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Wooden Deck
He can’t hide his explicit thoughts as I’ve learnt to read him from cover to cover, and he knows what’s coming as I scan the environment whilst my urge for outdoor play borderlines upon a smidgen of criminality, and he can’t resist once I find his swollen cock bursting out of the top of his distressed navy blue jeans.
Noting, I’m soon to be the only thing distressed yet entirely elated and drowsily sedated as he soon discovers that I’m not wearing knickers under my skirt, and he fills me with an urgency that drives me closer to his cascading falls as we coalesce amongst nature, mouth to mouth, cock to mouth, mouth to cunt, cock to cunt and we lose temporary visibility of lurkers who enjoy the peep show.
Laid bare on the wooden deck as his hard wood polishes my glistening flow until his words become incoherent as he grips me from moment to moment, and those moments of torturous interludes enable his playfulness to drill me deeper & harder until we’re both breathless, and his hardened flesh is the only thing that stands between us.
And for a moment, I study the way his hands navigate the peaks and valleys of my flesh as he leaves his mark upon me on the cusp of dusk beneath blue tinged azure skies that illuminate the stars, and we frolic in the saltiness that lingers in the air, whilst he triggers an avalanche of orgasmic bliss fuckery,
Noting, I’m soon to be the only thing distressed yet entirely elated and drowsily sedated as he soon discovers that I’m not wearing knickers under my skirt, and he fills me with an urgency that drives me closer to his cascading falls as we coalesce amongst nature, mouth to mouth, cock to mouth, mouth to cunt, cock to cunt and we lose temporary visibility of lurkers who enjoy the peep show.
Laid bare on the wooden deck as his hard wood polishes my glistening flow until his words become incoherent as he grips me from moment to moment, and those moments of torturous interludes enable his playfulness to drill me deeper & harder until we’re both breathless, and his hardened flesh is the only thing that stands between us.
And for a moment, I study the way his hands navigate the peaks and valleys of my flesh as he leaves his mark upon me on the cusp of dusk beneath blue tinged azure skies that illuminate the stars, and we frolic in the saltiness that lingers in the air, whilst he triggers an avalanche of orgasmic bliss fuckery,
Published 30th Aug 2022
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30th Aug 2022 6:19pm
You always paint vivid images
with each of your writes. I almost
feel as though I am one of those
peeking.
~NE~
with each of your writes. I almost
feel as though I am one of those
peeking.
~NE~
30th Aug 2022 8:45pm
When I first saw the title I nearly thought it was Wooden Something-Else! Story gives a whole new meaning to 'decking'! Favourite phrase:
he fills me with an urgency that drives me closer to his cascading falls as we coalesce amongst nature, mouth to mouth, cock to mouth, mouth to cunt, cock to cunt and we lose temporary visibility of lurkers who enjoy the peep show.
he fills me with an urgency that drives me closer to his cascading falls as we coalesce amongst nature, mouth to mouth, cock to mouth, mouth to cunt, cock to cunt and we lose temporary visibility of lurkers who enjoy the peep show.
31st Aug 2022 2:23am
25th Sep 2022 00:19am
"those moments of torturous interludes enable his playfulness to drill me deeper & harder until we’re both breathless," loved this line/sentence, raw, vivid and eloquently spilled.
Great work.
Great work.
12th Oct 2022 5:36pm
Nature, the product made by nature (the deck), and humans lead to a memorable cascade of motion.
