Postuire (pt. 1) Read Count : 164

Category : Adult

Sub Category : Erotic
". . Even with his ring wrapped tight around my finger, like a cuff to a wrist. Still, I stride. And freely, might I add. I've never been one to be tied down; if not to a bed post with the gentleman's tie. Need I say, satin or silk? A girl couldn't go for anything less.

Ooohh.. The pleasures provided are infinite. Masculine groans, hushed by laced undergarments fit to adorn the waist of the most curvaceous femme. Usually forcefully placed there by none other than, I." Sounds of the wooden bed posts and headboard clashing with the wall echoed throughout the room, mixed with both manly and feminine moans. A dimly lit room only allowed for the shadow of a females' silhouette to be seen. The silkened sheet wrapped loosely about her waist lowered; exposing the dimples of her lower back,  accompanied by beads of sweat which fell as she straddled the male beneath her. 
His masculine hand moved to grip her tiny waist, forcing her speed to increase; pleasure radiating from his skin. The aroma of sex apparent throughout. Dainty digits gripped his chest; the sight of her nails penetrating his flesh and drawing blood caused a devilish grin to creep upon the most gorgeous facade. When the forceful thrusts of his hips plundering up into her began to increase, she gripped the laced undergarments that were stuffed into his mouth and yanked them out; her hips still rocked in accordance to his.. With ease. 
Honey hued optics studied his as she felt the pulse of the veins in his shaft start to increase. With one swift movement she lowered her petals to his and placed the softest kiss upon them; his exhale soon mixed with her inhale. A demonic smirk started to form as she watched as the windows to his soul had no more soul to bare; her inhale continued until once grey optics were now obsidian black, and each of the muscles in his body went limp, all but one. "Hmph." She grinned as she brought a finger to rest just beneath her chin. ". . I've never been one to waste." She whispered, then bit her bottom lip. And with that, the sounds of the wooden bed posts and headboard clashing with the wall, began again. This time, only feminine moans remained. 💋
#erotic #read

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  • Hot Hot Hot

    Feb 27, 2018

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