My Sweetest Sin

He is beautiful and a little
nervous, yet confident with an
intense hunger for her.

He gave her the feeling that the whole
world was now shut out and only this
sensual feast existed..That there would
be no tomorrow..no disruption.

That there was only this room,
this night, this bed..

-She was the sweetest possession.
Music playing on the background.

Her hunger was rising to her
head, blinding her. It
was so urgent that she
couldn't wait.

But he ignored her
movements of
impatience.

He not only continued
to kiss her as if he were
drinking her whole mouth,
her breath;

his hands mauled her, pressed
deeply into her flesh.

Flushed and trembling, she
opens her legs, desperately
yearning for his touch.

His cock was as smooth and
firm as a polished wood baton.

His hands went everywhere;
over her skin, into her sex;

his tongue, into her mouth, on her
breasts. Biting at her nipples and
shoulders,  kissing and caressing
her everywhere.

She was like a drug, he was
completely intoxicated by her.

He takes whatever part of her
he is hungry for and brings
it up to his mouth like a delicate
morsel of food, not caring how
the rest of her body falls into space.

By this time, the hunger in her was like
a ranging fire. She was now the slave
of this man. He ruled like a king. Her
pleasure was subordinate to his.

He demanded her surrender, and she
willingly gave it to him...She opened
herself like a Wild Orchid before him.

As his Possession grows softer under his
fingers. His hands searches every nook
of her body, leaving nothing untouched,
kneading it, kneading it to suit his fancy.

Crouching over her reclined body like
some great lion, raising herself to
his cock.  Entering her for the first
time, engulfing himself into the depths
of her passion..

Every time she is with you, there is
no other place she'd rather be..

You are her sweetest Sin..