2004-10-27 - 2:39 a.m.
[Event] The Cravings

Finally a moments piece, a moment of clarity, I love it, its so wonderful but then it happens, and the calm disapears. She reminds me of which I crave, of that which my body yerns. A flood of emotion fills me, my head is swimming again, clouded by hormones rushing around my body. She lays there, on her back, quiet, her breathing slow, shadowed by the darkness of the night which fills the room.

Her sensual sihoette now imbedded deep in my mind, the subtle rise and fall of her chest, the way her ampul breasts move under her shirt as hypnotic as the liquid in a lava lamp, her sleek sexy stomach that makes me beg inside myself to taste her hot milky skin, to lick and kiss and suck every last inch of her body.

Her smooth, shapely legs crossed into themselves, spread at the top exposing her beautiful sweet, juicey smoo. It's smell fills my nostrils, mixed equally by her femmine odor. My longing increases with every pasting moment, once more I am taken, wrapped and burried by my addiction, my curse.

I want to badly to feel her flesh against mine, the innocent touch of her soft skin pressing against mine as she lay against me, I wish for her kisses soft against my neck, slowly upward inturrupted by sucking my ear, before continuing back down and across my chest. Her glorious mouth sucking, biting my nipples, her hand snaking down my body, groping my hard, thick cock and stroking it seductivly as her mouth explored my body, and mine hers.

Oh to slide my hand underneth her shirt and grasp her breasts, to enjoy them slowly, to suck her nipples and kiss her stomach, lick the outline of her perfectly shaped belly button. My mind a jumble with sexual thought, how satisfying to drink from her juices, to devour her sweet, pussy. Her juices all over my face, running down my chin, tasting deep inside her with my long, darting tongue. Her clit feels so nice in my mouth as I suck gently on it as I lick it.

The delight of her mouth upon my cock, taking it fully into her mouth and sucking it with all her might, sliding it in and out of her mouth as fast as she can, taking my cock over and over, I love how she desires it, the look of incompleteness on her face as she greedily slurps at my slong. She is all which I crave, all which I long for, desire.

To be deep inside her, to feel her tight, moist hole, wrapped tightly around me, securing me as I fuck her, softly at first, still enjoying her entirity, getting fast and fast, pushing deeper and harder into her, her screams of pleasure echoing in my head as she is brought to orgasm mercesly, over and over without pause. It jumbles, the start, the finish, the middle, it all is one, a single event in my mind, mixed up like a jigsaw.

The moment I've craved approaches, the pressure builds and builds, pleasure intensifies and boreders on pain, then I let go and my thick creme flows out of me, squirting into the air and over my sholder. I stop stroking my cock and clean up, and for a breif moment clarity returns, only to be stolen away a few seconds later when my torturous cravings return at their own will. I take solis that I still have the beautiful object of my desires in my life, and go upstairs to lay beside her, drifting off to sleep before my head hits the pillow.

My dreams flooded with her, the things I wish her to do, the things I wish to do to her, a million variables, a millions possibilities played out while I slumber, when morning breaks, I will be long and hard once more and with any luck, here greediness will over whelm her and she will devour it and make me shoot my load all over her pussy. But that is the future and its yet to be seen.

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