Tag: Pleasure

The Final Explosion

October 2nd, 2023

Unadulterated passion; erogenous stimulation; long sessions of fucking; blindfolded with two wide black satin ribbons; nipple rubbing; clitoris pulsating in anticipation of absolutely proficient licking and sucking. Promiscuous whisperings; anal beads paired with two fingers for slow vaginal insertion; soft kisses between thighs as fingers find perfectly sensuous rhythm; constant moaning intermittently muffled by deep kissing. Lengthy fully erect thickness mounted for the pleasure of slow purposeful riding to feel everything; blindfolded eyes can’t see, causing the other senses to be heightened. Absolute wetness naturally lubricates friction. Oh, god, everytime orgasmic storm is incoming — intermission to switch to other erotic position; adept thrusting with unrelenting hair pulling; large width facilitates exceedingly pleasurable stretching. Screaming and perspiration a sign of magnificent fucking; wave after wave, a skilled erotic undertaking. 69 position for mutual sucking, licking, and teasing; legs wrapped around strong back in missionary for intense intimacy and final explosion.
Escalation

June 19th, 2023

Hedonistic reception ingratiates itself into the heart of deep seduction. When the fucking is over the stretched flesh of indulgent pleasure is still felt long after. The slightest brush of the tongue — then the subsequent waves of orgasmic spasms come. A vibrator first run under warm water relieves the constant pressure of wanton desire. A change of position happens on ivory linen, fueling a relentless self spanking that adds to the erotic fire that is raging. Legs stretch slightly wider to accommodate sensually infused fingers that want to play. A woman closes her eyes and beautifully releases with intensity to a musical backdrop of Take My Breath Away. She lies shuddering with euphoric emotion in perspiration that signifies the absolute vigor of her craving. Steamy nights with past lovers stalk her memory. One in particular used to use his tongue so skilfully. At her climax she whispered the familiar words she said to him so oftly, I’m going to cum; don’t fucking stop. Your tongue feels so good against my pussy… and your fingers that are inside me. After promiscuous utterances, the dopamine surge intensifies leading to a rapturous rush that can cause joyous tears to flow. The silence that comes after the pleasure is something that she well knows. She is purposed in pleasing herself with unbridled erotic intent. Each subsequent session becoming more licentious and more intense.
Fuck Fantasy

November 22nd, 2022

Licking, sucking, thrusting, intense releasing, the fulfillment of yearning, sheet grasping, deep breathing, nipple teasing, tongue writhing with fluid streaming, reverse cowgirl with intensity increasing, lustful dreaming, sensuous screaming, deep fucking, anal fingering, many different positions, pelvic contractions, sensual whispers, vibrating butt-plug, sliding fingers penetrate wetness, engorged clitoris, length with significant circumference, thickness stretches, orgasms breathless, deep untamed kisses, breast squeezes, multiple impassioned releases, beautiful rhythm, breathtaking penetration, lustful temptation, hair pulling, ass spanking, lingerie ripping, primal awakening, an absolutely fucking unadulterated fuck session, a threesome; one riding, one rubbing herself with legs wide open moaning and watching, no stopping until complete drenching, perfect orgasms, long lasting, together showering, sexual thoughts for days lingering, then more fingering, magic wand vibrating, anal beads penetrating, immeasurable yearning, I need to be fucked so badly, uttering, dildo sucking, self-nipple licking, uncontrollable squirting, calling with heavy breathing asking him to come over again for another lengthy euphorically wondrous fuck session
Perfume on Satin

March 18th, 2022

There is no greater a pleasure than in pleasing her. She moans beautifully when his tongue flickers with perfect pressure. She loves tasting her own ecstasy from the length of his fingers. Deep breathing always intensifies, when fully erect girth enters and the body starts to shudder. Wonderful chemistry is the poetry of lovers. Classic French perfume on satin is the euphoria that lingers. Elegance exudes with diamond earrings left on a beautiful antique dresser. Her eyes are almond, and her hair, long and dark with a silky texture. Two Sagittarius fires burn bright together. They so badly want each other, that they may fuck again in the shower, not even five minutes after the last dose of euphoria was over. Still, her perfume lingers on black satin covers. Excellently pedicured deep pink colored toes against a black satin backdrop caused her lover’s mouth to water; before he arrived at the place of her wet ecstasy, slowly, he sucked her toes passionately and thoroughly. Her perfume so intensifies the emotions of his ecstasy. With neck kisses, he experiences bliss as he inhales the scent of her deeply — liquid perfume and perfumed body powder is but a small portion of her feminine secrecy. Classic French perfume pervades black satin perfectly.
Taste Me

February 1st, 2022

She rides the stiffness of his tongue with the intention of an explosive culmination; with experienced wit she positions herself so the fleshy flexible tip touches and brushes perfectly against her clit in beautiful rhythm — her desire generously drips, and he does not waste it, eagerly swallowing the sweetness of her passion while she erotically whispers and looks down at him. To intensify the pleasure that lasts, she’ll feel his wet tongue zealously exploring her ass without her having to insinuate or ask, skillfully using her own fingers to manipulate the pleasure of the place his tongue just entered. Seeing the size of his hardened cock causes her mouth to water, the sentiment of sucking him ardently not escaping her. She wants to cum on his tongue again, but after, she wants to be fucked with hedonistic vigor, then be fucked even harder.
Érotique

January 29th, 2022

The sweetness of lips — the lust that drips — the moans that ensue when strong hands firmly hold black lace over hips — the unintended release of long held intimate secrets. Fuchsia polished pedicured toes in clear stiletto heels peeking through black stockings, ripped — the thickness, length and hardness of what she sits — the way she intensely gives oral pleasure on her knees as she rubs her clit. It is always just before climax comes that she whispers, Oh shit — it is always after an emotive fucking that he gives her a passionate kiss — after the pleasure, a mental replay of everything erotic.
Self–Pleasure

January 2nd, 2022

Erotic euphoria allows no room for deep contemplation as the body submits fully to passionate rhythms of unwavering stimulation — erect nipples and flowing wetness signify the depth of anticipation, because it has been done so many times before in the comfort of privacy, allowing for sensual expression that is expressed sometimes quietly but most often loudly. Remembering her last intense fucking, she utters, Fuck my pussy, with a large object inside her and her twitching clitoris being massaged expertly by experienced fingers; her left hand slowly moves up to rub and lightly pinch nipples that well know the feeling of the tip of an eager tongue. Imagining him there, she whispers, Please make me cum, not stopping her erotic rhythm for anything or for anyone. What would her high society friends and acquaintances think if they knew that she tasted herself eagerly, licking the wet passion slowly with the tip of her tongue? The beauty of her expression is that she doesn’t give a fuck. She loves telling her lover that she wants to be fucked upon seeing the girth of his cock that she so likes to get on her knees and suck. The lingering taste of him intensifies her want. She opens her legs a little wider to deepen what is vibrating inside her, intently moving her fingers over what is most receptive to pleasure. Her subtle beauty is her femininity and the womanhood of her. To true pleasure, she is no stranger. She is accustomed to marathon fucking and well hung men with stamina. She lies in her bed; her leg hanging off the edge. Her hair flowing into soft pillows, like a vast ocean at the mouth of many rivers. When the height of pleasure finally finds her, there are no words that she can utter. Her pupils dilate. Her body shudders.
Release

September 21st, 2021

Slowly, I inhale her and exhale with a transcendent euphoria. Around me, things fall apart. Days of yesteryear weigh heavily on the frayed threads of my psyche. Slivers of solace are found in every intense release. My mouth waters to please her; the essence of her on my tongue is something that I’ll always remember. A woman fully steeped in her femininity is a polished diamond in exquisite rarity. Her moans of pleasure are the sounds of a wonderful orchestra performing on the bank of a wondrously flowing river. Her kisses quiet the grumbling of my lament. Her breasts envelope me, and I am lost in the depths of sensuality. She rides me. She fucks me — and it takes away the pain. Her unbridled sexuality is my therapy. She switches to reverse cowgirl and looks back at me. Deep pain and eroticism come together and form a beautiful intensity unexplained. Passion heightens; tears stream as sorrow is drawn out of me. Again, positions are switched, and she wraps her legs around me in missionary. Without breaking eye contact, we kiss passionately as she wipes the tears from my eyes. I must give her all that is me — I cannot lie. Eroticism and sorrow are strange bedfellows. I turn her around; she moans with ecstasy. Her face supported by soft white pillows. Again, she looks back at me. Again, I take another dose of her potent therapy. Every euphoric breath that she breathes is my reprieve. Gloss pink peeps through the holes of black heels. I kiss the side of her neck wildly and breathe in the scent of light sprays of Channel N° 5. I exhale the pain with rolling tears and closed eyes. We release together, finding the climax of our pleasure, and I am truly alive. We release together, on our sides; her head turned towards me and her leg draped over mine.
September 18th, 2021

She breathes heavily and tastes herself, utilizing her hands efficiently, pinching her erogenous erect nipples and rubbing the source of her wetness with vibrating metal in rhythmic motion, intermittently lightly and heavily pressed against wet and throbbing flesh.
Inanimate Secrets

September 7th, 2021

Inanimate objects keep the secrets of the erotically anonymous. Oh, if only walls could talk and tell of heavy breaths of lust and euphoric screams from every thrust; or the arms that brace against them when wetness drips in white satin; or the girth that teasingly rubs against a pulsating clit before it slowly slides in, causing an intense orgasm from euphoric anticipation and adrenaline; or the shaking legs that are widely spread, supported by red open toe stilettos that display glossy red gel nail polish on sexy toes. Fucking will commence, but only the two participants and inanimate objects will know. Makeup is smeared against white walls, leaving behind the only sign that she used her face to brace herself as she brought herself to orgasm by rhythmically rubbing her clit as she was fucked hard from behind.

Oh, if walls could talk and tell of the exquisiteness of ecstasy right before and after a lustful voice whispers, Cum for me. The walls feel the reverberation of her release, but they keep their silence. They never speak. Forever silent, they will never speak. Red heels make sounds that echo from walls because of shaking legs and the hardness underneath, but imamate objects hold secrets that they will never speak.