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Backdoor

She waited to be taken ravenously
legs spread, her naked sorcery tempting me
She was the aperitif, main course and dessert.
So, I consume her like a starving man, gripping her throat.

Unable to wait any longer,
I slid inside her, one hard stroke,
it slips in the mild wet, making her gasp.
Pulling out, and one spit,
it is beginning to be a drooling pit.

‘I’m going to keep torturing you like this.
Alternating thrusts and licks, until you are begging for your release.’
‘Please,’ she whimpered, her legs buckled beneath her.
‘Not yet, darlin.’
I flipped her.
In and out.
Slowly, Thrust and lick.
Flicking. Biting. Tugging.
I was relentless.

Her toes dug into the mattress
as she clutched on to her teddy bears.
She felt my fingers and thumbs seared into her hips, pulling her closer.
We looked into each other's eyes and nodded,
sending us over the edge.

She whispered with a moan,
‘Tonight I’ll give you something,
I’ve never given you before.
tonight, you will go through my backdoor.
Take it, fuck it, consume it, fill it with your hose.
Satiate my greed, your today's gift.'

Her voice scorched my skin,
like flames cruising our entire bodies.
I dragged my lips up and down her spine
and over her curves and edges, making her shiver.

Her ass spread out waiting, throbbing for me
my tongue like a vortex moving around the asshole.
sliding, digging in deep, tasting every fringe.
my tongue smelled and tasted, as I continued to eat.

"Just do me, I can't bear it no more.
Let me suck it, spit on it, lube it to go,
rip me off and part my waiting butt-cheeks
sniff and then rim my anus fucking senseless."

Slowly, I fuck her ass,
grinding myself in and out
the sensation is so intense
It just heightened all the sense.
She begins showing quivers
from her thighs and then upwards
towards the middle of her back...

Tremors and gyrating eyes,
I've got you close to where you want to be at.
I also pant and shiver
"Goddamn the friction with your ass-hole feels so hot"
Her back arched upwards like a bolt of
lightning and her hair flies towards me
And my eyes roll back as I pull her hairs
I stay there for what seems like forever.

—Penguinphile

12/05/2020 07:01
Written by Penguinphile (Ab.C.)
Published
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