Infamous Member
How Do You Identify?: I usually just poke it with a stick.
Preferred Pronoun?: Bitch
Relationship Status: Intertwined deeply
Join Date: Nov 2009
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Dream…
They walk hand in hand down the forest path. It’s a beautiful day, blue skies, golden rays of sun reflecting on the surface of the slow moving river. Lush trees and outcroppings of rock dotted along the river banks. The slight waterfall gently splashing in the water below. Rainbows arching in the air above it. Thick ferns entwining with a colorful mixture of spring flowers, their scents mingling with the cool breeze.
He draws her into his embrace, leading her to the shade of one of the trees. His lips come to hers, meltingly hot and filled with passion. A kiss so intense it made everything in her cry out for him, yearning for more. The kiss lasting, making her ache, igniting all of her senses.
She lets out a cry of surprise as he slides a hand up inside her sundress and finds her secret place. He begins stroking her, waking dormant feelings inside her. Her body feeling delicious and wonderful. She gives herself up to the rapture, so overwhelmed by the feelings that she was scarcely aware that he was lowering her to the ground on a thick bed of luscious soft moss.
His kisses are intoxicating. She is unaware of him undressing her, his body stretching over hers, his hardness probing. She willingly opens herself up to him, holding her legs out to make it easier for him to move within her. His length penetrates her. Her tightness slowly unfolds to him. She clings to him as he kisses her with a possessive heat. Oh such wonderful bliss.
Slowly he begins moving in her. A raging hunger floods her senses. She groans in ecstasy as his lean, sinewy buttocks moved. His lips capturing one of her breasts, his tongue flicking around her nipple. His body growing feverish. Her body is like a sweet elixir to his soul…
“My beautiful little one,” he whispers against her lips, his hand filled with one of her full round breasts.
Currents of warmth swept through him as he kisses her again. He moves slowly in her, with smooth deliberation. Her insides quiver as his body moves rhythmically against hers. She sighs, then sucks in a wild breath of rapture as he quickens his strokes. She twines her legs around him so he can fill her more deeply. She seems beyond coherent thought, the pleasure is so intense.
She gasps as he sucks on one nipple then another, before licking his way down to her belly, withdrawing from inside her. His tongue trailing lower until he reaches the juncture of her thighs, where he begins flicking his tongue across her womanhood, bringing sheer exstasy to the surface.
She runs her fingers through his thick ark hair to press his lips closer to her. She cries out as her world seems to shatter into a million pieces. Then his hardness is filling her again. He is breathless. He thrust into her, over and over again, that same delicious feeling that she had only moments ago experienced began to build again, flooding her entire being like molten lava, hot and liquid fire.
He wraps his arms around her waist and pulls her more closely to him. He moves his lips to hers, kissing gently. He withdraws himself and moves his hand there to gently stroke her. He can feel her breath catch each time he touches her delicate, tender place.
She looks up into his eyes, her hand stroking his cheek, her body relaxed and fulfilled.
“Rest now, little one,” he says.
She smiles softly as her eyes drift closed and she slips into dream…
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