Starved for an orgasm, she kept saying to him, Baby, please make me cum. She really enjoyed feeling the depths of the girth and length of his shaft, but on that particular night, he knew that her body craved the skillful use of his tongue to make the euphoria last. He started by softly and passionately kissing between her thighs, then with the tip of his stiffened tongue, he talentedly teased her ass; he then paused and whispered to her, Suck your fingers then rub your clit while I do this. Through heavy breaths she responded, Okay baby; I thought you’d never ask.
Over the phone in sensual tones of heavy breathing, she asked him again and again if she could release what for so long she had been holding. He said, not yet; keep going.
Seductive whispers drive her passion To the edge of an intense orgasm. For so long, longing lips wanted to be kissed; For so long, she wanted to be missed. For so long, she was unhappy in her prior relationship, But now, finally — she is his. He loves her deeply, expressing his Passionate feelings through intimacy; Undoubtedly, they belong to each other completely. As he goes deeper inside her— Through luscious lips, She whispers his name amorously.
They met at a five star hotel for a three day tryst; they both told their significant others that they would be away for a few days on business. For her flight, she wore a recently purchased violet lingerie set underneath an off–white dress and black pumps that glamorized her steps. Upon seeing her lover, she was immediately wet. As soon as they made their way to the hotel room, they quickly undressed and had passionate sex. After another round, they showered and dressed; He wore a suit — and she wore a short black dress with black heels that complimented her legs. They took the elevator down to the restaurant to have dinner, and also to refresh themselves. After desert, they made their way to the bar for drinks; him, a vodka on the rocks — and her, a dirty martini, garnished with two extra olives she requested in a beautiful cocktail glass that was pink. In a dark setting, she kissed him and whispered that she wanted him inside her again. On the elevator on the way up, she got on her knees and tasted him; back in their lavish suite, they fucked, again and again. It was a three day tryst to quench the fire of their lust and longing within. On her flight back home, she thought of the way he made her moan. Her nipples became erect — and in her seat, she was soaking wet.
The most intense sex couldn’t scratch the surface of her lascivious desires that are secret. To not only want two but three men at the same time, lingers on her mind. She uses an extremely flexible double–ended dildo and a variety of vibrators to keep herself satisfied. At least once a day, she makes time to play; screaming loudly as she releases uncontrollably. The thought of them inside her excites her. She dreams of walking into a dimly lit room wearing lingerie and black stiletto heel sandals— where three brawny men would be awaiting. To write of her excitement in that moment, would be words not easily contemplated. First, roughly from behind, she wants to be taken; while at the same time, looking into the eyes of the man in–front of her, as she tastes him. To have her hair pulled as she is being pummeled on her knees, would be something that would thoroughly please; she would certainly euphorically scream as she feels the pleasure from the measure of the other she rides, who is underneath. She contemplates the lustful whispers they would say to her as inside her, they would both be deep. She has another intense orgasm, thinking of the secret desires that she keeps.
In her eyes, there is a beautiful mystery. She longs to be kissed and held gently. There is so much wonder in the uncovering Of her eroticism and incredible sensuality. She loves deeply and wants to be loved unconditionally. You must truly love her, to know that she Expresses herself foremost through intimacy; To have her heart, is to have love in all its transcendency. The taste of her lips are as sweet as honey. Her loving warmth, is the beauty of her femininity. To experience the depths of her heart, Is to make a wonderful discovery.
Her wet fingers, rub the places the feelings of his measure still linger; her bed is soaked with the passion of vividly recollected memories. She teases herself to make the euphoria last longer; pinching her erect nipples, And then deciding to use the vibrator that is beside her, to climax harder. With her legs open, she thinks of him while heavily breathing and sensually whispering. On the advent of her next orgasm, her body erotically writhes, as if she is experiencing a spasm. She licks the tip of the vibrator as if she is teasing him, only to place it back inside her, before intensely releasing again. She feels sexy in the black stiletto sandals that she is beautifully wearing. To spank herself, she turns over and moves into doggy position; loudly screaming, with the windows open, she hopes that the tall masculine neighbor that often waves to her is listening.
She holds long held secret desires within her. In her dreams, she tells him to go deeper and spank her harder. She wants her hair to be pulled, with her hands tied behind her— Dressed in heels, lace black stay-up thigh highs, and a lace black garter. She wants him to place his hand around her neck When he firmly flips her over and passionately kiss her; Her desire, is to drive his lust even more with lascivious and seductive whispers. She wants to tease him with her tongue and suck his fingers; She wants his length and thickness in yet unexplored places, And to use her favorite vibrator, while he is still inside her. She wants to have lasting euphoric feelings even after, And tease her nipples with one hand, and with the other— Finger the places where the feeling of his measure still lingers. She wants to call him and let him listen to her moans and her screaming; And tell him, to take his clothes off and stroke himself until he gets off. It is a man she sees everyday. She wants to taste him. She wants to fuck him. She wants to stop dreaming.
Unapologetically, she is sexually free, immersed in pleasure and sensuality. She tastes him, using her tongue teasingly; then looking into his eyes intently, she takes him deeply and slowly with intensity. As his fingers enter the dripping wetness of her pussy, she breathes deeply and says his name purposely. Wanting to pleasure her more, he lifts her legs over his face — her feet pressed against the black velvet upholstered headboard. He begins to use his tongue skillfully to stimulate the erogenous spot that can’t be ignored; she sucks him deeper, moaning with pleasure. Longingly, his tongue moves erotically and intensely; teasingly, outside and inside her, and then outside her again. His immense erectness is the rage of his fire that desires her. Unable to take it any longer, she releases all over him, but he keeps going as if not noticing. Her loud screams, signal waves of pleasure that take over. To taste herself, she kisses him and sucks his fingers. In silent euphoria, from behind he takes her; the fire in him causing an erotic rhythm that quenches the lustful want of her longing. Using the leverage of her hands on the wall, she pushes back against him — causing him to find unexplored depths of her, as she turns her face to the left to look at him. He asks her if she belongs to him through a passionate tone of sensual whispering; she answers, yes, guiding his hand to caress her breasts. They switch from one erotic position to the next, but she is dying to ride him. So she rides him roughly and vigorously without stopping — her hands around his neck. She does not cheat herself, going all the way up the full length of his dick, and then slamming herself back down, to feel the ecstasy of his width. As if in a trance, while sweating, somehow — she keeps her determined rhythm. Eagerly, she wants to cum again, but she wants to cum with him. As she feels the coming explosion, she counts down from ten; barely making it to five, they both release loudly, looking into each other’s eyes.
Polished toes, peek through holes in black stilettos. She accepts compliments cheerfully when they say her style is sexy, but she already knows. An ankle bracelet and fresh pedicure compliment the heels she adorns; they are not brand new but comfortable and lightly worn. In a sundress, she causes many heads to turn; every other week, her toes are displayed with a magnificent new color. With confidence and fire, she rules the summer; in flats she is beautiful, but in heels, she is like no other.
Intimate Compositions 