She hears a sudden knock at the door. She opens it and is suddenly jumped and pressed against the wall. Him. The one she secretly desired for some time. He presses His lips against hers. Kissing with such passion. Taking her breath away. She moans suddenly in pleasure and disbelief that he was actually there. His leg kicks out at the door to close it.
While she is being kissed he shreds her clothes off like a monster. A subtle purring growl is heard from him. She reciprocates with a playful rawr. He kisses every inch of her flesh that appears as he rips off the fabrics. Lifting her up and heading to her bed.
They fall to the bed with her straddling him as he rapidly takes off his top. She reaches behind herself to grab him through his pants feeling him grow in her firm grasp. Caressing his shaft through through the denim. She likes doing that. It's a tease for him. He doesn't like to be teased. However she manages it make it most enjoyable. He leans up to her and sucks on her collarbone. He then proceeds to help take off her torn top. They embrace one another. Kisses are succeeded by more kisses.
With a ballerina's grace she jumps up and yanks his pants off. He springs up and her eyes widen. Without warning he is pounced upon. Akin to a lioness in the Serengeti stalking a water buffalo. Once more she reaches behind him and jerks even more and plays with his sack and shaft. Attacking it in such a delightful pain. Without missing a beat they continue to kiss one another, the lips are as if they are cemented together. During the kiss she correctly aims without looking. Forcing his member into her. Aggressively being pushed beyond the perfectly shaven labial gates. Gates that already show evidence of condensation. Gates that seem to eagerly envelope its new thick-headed visitor.
Both of their eyes were closed but both were suddenly forced open. Opened when she raised herself up after only letting in just a small portion. Then belligerently slamming herself onto him. His head squeezing into her narrow channel, immensely enjoying the throbbing, pulsing pressure placed on every square inch of it's surface. Almost as if in a life or death headlock. It makes his eyes virtually pop out.
She takes full advantage of being on top. Bracing herself by pressing her hands firmly on his chest for leverage. Slamming like a titan onto his base. Wet, hard, and sloppy sounds surround us. She manages to make him groan in ways he's never had before. Slamming. Slamming. Hard, harder, and oh so harder as she looks down at him. Sinfully grinning the level of pleasure on his face. This turns her even more so. She rises up off of his chest
She raises her arms so that her fingers mingle in her thick, light-auburn hair. She begins to rapidly grind back and forth on him. He manages to stay inside her, riding out the storm of passion. Forth and back his shaft is being slammed into her soaking wet walls. Fluids dripping down the shaft and pooling between his legs
Taking one arm she leans back and grabs his ankle for more torque. Her grind intensifies and goes deeper while she plays with herself. Juices gush everywhere. Random sprits manage to land itself on his lips. He wastes no time in licking it off.
Harder and Rougher She leans back on him increasing the angle and pressure on them both. She moans as he employs his freshly licked thumb to rub furiously on her clit. It is almost more than she can handle. Suddenly leaning over him, she grabs his arms and places them over his head and holds them there with hers. She's now grinding her clit on his pelvic area. Grinding hard as if to start a fire. Her hair draping down over their faces and they kiss like two ravenous beasts. They are both near their limits when he breaks free of her hold.
Pulling her tight to him, he bites her neck and sucks on it at the same time. Holding her securely. She's now his helpless victim as he thrusts up into her with all the energy he has left. She moans out and uses words he's never heard used before in such a manner. This was a "knee-jerk" response to his attacking of both her neck and insides. "So wet!" He thinks. "So damn wet and tight!" This is a vicious onslaught in which both sides come out victorious.
He is now feeling her convulse on him and get increasingly tighter. Her "peach" soft flesh still wrapped around every millimeter of him. Over stimulated he now is, as is she. They climax together and she gushes more than she has in quite a while and he has an explosive reaction as well. Convulsions easing, subsiding, returning to normalcy.
Soon after the tryst, he pulls her to him and they lie side by side in a spooning position. He whispers sweet nothings in her ear, randomly nibbling. A nibble on her earlobe. A nibble on her neck. Talking of what they just shared. That mutual experience. She turns to him and lays him on his back again and crawls on top. In an almost fetal position kissing his chest that still glistens with the mixed sweat of the two. He runs his fingers through her hair, smiling as he visualized all of what happened. She tells him how secure and alive she feels just being in his proximity. He tells her that he shall forever keep her safe. She leans up a bit more and the two exchange a few more light pecks on each other's lips.
There they lay there for what seems like hours and simmer in their symbiotic passion.
Douglas S. Williams
*Disclaimer* When I write in this manner, it is usually more romantic in detail. I was essentially challenged to write this way. Unsure how it sounds. The person liked it. What say you?