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.. and I was always to scared to post my own writings, but I've finally decided that I'd like for anyone to read it,
but I would LOVE to get some sorta response of what you guys think about it... This is written from the opposite point of view of myself...So, yupp.
Well.Here goes nothing.....
"Well, there I was. With her on her knees. This was my ultimate fantasy. She was looking up at me just like I had told her, with those beautiful blue eyes. There she was sucking sweetly, staring up at me with those eyes. Those eyes. Those eyes. There was something about those eyes. My erection was full, long, and hard as she innocently had me inside her mouth. Between those full lips. She used her hands in perfect timing with her sweet mouth. Stroking the length of me with just the right pressure. The right amount of force.
I was mesmerized by the sight of her effortlessly swallowing me and watching her use her tongue naturally and skillfully on my shaft. I could hear the sound of my own quickening heart beat in my ears. I buck my hips involuntary in response to her bobbing head. The intensity of the throbbing increased with every innocent lick, suck, stroke. My own heart was on fire when I saw the look in her eyes change. I could see a hunger, a wanting, a need, burning in her eyes. The halo that had seemed to glow above her flowing blonde hair, faded. She released me from the soft warmth of her mouth. A mischievous grin was formed with her now puffer lips. Unblinking, she stared into my eyes as she kissed her way up my body. The touch and the rubbing of her skin against mine, sent shivers through me. Her right hand still held me, stoking me softly. She kissed my neck tenderly, then nibbled on my ear, making a quite groan escape my parted lips.
“I hope that means I’m doing this right,” Sarah breathed innocently into my ear.
I close my eyes in ecstasy. She really must be from Heaven.
I could feel her eyelashes tickle my neck as she kissed and bit tenderly, giving me goose bumps. The heat from her mouth drove me crazy. I raised a hand under her chin, making her stop and look at me. Just being with her, like this, made me feel whole, like that missing part of me was finally filled. She broke my gaze with a kiss, slightly lifting herself onto her tip toes. Her lips were smooth, gentle on mine. Our tongues danced together as my left hand held her cheek soft and the right cupped her back, holding her closer to me. I could feel her heart pounding in her chest.
Unexpectedly, she pushed herself away from me. Releasing herself from my grasp, leaving me cold and making the feeling of being whole, part from me.
Her eyes were smiling. She slowly traced her hands down her body till she reached the end of her shirt. Taking her time, never losing eye contact, Sarah began to pull up her shirt over her soft, tanned skin. With it all the way off, she flipped her hair letting it fall in her face. There she stood in front of me, her white bra contrasting just right against her skin. I could see her chest heaving gently in her aroused state.
A light shade of pink grew on her cheeks, and she tilted her head down to the side. Her arms crossed in front of her, covering herself once more. Not looking up, she slowly slid her skirt down over her legs, revealing white lace panties. Her cheeks were flushed; she forced herself to make eye contact with me again.
Virginal. Angelic. Purity. Those words come close to what I saw, yet, true words couldn’t even describe.
Hesitantly, she reached behind herself and unhooked the clasp. She pulled one strap down, then the other and finally she pulled the bra free.
She bit her lower lip.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. I needed to touch her. Feel her. Be in her.
As if she read my thoughts, she stepped toward me, pressing her whole self against me. Sarah wrapped her arms around the back of my neck. She started to smother me with her delectable kisses. She ran one of her hands lightly through my hair, the other moved down my stomach, to my hard member. I cupped her breast with one hand and set my other on her hip, squeezing hard.
Her body tensed, forcing her to arch her back. Making her press even more into me. Making her feel how hard she had made me.
I pressed against her hips harder, making her legs spread a little, showing how much she yearned for me. I slid my hand from her breast down the length of her heavenly body. I tugged lightly on her last remaining piece of clothing. Looking her in the eyes, I removed it gracefully from her.
Now, there was nothing separating us. Nothing more to keep me from all of her.
My hunger got the best of me.
I shoved her backwards. Pressing her into the wall behind her. I gripped her hips hard as I held her against the wall. A smile made its way to my lips as I slid one hand between her shivering legs. I barely graze her skin, making her arch, her body physically demanding my touch.
“Please… oh please… just touch me,” she gasped out between kisses.
It’s her begging I cannot refuse. My body can’t refuse.
I allowed one finger to slide the length of her wet lips, but I did not enter. She tried to grind against my hand to force it inside of her. I quickly move my hand away.
She sighed in sexual frustration. I moved my hand back, this time letting it enter right away. I felt her shiver underneath me from the unexpected penetration.
God. She is so wet.
I slowly traced circles around her clit with my thumb. She moaned against my pleasing lips.
I continued to torture her like this slowly. Thriving on the fact that I possessed all the power; though in torturing her, I have only been torturing myself.
I grabbed her ass with both hands and lifted her, pinning her up against the wall, making myself level with her.
She sucked in a breath as I position the head of my cock at the entrance of her pussy. I look into her eyes. In them I can see her begging me to just push. Just drive myself into her.
I give her every inch of me. Closing her eyes, she releases her breath. All the way in I entered her. My hips touching hers. We became one in our ecstasy.
Her eyes open. She braces herself on me, digging her nails into my back. She leans close to my ear.
“Fuck me.”
I thrusted deep into her. Over and over. She arches against the wall, I gripped her tighter.
She quietly whimpered, “Oh God…” A prayer she meant for Him or me- to which I do not know.
Sweat dripped down my face.
Everything became a blur. We were completely lost in our pleasure.
Smoothly we rolled in the seas of emasculate pleasure. Unimaginable holiness of satisfaction. Her body trembles, sending more waves of pleasure through me. I cannot with hold my release any longer. My own body quivers, along with hers, as I hold her tightly against the wall. We rode on the crests of the ocean waves until we felt the sea calm. The waters became still and desolate. Relaxing. I never wanted to let her go.
In that moment, everything seemed so right
Sex is something sacred and holy to me. I didn’t want to just fuck her. I wanted to make love with her. I wanted her to enjoy it too. Sex should be about giving not just receiving."
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