Your Body Is A Wonderland

One thing I've left to do
Discover me
Discovering you

John Mayer

Your Body Is A Wonderland

Need

Your fingertips trail down my back slowly as you lean closer to me. Close enough for me to feel your hard cock pressing against my bottom. I move back into you, grinding my hips as I do that. "I've been thinking about you all day," you whispered, pressing your cock harder into me.

Your hands move down to my bottom, caressing it, rubbing it. You kneel down behind me and slowly hike my skirt up. I can feel your hot breath on the back of my thighs. I gasp as your hot wet tongue lick my thigh. I part my legs slightly. Your fingers roam up my thigh slowly, teasingly. Your tongue swirling gently down to the inside of my thighs. You pull my panties off to one side and give yourself an oral treat. I moan and spread my legs wider. As your tongue tease my hard little clit, your fingers move to my pussy, slowly pushing inside me, rubbing me, stroking me. I moan softly. I need to ease the ache between my thighs.

"I want your cock inside me."

Your tongue on my clit moves faster. Your fingers moving quicker.

"Fuck me. Please." I beg.

You stand up and pull down my panties. I can hear your ragged breath. Suddenly your hard cock is in between my thighs, rubbing the length of my slit, spreading my juices all over your cock. You lean over me, hands undoing the buttons of my blouse and the clasps of my bra. Your hands grab my breasts hard, rubbing my nipples, pinching them between your fingers. I groan. I am aching for your cock so badly.

"Please baby."

You pull back slightly, then with one fast move, push your cock all the way inside me. You thrust in and out of me urgently, hard and fast. Then you stop suddenly and pulled yourself out of me, giving me that cheeky grin of yours.

"That's all you are getting today."

I pout. Your eyes on me, as your hand start to stroke your cock. I move towards you and you push me back. I need your cock back inside me so badly. I watch as you move your hands up and down your hard shaft. Your hand picks up speed, rubbing yourself, giving yourself pleasure.

"Please," I beg again. "You want me?" you ask. "Yes," I whisper. You move forward to stand next to my head. You guide my head gently down to your cock. I take you in my mouth, tasting both of us on you. I moan. My tongue swirling around your head. You push my head down further so that I can take you all the way in my mouth. Rhythmically, you gently push my head up and down on your cock. My hands cup your balls and you moan. Your cock throb in my mouth. I know you are getting close. You pull yourself from my mouth. Pushing me onto the bed, you thrust your cock hard into me again. I moan loudly as you plunge into me over and over, harder and faster.

My cunt clenching around you, pulsing around you, gripping you tight. I hear you groan, you know I'm going to cum hard all over your cock. You thrust faster. I feel my cunt pulsing. I cry out as I push back hard into you, cumming hard, so hard on your cock. That's all you needed. You growl and thrust deep and hard, and erupt inside me. I pull you tighter as your body bucks against mine, pulsing, filling me with your hot cum.

The Expense of Spirit

The expense of spirit in a waste of shame
Is lust in action; and till action, lust
Is perjured, murderous, bloody, full of blame,
Savage, extreme, rude, cruel, not to trust;
Enjoyed no sooner but despised straight;
Past reason hunted and no sooner had,
Past reason hated as a swallowed bait
Laid on purpose to make the taker mad:
Mad in pursuit, and in possession so;
Had, having, and in quest to have, extreme;
A bliss in proof, and proved, a very woe;
Before, a joy proposed; behind, a dream.
   All this the world well knows; yet none knows well

   To shun the heaven that leads men to this hell.

- Sonnet 129

I'm still here

No, I've not gone hiatus

I'm still here

Still here for you

Yearning for you

Yearning for your touch

Yearning to feel your body against mine

Fingering tracing where yours should be

Satisfied, yet not quite satisfied

Runners are Sexy

There's just something sexy about runners, short shorts, legs, taut ass, toned physique, confident ... mmm ... so who wants to go running? And where's my towel boy?

She

We kiss sensually, tongues swirling, eagerly tasting each other. My hands are running through your hair as your hands slowly undo the buttons of my shirt. You run your hands along my belly and up in between my breasts. I suck in my breath. You pull your head away and lean forward to kiss my belly. I wrap my hands around your head, stroking your hair. Your hands reach down and undo the buttons of my shorts, pulling it down over my hips and letting it fall to the floor, my panties follow after that. You shift me so my thighs part just a bit. I look down and watch as you lick the length of my slit. Your tongue so warm and wet. I moan at the pleasure.

Your hands work their way up my thighs, caressing, massaging as your tongue begins to circle my pussy. Your fingers work their way to the inside of my thighs and I part my legs more for you. Fingertips brush my cunt, rubbing me slowly, spreading my juices all over my cunt. You push one finger inside me. I let my head fall back and moan. Your tongue flicks at my clit. I arch my back. Your finger moves in and out of my cunt stroking me. Your tongue is focusing on my hard bud, circling, circling. My legs are quivering now. You have me on the edge so quickly, I don't know how long I can hold back. My hands are tangled in your hair, pushing your face into my pussy. You push a second finger inside, stroking me harder. Your tongue drawing circles around my clit, faster now. I can't hold out any longer. My pussy clenches around your fingers and begins to pulse. I cry out loud and push my hips into you hard. I'm cumming hard all over your hand, your face, your tongue. I want more.

I push you down on the bed and kneel in between your open thighs as I run my hands up under your skirt. Your panties soaked. I tease you with my fingers, slipping one inside to stroke your wet lips. You moan softly. I undo the buttons on your blouse, lean forward and trace my tongue over your belly. I kiss my way up to your face slowly to your lips, tasting myself on them. My hands roam all over your body, filling my need to have every part of you. I unclasp your bra and slide them off you, exposing your breasts. I grab them and massage them. I circle your hard nipple with my finger. I flick my tongue across it. You gasp. Desire overwhelms me and I take your nipple into my mouth and suck it hard. I swirl my tongue over your nipple, teasing it. Your body trembling a little.

I hike up your skirt. My fingers find their way to your dripping wet slit. I take your other nipple into my mouth. My fingers circling around your clit slowly, teasing you badly. You writhe under me, your breath ragged. I push two fingers into you. You gasp as your hips buck up to meet my hand. Fucking you with my fingers, I move my thumb up to your clit and begin to rub. My tongue moves faster and harder on your nipples. Your hands claw at my back, at the sheets. I push a third finger inside you and your back arches more. I can feel your pussy clenching my fingers, I can feel you start to pulse. You're so close to cumming. I rub faster with my thumb. This is what you needed and with a cry, you cum all over my hand. Your pussy clenching hard around my fingers, pulsing with each wave that hits you.

That Moment of Evening

That moment of evening when the light and the darkness are so evenly balanced that the constraint of day and the suspense of night neutralize each other, leaving absolute mental liberty. It is then that the plight of being alive becomes attenuated to its least possible dimensions. 

- Tess of the D’Urbervilles