant, her c... welcoming

Twisting and writhing

They engulf each other in any way possible

Like leaves blown in a storm

First this way, then that

She rides his cock as though it was a flagstaff

Feeling its length reaching into her

Ebbing and flowing

And as his cum passes into her

She builds to her ultimate point

Like a flag unfurling

Proudly, whipping in the wind,

Free, unconstrained, uninhibited

Their souls both naked to each other

Their bodies blended into one
The storm has run its course – till next time…(anon)"