Garden Of Paradise

It was a simple stroll through romance, on foot.
Held hands, taken by the sights.
I'd stop instantly to gaze the beauty of what surrounded us.

It was there that I considered to indulge myself with him.
Where I desired to fuck him.
Where he'll have the most advantageous time of quality perfection.

Sweet scents of flowers, veggies & fruit aligned, seemed to have dispersed into the air as we entered the space.
I guess it stood no chances with my natural nectar.
My treasure defeated the inhaled distinct smell of this paradise.

He smiled. I leaked.
Green pastures,  cultivated beautifully.
His full lips to mine as we fell to the grass.
The tying of our tongues danced its way loose.
I didn't want to stop kissing him...
This was the initial kick start of my pleasure.
The birth of flowed juices.
Through a kiss.

He grabbed a hold of my breast.
kissed each of them sweetly, laying on his left side
Bare, I laid.
Aware, under a tree, that I was in love.
I fell in love with his physique
I fell in love with his touch.
'Caught up in the rapture of love'
Hardened nipples passionately sucked by full lips of glory...
'Nothing else can compare, when I feel the magic of you'

An unplanned scene under a tree of Good & Better laid two naked bodies..
On my knees, planted in the green plants, hands stretched before me,
my ass in the air receiving all 9 inches at a slow pace of him.

Tease. His king throne entering my treasure reliably & at ease.
The tip of a perfect head...
Grabbing hold of my backside, with aggressive slaps, entering faster.
His finger entered, his finger pulled out.
Through the beautiful garden, my moans scattered in echo.
He sucked his finger tips, & closed his eyes in awe.
The garden insects could've gathered for this sweet nectar.

Six... Nine!
Taste.
Conveyed sensation of flavor through my mouth.
The deeper his tongue reached my treasure, the wetter his throne felt in my mouth.
The most excellent of meals.

We slept!
Naked.
Last I remembered, we were holding hands
admiring the garden 'round 230pm.
It was 915 & I watched the bees suck on my boy shorts...

CeCe Chronicles 6:69