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Hot and Bothered

You're lying in the bed undressed,
being naughty, doing your best.
Stroking your nipples
being a tease.
Sucking a finger like
someone you'd please.
I sit and watch,  waiting for more,
your start stroking that pussy
like never before.
Juicy, wet, beginning to seep,
fingers past two knuckles deep.
Your body seemingly loving it all,
back arched, sitting tall.
your feet flat on the bed,
knees pointed upward,
thighs spread.
Ass planted firmly in place,
you're sitting there with that
devilish look on your face.
Kitty shaved bare, not a trace
of hair.
Not a nick, not a scratch, shaved
with care.
You rub and stroke it again,
so much pleasure has to be
a sin.
That insatiable look on your
face drives me wild.
Orgasm after orgasm you
have compiled.
I can longer watch,
wait and stare.
Please my love, please share.
You wave me over almost there.
You make me beg, crawl, and swear.
You reach out and gently pull
me by the hair.
Face so close I can smell
the scent of your love.
One more inch and I could
get a taste of.
Finally you succumb and
allow me to touch and feel
that little sweet hot meal.
Pussy so sweet and slick,
trembles with each successive
lick.
One finger, two finger, three,
soon little girl you'll be begging me.
You shake, you rock and cum again.
My love, I think it's time to let me in.
My cock aches, been hard
so long.
Throbbing and beating
to its own song.
I want to feel you wrapped
around me.
Your sweet box squeezing
me tightly.
I want to feel all your
warm wet places.
I want to fill all those
tight little spaces.
You look me dead in the
eyes, place both hands
between your thighs as if
you are unwilling to relinquish
the prize.
No longer willing to be teased,
your hot and willing body I seize.
You put your wet mouth on mine
and on to my pole you climb.
Then you gently dig your
nails into my spine as
I slide in all nine.
Two hands full of ass,
Pounding it hard,
Pounding it fast.
You moan. you groan,
you scream. Only makes me
harder, know what I mean?
I see on your face the look
of rapture, that is an image I will
remember long after.
Hearts racing, breathing
so fast; not really sure how
long this will last.
Nails dig deeper as
you begin to cum.
Your juices on my shaft,
they flow, they run.
You are:
So hot, so wet, so tight.
What a grip I feel.
Each minute longer
in you, feels like a steal.
One last plunge,
One last thrust,
What a feeling of
released lust.
Written by knot2much
Published | Edited 18th Jul 2015
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