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Contentedly

Contentedly

You can never have enough erotica!

 
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Written a while ago...
Thought you guys could use some sex to brighten up your day!
We sit on a bed,
We kiss contentedly,
Then hungrily.
I taste her teeth, and
She tastes the bottom
Of my tongue.
My hand touches
Her stomach,
Climbing upward…
My fingers brush
Against her chest.
More courage:
My palm and fingers
Mold to fit
Her breast’s shape.
Her hands creeps
Along my leg.
Her fingernails,
A half-inch past
Her fingertips,
Run up my thigh,
Across, just below
My stomach,
Down my other thigh,
And back up,
Grazes my groin,
Down the thigh,
To where she started:
She repeats.
I squeeze, tenderly,
Her round chest.
Her nails slow, until
They stop at my crotch.
Her fingers spread lightly
Around my bulge.
Each slight twitch
Of her fingers
Sends a pulse
Up to my chest.
She tugs down my zipper.

We slip, slowly,
Into a lying position.
We face each other
At a slight diagonal:
She is almost entirely
On her back
I am almost completely
Over her.
My hands moves
Some inches up
To her shoulder.
My lips glide against
Her cheek
Kissing, until I reach
Her ear.
My other palm
Moves to the far
Side of her face.
I lick her lobe,
And I feel
The reaction course
Through her body.
I kiss, suck, tug,
Her hands on my back
Hold me to her.
The tip of my tongue
Moves down her neck.
Slowly, I lick
Leisurely circles,
Kissing the moistened areas.
I tug at her skin
With my pointed canines.
Her hands grasp at my shirt,
Her nails bite into my back.

She pulls up on my shirt.
I cease sucking,
To let her remove,
Then resume.
Her nails play against
My shoulder blades,
Slide down my back,
Under my pants,
Under my boxers,
She clutches my ass.
A hand runs along
My hip
Down to my penis.
She pulls at
My erection.
She pulls my clothing
To my thigh,
And I slide down her pants,
Where she wears
Nothing beneath.

I return to
Her lips,
Hungrier than before.
I push her wrists
Into the mattress by her head.
I hump up and down,
Her hips
Wiggle and squirm,
As I rub my rod
Against her slippery flesh.
Her legs squeeze me,
Her hand breaks free,
Reaching down and guiding
My hardness into her wetness.

We kiss less intensely.
Our lips rest
Against each other,
Moans coming from
Her throat.
I move my head
Our heads are hanging
Cheek by cheek, Idle,
As our lower bodies
Exert themselves.
We finish on moist sheets.
I lay next to her,
She looks at me,
And we kiss
Once again,
Contentedly.
 
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  • Date Added
    • Jan 15, 2009 at 10:08 PM
  • Article Type
    • Literature
  • Genres
    • Story, Poetry
  • Topics
    • Erotica
  • Overall Statistics
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    • 1 Votes
  • Site Rankings
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