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In The Moment Of Fucking Me

“I cannot let you burn me up, nor can I resist you. No mere human can stand in a fire and not be consumed.”
 
A.S. Byatt, Possession  
 
On my back I could withstand the pleasure and temptation to have your nutt fill me  
Flood me, my pussy bathing your erection, allowing my body to reach its greatest desired peak  
Your body consuming mine, clenching my skin  
Taking sweet drops of pleasure of me, dancing in the soft mist of my perfection  
Palm to palm, fingers tightly entwined with mine  
 
My pussy jucies suctioning  
Pulling you closer into my sugar walls of silk, deeper and deeper you go  
The tip of your toes kissing the mattress  
Your fervent lust  
Quenching off the thirst of my passion  
Face bending downward, eye to eye  
Licking up my lips  
Your tongue darting inside my mouth  
Palms tightening  
 
Dueling bodies as one, slipping, gyrating, sliding  
Butter rum abyss engulfed  
My legs wrapping around the temple of your wonderous giving  
Spiraling needs, emotional weakening of surrendering unto you  
Toppling my pillow of softness, breath to breath  
Cupping my ass, moaning out my name as your girth pumps in and out my wetness  
Wrists bound above my head, a nipple licked, mouthed, suckled  
Dick throbbing, pussy walls pulsating  
 
Take my body to the throne of undulated ecstasy  
With an ease of passion  
Pushing my needs over the brink of physical joviality  
Back arched, oh sweet mercy…. bodies in sync as a cosmic melody  
Minds zoning for that unified rainfall of bliss, ssss…feeling  
Which words cannot convey the emotions, the touch, the taste  
Beautiful worshipping within its sinking feeling  
 
Eyes closed, my mind soaring, our bodies shuffling  
Falling into a cortex of carnal salvation  
Pussy cresting, quivering  
Coveting the throbbing supplication of man’s tower of power  
Submitting my release until the extension of his soul  
His erection diving deeper, deeper, head thrown back  
His confession saluting the Heavens  
As he then calls out my name into the harkness of the night  
 
Biting his skin in completing me  
Marring him in the clutch of such a sweet release  
Mmmmm…. there I go…and mmm here he cums  
Pouring the pearly stream of his seed into the salvation of my feminine divinity  
Oh baby…lips kissed upon  
The ease of my desire riding the groove of his oceanic overflow  
Sweat trekking    
Bedding on the mountaintops of my perky nipples  
The cadence of two souls reaching the zenith of immortal bliss  
Sedated in the hunger of the feast
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
Sex and beauty are inseparable, like life and consciousness. And the intelligence which goes with sex and beauty, and arises out of sex and beauty, is intuition

D. H. Lawrence
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