To take the edge off
She just had to get off
But one intense orgasm
Turned into an all day marathon
Tag: Pleasure
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After the pleasure is over, the feeling of him inside her still lingers.
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Her experienced fingers excite the place where the feeling of pleasure still lingers. The privacy of darkness conceals the extent of her wetness. She is passionate, and in the comfort of her bedroom she can moan as loud as she wants and spread her legs wide in a showing of her sexual forwardness; she wants to have more orgasms, not less — so she spanks herself, fantasizing about the transcendence of pleasurable roughness. She is so wet. Her ass begs for the use of her vibrating dildo, so she gets up and retrieves it, returning to her bed then deciding to ride her pillow. The stimulation of her clit feels so fucking good; she moans as she lightly pinches her nipples. Still, her ass can’t be ignored, so she turns to the side with her pillow between her legs as her ass is thoroughly pleased from the dildo’s vibrating head; recalling what she said to a past lover in an erotic whisper, to herself she says, I’m your whore, make me beg. She screams, squirting on her pillow and all over her bed.
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He calls her, and she walks closer to the familiar
euphoria of riding the full length of his measure.
She is already wet, contemplating his tongue on her,
with the penetration of his fingers as she moans and writhes in pleasure.
She wants to look at him as she tastes him and be spanked in doggy after.
Where she is tight, she wants him to slowly slide inside her
as she releases loudly, using her vibrator, drenched in wetness
because of his thickness and the words of his erotic whispers. -
Before she begins she puts heels on with thigh high stockings
And mentions his name at least three times in her whispering
She remembers the skillfulness of his tongue and the measure of him
She is wet with anticipation as her fingers find the sources of her pleasure
She wishes he was there with her so they could cum together
Remembering the sounds of his moaning heightens her desire
She begins slowly but will scream loudly when she goes faster -
She was afraid to explore her long held eroticism
because of what she may have heard from the
loud and hypocritical voices of fierce criticism;
but one evening, she let go, letting her sensuality flow
and with her lover in a corner watching, she teased him
with her loud moaning; and after she manipulated
both heads of her double-ended dildo inside her,
she slowly pulled it out and tasted her passion,
before reaching orgasm using her vibrator
as her lover stroked himself intensely in a chair, intently
looking at her, longingly wanting to be inside her.
Knowing he was going to release at any second,
she seductively crawled to him, then used her tongue
to please him, excited that he was still watching.
With everything in him, he held on without releasing,
to savor the pleasure of her warm and wet tongue;
but when she mounted him and rode the full length
of his rock hard measure, he released loudly inside her
as she whispered, goddamn it, stop fucking holding back
and give me what I want; baby, please cum.
After her sensual pleas, she got on her knees
to take into her mouth what he had just released.
She looked up at him watching, still extremely wet
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He kept skillfully using his tongue to please her, while at the same time,
slowly sliding his fingers rhythmically and passionately in and out of her.
Without being asked, he longingly ventured lower so his tongue could explore her ass.
He teased her as he went deeper, looking into her eyes directly as she begged for more;
She told him seductively that she needed him and that she wanted to be his whore.
She held on long to savor the pleasure, but unable to take it anymore,
she let go — drenching his face with the wetness of her squirting organ—
and muffling her erotic screams in the softness of her white pillows;
her face of erotic euphoria slightly turned and pressed against the headboard. -
In the waves of pleasure of her eroticism,
She is deeply immersed and overtaken. -
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
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Every touch is transcendent;
Every whisper, from seductive lips are passionate;
Every thrust is purposed;
Every zone teased, sucked, and licked
Is erogenous;Every released orgasm is intense;
Every silent second after,
An intimate reflection without pretense;Every I love you, is true;
Every answer to every concupiscent question,
Is, I do.
Intimate Compositions 