Verbal Seductions

Their Pleasure (The Glorious Dance)

He wastes no time pushing her down to the bed. He doesn’t even give her time to wipe his spilled seed from her face. Instead he smashes their lips together smearing both of them in the spoils of her advantageous venture. It doesn’t matter, it will wash off later the only thing that both of them want now is to reach that highest of heights while plummeting deep into each other’s tender embrace. The foreplay is out the way and both of them are ready for the long haul. He spreads her thighs and directs the head toward the wetness it is throbbing to touch.

As he slips her breath catches in her throat in a swift gasp. The size is amazing and she’s being filled from top to bottom. He indulges in her neck as he gives her time to adjust but it isn’t long before he can’t take the feeling of just staying in place any longer. So he moves slowly pushing and pulling his hips until she is moaning her pleasure.

As he picks up his pace he changes his position hoping to gain leverage by placing one of her legs over his shoulder. Damn he loves how flexible she is. He pounds into her deeper and harder while high pitched squeal after squeal leave her mouth only to work toward exciting his senses more. He plummets deeper and deeper into her wetness allowing it to cover him making a wet slosh-y sound with each of his moments. The constant slap of flesh on flesh contact reminds them that this fantasy ride is oh so real.

“Deeper,” Until that moment he was under the impression that she wouldn’t be able to take anymore, the way she was squirming and running but he obliged and pushed deeper into her trying to reach the bottom of her endless love. He hisses at the intensified feeling of her walls squeezing tighter around him.

“Shit.” It slips from his mouth as he slips in and out of her love.

“Yes right there now faster.” He can’t do anything but obey her commands as she meets him with welcoming strokes of her own throwing her body against his with all that she has inside of her. Her walls quiver but she won’t give in to the heady feeling just yet. He can’t know the power that he is having over her just yet.

“Give me you nut and stop holding back.” He demands it of her but she will not listen. He casts her leg from his shoulder and in one swift motion flips her onto her stomach. He spreads her round mounds of womanly flesh as he slips down into her cavern once more. This time for sure she would give up the goods. He squeezes her phat humps as he plunges deep and she moans from her toes. He holds her hips as he hits it harder and deeper. It feels as though she will lose her mind as she arches her butt into the air to take his rough strokes. He pushes her back down flat and hammers into her like a machine. She doesn’t know how much more she can take. She’s becoming light headed from the blood rushing to her center.

He leans over her and licks down her spine. She tremors feeling such a delight. It’s soon going to be over. He knows it. He grips her naked onion and spreads the cheeks opening up such a glorious sight. He teases the sensitive skin there with the tip of his finger. She shivers and he is excited by the freakiness that she brings. He brings his finger to his mouth coating it with saliva before trailing it down the crack to the small opening that quivers at his touch.

He presses as he presses his manliness deeper into her garden. She gasps. He pauses and waits for the stop or go. When none comes he continues his mission. He wanted her to cum harder than she has ever cum before. She will remember him for years to come.

Slowly he works his finger until it makes its own wetness and to his amazement she is moaning an even more satisfied pleasure. He pulls her up a little until she is mostly on her knees only to beat her back down. With both holes filled she floats on cloud nine unaware of up or down but keenly aware of the end approaching much more quickly than before. She squeezes all of her muscle unwilling to let him win. He weakens in her grip.

“Cum for me.”

“No, cum with me.” The command is a gentle one from some place deep within her.  He obliges slipping in and out of her wetness until she or he cannot take it anymore. Until both of them are light headed from the effort put forth. Until they both explode and exhaustion takes hold of their bodies. He wraps his arms around her curvy waist and kisses her neck and shoulders.

“Next time we play thief in the night."

The End ;)