To know a woman’s nature;
To capture the essence of her;
To touch the depths of her soul;
To gently hold her heart;
To be sweetly and deeply in love;
To discover her deepest wants;
To love without fear;
To together shed tears;
To tell her secrets never told;
To intimately touch her
and tell her that you need her;
To feel her in your soul;
To fearlessly lose control.
Let me explore the depths of you, until I thoroughly know you through and through;
during my journey, I want you to also explore me, holding my soul in your warmth lovingly.
And at the end of our exploration, let us come back together again to be lovers and friends,
Kindling the flames of love, intimacy, and passion that can never be quenched.
He navigates her body slowly and thoroughly,
Whispering beautiful words to her sensually;
Kissing her softly and lovingly.
They are lovers lost in each other.
He is her one and only desire,
and she is the kindling of his fire.
It was another tryst.
Her excitement dripped
for the man that she missed.
As soon as she saw him,
she fell into his arms,
and they passionately kissed;
she went lower and lower
to suck on his hardness.
His sounds of pleasure
caused her to become
increasingly wetter and wetter;
To her, the taste of him
became even better and better.
She wanted to feel him inside her;
she would have drained him
right there, if he would let her.
While deep inside her,
he firmly spanked her
and told her to say his name
loudly, letter by letter.
When he asked her if
she would ever give it
away to anyone else,
she looked back at him,
and through heavy
breathing, she said,
Never.
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
and playing with herself, wanting to fuck again.
Jennifer was already wet at her desk, but the tone of Vincent’s voice and his seductive stare took her over the edge. She desperately wanted him to suck on the erect nipples of her breasts and bend her over the desk in her office, deeply penetrating her with girth and length that would take away her breath; her mouth watered at the prospect of getting on her knees and intensely sucking him to climax, while at the same time, pleasuring herself. Unable to take the waves of erotic thoughts anymore, she took the elevator down to the thirteenth floor — where she knew there was a single occupancy restroom that was seldom used. She walked through the door. Sprawled on the floor, she pulled down her black lace panties, and on her clit, she let her fingers explore; feverishly rubbing her erogenous spot with one hand, and with the other — lightly pulling and twisting her nipples until she could take no more. Right before releasing, she envisioned him spanking her ass in her office chair and stretching her with his full measure as he pulled her hair. So lost was she in her euphoria, that on that day, Jennifer could have shed tears. She shuddered uncontrollably in pleasure, holding back the screams — but she released through erotic whispers, soaking her stockings in the passion that she concealed.
Love’s secret depths are only found when tears are shed
And the strength of its power is taken to the edge,
When circumstances seem insurmountable and at the end;
It is only then, that it is truly tested and the beauty of its
intensity and potency is manifested.
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.
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