ride or die
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Posted:Mar 16, 2017 1:03 pm
Last Updated:Mar 16, 2017 1:04 pm
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The tension mounted every hour they spent together until at last they were in the back seat of the car watching music videos, brushing against each other, imagination going wild. She looked at him and he looked strait threw her, leaned forward and gently kissed her soft lips. He pulled back and with that she rushed forward and took his tongue into her mouth massaging it, sucking it, biting his lip. She didn't play nice and she deff didn't play fair. If this is what he wanted he'd get the best. No gentle kisses no loving looks, just anticipation and wild caged animal being released. She grabbed at his shirt and he pulled it off and tugged at her shorts in which she had nothing under. In an instance they were both exposed and he was between her legs. She grounded one foot on the window sill of the car and the other foot on the back of the seat as he dove between them. As his tongue slide up and down her she lifted her ass further in the air, off the seat and into his face and he into her deeper, his fingers inside of her now. She grab the back of his head and hold it tight, don't stop, and he never would. Even when she have multiple orgasms and held tight to the seat belt straps moaning in ecstasy begging him to stop. She tighten her thighs but he held them apart and continue. Seems like he is breaking all the rules as well. Finally he came up for air and she grabbed for his dick, bring it into my mouth, sitting on the floorboard now he hovering above her sliding himself into her, she gag from the length of it but wanted more so he gave more and he fucked her mouth until his knees gave out and he fall to the seat next to her where she immediately turned on her knees, hands beside his on the seat on either side him her mouth goes down his dick, bringing it further in her. He's moaning and so uncontrollably she fears she'll suck the life from him and not be able to experience this beautiful dick inside of her so she pulls away and he positions himself behind her. Her chest and arms on the back seat, ass in the air, on her knees begging for the inevitable insertion and then he throws himself inside of her and she gasp for air herself. Pushing against the back of the seat while he pushes against her. He's growing and she's moaning, he's asking her if she wants him to cum and she begs for it, he asks where and she says cum in me, cum for me. The warm rush rapids burst inside of her and she pushes deeper against him, fully engulfing him as he's swearing and holding tight on her ass. He gives her ass one last hard slap and she pulls away. As he sits down on the seat next to her face she moves and again takes him in her mouth, suck him dry girl, until he can't take anymore and grabs her hair, pulls her away. They get dressed and both gasping for air, hours have passed, lifetimes since she's had this much excitement. Both fully aware now of the open quiet night surrounding the car, the bright beam of light from the street. They laugh and part ways until the next time Long John.
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silence inhaled
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Posted:Mar 6, 2016 11:35 am
Last Updated:Mar 16, 2017 1:10 pm
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She was working a double shift at the hospital that day. A nurse, common in appearance and unnoticed by most except her patients who always praised her for the nurturing touch she sustained. She had long dirty blonde hair tied back in a low ponytail, glasses and wore scrubs only a would appreciate with all the color and detail, others would shy away from the annoyance. She did harbor a dark secret though, an alter ego of sorts and no one would suspect that she would sneak into vacant rooms and quickly inhale a few drags off of a cigarette before rushing back to another patient or that late at night she spoke to several men sexually un-exhibited on the internet. It was the only release she had, a lonely existence to stare at a brightly lit monitor in the dark as she slid her hand down the front of her torso and into her cotton woven panties. This late night she was in such a room at the hospital smoking that cigarette viciously when the door cracked open and a mans face appeared. He seemed to recognize her, a sly smile on his face as he'd caught her in the act. He kept the door close to him as he slid inside the room and closed it behind him. She was shocked, caught in surprise, she thought surely she'd be fired now, loose whatever bond tied her to this world she only visited. He walked toward her and as she just stared back the cigarette between her fingers burnt out. Soon enough he was directly infront of her, hands pulling at her scrubs, yanking the pants down and the cotton woven walmart panties from her skin. She put up no disagreement, she was in a trance, obliged just to have been noticed and taken in whatever form he silently demanded. He bend her over, hands on the window sill, legs spread apart and he violently stuck himself into her already wet flowing from between her thighs. She was alive when he was inside of her. He pull the rubber band from her hair and released the blonde locks between his fingers, he pulled hard and her head bend back, no sound released from her mouth, she had already committed one charge against her with the cigarette but this would surely get her fired. Neither made a sound as he thrashed against her and pulled her closer engulfing his cock with every fluid built up for years and years. As he exploded into her he pulled tightly and held himself against her, inside of her. She unwillingly exhaled and collapsed against him. His hand still in her hair, her legs still spread apart, her hands red from grasping onto the thin window sill, cigarette burnt out but the smell lingering laid on the window sill next to her pulsing hand. He pull himself out of her, pulled his pants up and left the room. She collected herself briefly before lighting that cigarette again as the door shut behind him.
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What I want NOW!
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Posted:Dec 21, 2015 5:23 pm
Last Updated:Mar 16, 2017 1:11 pm
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I want to stand up against you, inbetween your legs as I lean in and kiss your neck while I take your pants apart and drop to my knees for you. Grab my hair and pull me closer all of you in my mouth as you fuck my face 
I want you to mark me up. Slap my ass as you pound me from behind, grab my hair pull my head back as I moan into your ear, grab my neck and hold me in my place. Scratch my back, grab my hips with both your hands and slam into me. I don't want you to cum yet baby. I want you to let go of m, lay on your back and let me kiss all over your body as you rub all over me, I want to taste myself on you. Climb on top of you and hear you moan in my ear as I bite on your neck.
Grab ahold of me and throw me onto my back and slide yourself into me. I want your hands on me. Your fingers inside of me. Your tongue against me.
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Thanks For Sharing
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Posted:Aug 22, 2014 7:02 pm
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 9:51 am
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Sitting here watching Thanks For Sharing and relating so much to it.
On the surface Adam (Mark Ruffalo), an over-achieving environmental consultant, Mike (Tim Robbins), a long-married small-business owner, and Neil (Josh Gad), a wisecracking emergency-room doctor, have little in common. But all are in different stages of dealing with addiction. Confident and successful in his career, Adam is afraid to allow love back into his life, even if that means losing a chance to start over with smart, beautiful and accomplished Phoebe (Gwyneth Paltrow); Mike's efforts to control his wife, Katie (Joely Richardson), and , Danny (Patrick Fugit), as tightly as he does his impulses are tearing the family apart; and Neil is still deeply in denial when befriended by Dede (Alecia Moore), who has just begun to take her own small steps back to health. As they navigate the rocky shores of recovery, Adam, Mike and Neil become a family that encourages, infuriates and applauds each other on the journey toward a new life.
It's about sex addiction and the urges and temptations of addicts that drive them to make unhealthy judgements.
Even watching this movie makes me want to fuck.
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Erotica Misery
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Posted:Aug 21, 2014 1:21 pm
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 9:51 am
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I'm sitting here caressing my breasts running my fingers threw my hair down my chest. Thinking of all the naughty things you'd like to do to me filling this endless gap. Pull me up sit me on your lap, hold me like an adolescent, so gently rubbing my back leaning slightly bent, expressing your growing dick. fingers sliding down, slippery on my pulsating clit. Your hand against my head you bend me over, slip it in and start off slower. In and out you push and pull me onto your stiff smooth boner. You grunt and growl, squeeze finding that I'm a loud moaner prey for you on the prowl and no more are you slower. Faster and faster until my hands hurt pressed against the floor, you pull back once more, shout out and release into me. Let go as I fall to the floor, pull your pants up and head for the door. Was a nice time let's do it sometime again you say and I smile knowing it's all just a game we play.
Twisted
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Drowning
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Posted:Aug 21, 2014 1:17 pm
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 9:51 am
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Ahhh the joys of a nice HOT bubble bath. Turning the water on, pouring the bubbles in, dropping my furry bathrobe down to the floor and slipping into the roaring hot water. Laying down the bubbles surrounding my naked body, submerging my body into the steady stream., steam rising off my body. That chill when your cold body hits that hot water, a middle plain of tantalizing existence. Goosebumps cover my body and nipples are so hard poking just above the water level. Turning- twisting -the knobs to turn off the water with my feet. It feels too good to lift up just yet. Suddenly still, silence, warmth covers my face. Spreading my legs and closing them quickly, a splash against my hips and a hot tingle between my legs. Feels so good, I reach up and caress my breasts, softly pinching the nipples. Mmm more goosebumps. Gliding my hands up and down my body, my knee lifted to my chest, that cold chill on it and fingers wrapping around my calves, smoothing the bubbles off. I reach back to brush my hair up, it's floating softly around my face, slowly brushing past and around me. I arch my back, it feels so good, tear my nails down the front of me, my breasts, nipples, ribcage, bellybutton. Suddenly the door cracks open, I see a shadow behind the curtain. A man I've seen before, a man who enjoys this show but today he participates. Tell me what he does. Tell me so that I may finish this cruelty to my body, this agonizing torture I yearn to explode. Erupt in this hot water, Cleansing myself..with myself. Tell me. Tell me......
-Twisted-
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The Weeknd-Echoes of Silence
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Posted:Aug 21, 2014 1:07 pm
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 9:51 am
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Talk to me baby
Tell me what youre feeling
You say you dont need to go
dont you pretend you didnt know
how all of this would end up.
Girl I saw it in your eyes.
And baby I can red your mind
and expectations were not in sight
You knew that talking dirty to me on the phone would get me here
Cause' we both wanted to do this but I could tell that you was scared
Cause' you thought there was more to us but you knew how this would end
It's gonna end how you expected girl you're such a masochist and I ask why
And you reply
I like the thrill
Nothing's gonna make me feel this real
So baby don't go home
I don't wanna spend tonight alone
Baby please
would you end your night with me
Don't you leave me all behind
Don't you leave my little life
Don't you leave my little life
no no no no no
xo
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Obey Me
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Posted:Aug 21, 2014 11:51 am
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 9:51 am
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She was thrown out with the trash suddenly, used and washed up only dirtier then before. He had taken everything from her and she couldn't seem to sneak it back, even a glimpse of who she once was was lost on her now. She gathered what little she could grab and ran into the darkness bombarded with dogs on the street whistling and grabbing at her, she ran threw the crowd until her knees buckled and one hand reached down to her. She looked up threw shaded vision, face stained with tears and mascara running down her face creating the perfect black waterfall of hopes falling to the street. She took his hand and he seemed to whisk her away, into a room hidden from all the eyes and whispers of the alley. Lay her on the bed and walked away, sat in a chair facing her quietly, she lifted herself from the bed and went to him, knelt on knees infront of him and cried out Take me...I want you to own me, dominate me, don't harm me but show me I'm yours and I will obey. He once again lifted her and put her on the bed this time ripping her shirt down the front he told her to lie there, Don't move, don't cover up, don't speak..just lay there. And she did, she laid there with no thought in her head, completely wiped of emotion, drained of her esteem and replenished with the uncertain feel of the security that she would never be hurt again, she would obey this master and he would take her, keep her hidden in his hand and never let her see daylight again which meant she'd never feel the pain of darkness either. Finally with what seemed like eternity he came to her, gently wiping away any proof of a mascara waterfall, sliding her clothes off piece by piece as slow as he possibly could. She worried, of course she did, she didn't know this stranger, she didn't know if he would be kind to her but as suddenly as the panic entered her mind it left. The only part of her she ever wanted to feel again was the life taken, fluids draining her body, aches from the arch in her back and knees on the bare rug floor. She only wanted to do what he demanded, she didn't want him to ask, she was his property now so there was no reason for permission, she would do as he said without question, without concern..she belonged to him.
He undressed her completely and once again walked back to his chair facing her and stared, this time she didn't have to be told not to speak or move, she was a quick learner and a generous pleaser. She laid there for what seemed an eternity staring up at the blank ceiling, watching the fan spin above her, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, her eyes followed the spinning blades to pass the time. She began to feel dizzy when she felt a gentle touch on her ankle. It was him. He had finally come to her, placed his hand on her ankle and slowly ran it up to her bare inner thigh and abruptly stopped leaving her whole body crawling for more. He pulled her thigh outwards, exposing her inner most secrets and she felt no shame as he glared down at her. He had a distant thought to his eyes but no one had ever felt so close to her. He bent down and began to run his tongue along her inner thigh, tracing the lines that created the pinkest plumpest particle of her life. She inhaled so strongly that he heard and moved away slowly as if a predator who didn't want to scare it's prey with ambush. She instinctively reached down for him and then it came, he was provoked to pounce on his prey. He swiftly threw himself on top of her, no more soft touchs, no more waiting wanting for this, it was her wish but it wasn't his desire and she would be punished for her insubordination. He grabbed her thigh so tightly it startled her, slammed it against the bed, held his cock and shoved it into her, no care in the world for the pain it caused her. She held her eyes tight for fear a tear would slip out and he'd notice but as her body suddenly stiffened up and her fingers grasped the bed sheets he knew she'd learnt her lesson and he slowly pulled away from her. Down her body until the tip was the only piece of him she had left she exhaled and again he forced himself up inside of her as quickly and harshly as the first thrust and again her eyes were shut and her body inhaled not only breath but him. He was satisfied in that she would breathe him in, he was her life and he would give her breath and take it away..and now she knew. Again he pulled away this time exposing his whole self, holding himself above her looking into her eyes strait to her soul, no one said a word, no one blinked or made any expression. He studied her face, examined her soul and she had no choice in the matter, she lay there and allow him to do so for she couldn't read him the way he could her. And finally she let go, she didn't care anymore, he would transform anything left of her broken soul to create his masterpiece, his puppet, he'd pull the strings, he's made her his.
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Man in the moon
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Posted:Aug 21, 2014 11:49 am
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 9:51 am
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The moon is bright tonight up in the sky, the man in the moon reminding me of the late nights starring at the stars, thinking of you. I feel a cool breeze on my face and tingles down threw my blood, it's going to rain tonight and as much as I love the rain, I love loving you more during the rain. All the long late nights and evenings curled up in your arms as we bared all and stole everything from each other. All of our essence floating in the air like the mist from the raindrops left over the next morning. I miss you, all of you, even your imperfections. Your smell, touch and presence. As I lay here I fall into a fast sleep, panting and tossing I turn and twist in the thought of you. Grabbing my pillow and holding it tight as if it were you and I'd never had let go in the first place. You come to me there in my dreams, stroke my cheek and assure me all is well. Pretty good as you would say lol Without a second thought to if this is actually happening and real or not I throw myself to you, falling into your arms. You smile carelessly and look deep into my eyes, smirk and take me to your body closer. We kiss and as your hand glides down my body to the very curve of my back above my ass you drop me, I fall aimlessly, hopelessly onto a bed that appears beneath me and you fall on top of me. Kissing, tongue, wet, fast and passionately. We haven't met before, it's been so long. Your left leg in between mine, rubbing and grudging into me, I sigh a relief and let myself go into you as you pull me closer down and push yourself into me. I'm parachuting threw darkness, pleasure and end of life and as I open my eyes you are no longer there. I am on this bed alone, wrapped around that pillow I grasped so tightly centuries ago and that man in the moon is peeking in spying on me, laughing at me, reminding me and punishing me for thinking so dearly of you. For the man in the moon is a jealous one and on nights like this when it is he who shines brightest and he who controls that breeze and these raindrops he does not like to share in his glory. I turn over, silently and stare threw the window. Maybe he shines brighter for you tonight and teases you like he's done for me. Maybe you'll dream of me like I've dreamt of you.
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Confessions of an addict
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Posted:Aug 21, 2014 11:45 am
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 9:51 am
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Loneliness will drive a woman to great desperation. It will drive her to deprive her very own self of love, to abandon comfort and stability for a quick moment of ease and a tint of joy. Her conscience will warn her, body threaten her but just as quickly as she has felt that stab of loneliness creep up she will succumb to the darkness and open herself up available for the taking. To be taken advantage of is nothing she doesn't already have instilled in her self worth but to see her from the outside you'd think her normal, just going on about life and what you don't see is the pain hidden deep down, waiting for the darkness to overcome her in the night again and again each time she's left alone for even the millisecond. It's not who she chooses, it's whoever is first in line, not necessarily that he chose that particular line for this particular woman but if he glances at her she may feel a pinch of hope and allow herself to be laid down only to be left alone again afterwards. As he is jumping out of bed, scrambling for his clothes and dashes out the door she fights the tears once again, left alone with her loneliness creeping up on her once more.
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Picture This
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Posted:Aug 21, 2014 11:28 am
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 9:51 am
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Sitting on the bed in nothing but a red silk top barely long enough to cover my exposed bottom half. Slippery enough to smell my scent enticing you to come closer, touch me. Put your hand on my shoulder and push me back, landing hard onto the bed and you pounce ontop of me. My knees bent quivering around your waist. The heat between us, I can feel you growing threw your pants. Kissing me as you slide your hand down between us, between my legs, Mmmmm you moan in delight and surprise as to how excited you've already made me. You slide your finger inside of me and I arch slightly so you can plunge deeper. I try to push your arm away because it's too much, I'm too excited, too sensitive but you hold my hand down on the bed now closer ontop of me no space between us as you continue to push inside of me and toy with me. You release me only long enough to unbutton your pants and pull your fully erect dick from your pants, not even enough time to drop your pants to your ankles you shove yourself into me and down onto me, both hands held down. Deeper you plunge into the unknown and I'm taken up a few feet from my body in ecstasy. I start to moan loudly and you hush me with your hand across my lips, oh my, I'm really holding tight to you and with that a burst of power you slam into me pushing me, making me slither up the bed so you can now lay ontop of me completely. You hold my leg above you in mid air and altho it's heavy I'm light as air. Now released from the grip of your hand I scream out, the more I scream the faster you plow into me until silence, holding my breath i release and wetness covers you. You smile of accomplishment then swiftly flip me over.
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sucubus
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Posted:Aug 21, 2014 11:25 am
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 9:51 am
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She answered the door in nothing but a sheer white robe, virginal in all it's glory, contradicting to what she had planned for a night of lust and greed, she wanted it all. A coy grin and slick tug of his collar to pull him threw the threshold. He didn't hesitate, following her every sway as she guiding him to her bedroom, dark except the warm glow of lit candles placed all across the room, the red satin sheets hidden beneath the black bedspread and she pull it off to the floor. The mood was seductive, the music a deep thrust of base rhythm. She kiss him gently on his lips once, twice and before she could touch his lips again he fell to the bed unbeknown that she had pushed him back. Now sit for me, watch me, she'd take every bit of attention she could suuck out of him, literally and figuratively. But first. She would turn around slide her body against his lap, her perfect heart shaped ass to him, the robe still separating her silky skin from him as he touched her. Wrapping his hands around her, cupping her breasts, running his hands down her torso, she slid down low, not yet. Seductively dancing against him, teasing him, the music was alive in her, he felt every vibration of that tune threw her body and when he couldn't take it anymore he suddenly grasped her tight against him..But this was Her show. She softly gasped, turned toward him and climbed onto him, barely able to navigate around his already aroused ego. She again pushed him down, this time laying him flat on the bed, she reached above him, redirecting him to suckle on her breasts and she maneuvered a surprise for him. Stretching his arms high above his head, running her fingers across his fingertips, she had him cuffed to the bed before he even realized. She slid back down slowly, lower and lower, she was faced with his erect pride, she reached above and unbuttoned his shirt, ran her hands across his bare smooth chest and down to the button on his pants. She unbuttoned his pants and carefully took the zipper into her mouth, sliding it down so gently with her teeth. exposing his briefs, she outlined the stitching with her tongue then slowly again grinding down his legs to slide his shoes and pants down. Now he lay there cuffed to her satin sheeted bed in nothing but his briefs and exposed unbuttoned shirt. She tickle his head with her tongue, flicking it back and forth and swiftly taking him into her mouth, all the way down. That's it. His body tense up and his arms pulled against the restraint, he desperately wanted to grab onto her. She smile pleased in amusement with his predicament. She intended to torture him to pleasure and then beyond that night but she would never climb ontop of him, he would never feel her from the inside. She sucked him until he exploded inside her mouth, down her throat the warm life flowed and when he thought she was finished with him she kept going. Now he was struggling, it was sensitive, she ignored his pleas to stop. He would have to lay there wiggle and endure. She would take every bit of pleasure he had so he couldnt give it away to anyone else, she would spoil him of orgasms, he would remember her and everytime afterwards when he slept with someone he'd jerk and jump, struggle and stop before he could cum, she controlled his pleasure now.
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Hell in your eyes
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Posted:Aug 21, 2014 10:44 am
Last Updated:Apr 18, 2024 9:51 am
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Standing infront of you my heart stops, mind blanks and I'm lost in those eyes looking up into yours starring back into mine, You lean down slowly and as if time stops in slow motion we come together the sweetest, softest kiss and then another. A tease, a deception of what you brought with you.. In a flash of moves your hands are on me, over my body and into my soul squeezing my organs, I cringe as goosebumps cover me entirely and every hair on my body stands at command to your force. My skin red and tight in your heavy hands, I fall back to the bed and surrender arms and legs escaping my torso and my pelvis loosing the battle to your weapon. You claw at me, tearing away every piece of fabric covering me until Im naked vulnerable beneath your shadow. And as you stab me once..twice..you steal my breath away inhaling it as I blow it away. Gasping for life as you plunge deeper holding my body prisoner to your pleasure and then you give me life again. You pull away, out of me you drag along every drop of liquid with you and I can breath again. You kiss my sternum tenderly down every inch, every bone felt beneath your lips, your hot breath sinking threw my skin absorbing you completely I exhale again. My heart racing as you sink lower, deeper you kiss, harder, biting at my thighs and I quiver. Your rough hands grab hold of my knees forcing them down apart as you slip your tongue against my slit closely to the entry of my body. Again feeling your hot breath I'm sweating, panting, wanting you, begging you with my hands in your hair to finish what you've started and quickly you snatch my hands away, hold them tight to the matress beside my knees and I'm covered in a shield of ecstacy too great to contain. I scream out and you plunge deeper, hungry for me until I have nothing left you take more. At last you release me and slither back up my body smooth wet yourself, tongue scraping against my skin to my lips, tasting myself tasting you, tasting us. You plunge again and capture my soul. I've nothing left, laying dead on the bed- colder with every stab until finally you dissapear above me in a black haze like the dream you seemed to be, I'm decaying by the second, my corpse greying. The officials had no clues, nothing to go on. There I lay bare naked, drained of bodly fluids, every organ shriveled up inside, eyes wide open black as night, chapped lips parted slightly. They all thought it was gruesome, an enigma of death but no one would ever know it was the best night of her life. A seduction of death and she welcomed it.
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