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Placing a Limit

She was having trouble
reaching orgasm
and needed to concentrate

and yet so many things
were hanging
over her head
that she kept missing
the exit ramp
that might have taken her
all the way
to a place
as limitless
as the intervening space
between hanging on
and letting go.

I told her
that I wanted her
to focus
on the center
of her being
the depth
of her emotions
the innermost passion
of her intimate releasing.

And I told her
that I would count down
from 10
and that then
she was to allow herself
all at once,
a complete capitulation.


10. (I said in a low raspy voice,)
is for the last horizon
of my lips
as they skate
across the circumference
of your stomach,
lowering myself
onto your cum
ladened clit,
a vast survey
of moisture and sweat.


I stick my tongue
into you
and swallow the depth
of your being
hungry and fierce
and yet delicate
to the touch
and shaking
with pleasure
at the smell
of you.


Grabbing your ass
and pulling you tightly
into my mouth
I compel you
to weep
with a sigh
that cuts across eons
of self-denial
and all
of the sacrifice
given to serve
and now
on my face
in the fold
of your love
I take all
and give
in return
the fullness
and empty your space.


Your breasts
in my hands
are the clay
of all being
to handle
and hold
and mold
into gold;
and enraptured
my heart fully captured
my mind is all yours
and our story untold.


Kissed and our kissing
beginning to beg
your heart lurches forward
a lit powder keg
launching and scratching
an arch in your back
you pull at my skin
to take up the slack.


Taking your face in the hands of my soul
I lower your lips and burn them with coal
hot is the cock and the balls in their sack
thrusting full deeply for more than a snack
Holding your head in a skull-fucking scene
muzzling mouth, cock-blocking your scream.


We are coupled and laying in pair;
areal dancing, our minds unaware.

My lips on yours and our core central domain
have found us just here stepping out of the rain.

Breathing, and living, and touching and wanting
now is the time to give me all that was daunting.


On your face as I mount from behind
taking your arms and bringing them back
faster and deeper and trusted to mine
I'm digging for treasure and laying down track.


For you this is all and everything needed
reason gone sideways, pussy and fever,
fucking and flavor and intoxication
now is the moment and now the vibration.


Now is the time and let me have all
know that I love every step of our ball
slither and slipping slit drip and fuck
giving up freely fingers for luck
knob gobble going and down on your spree
cum and let go of your juices for me.

Written by runningturtle87
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