her name - by the crack of thunder

Today we wondered the park ..
Beautifully light; it wasn’t stark..
Light with bird song and singing lark.

After a light lunch of crackers and cheese ..
Shooting kisses in the breeze ..
So much sunlight you could almost sneeze..

We went back to her place..
Kissing and cuddling as we removed her lace..
She made of love a chase..

A light kiss upon the face!
Just a taste of what was to become in haste..
A love of spanks and taste.

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Anyway! ^_^ back to the story!
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We undressed ..
Her top came off in my hands; Her hands held high as I pulled it off to her wiggle,
My Shirt came off to the gentle pluck of buttons.. Revealing my chest silky with a light mist of damp sweat..

Her tongue ran over my chest in light flicks and her finger and thumb took my nipple in hand with a light pinch as we kissed..

My hands cupped her breasts firmly; My Tongue flicking her nipple and then kissing them..

Her hands held my waist to her as our lips met,
I Kissed her neck; My Hand cupping her neck in a light grip..

As we fell to the bed .. My back against the pillows,

She pulled my pants down my hips .. Nibbling my cock though my boxers; Pulling my cock out with a spring .. Nipping my cock head with enthusiasm..

I turned her body in my hands; her ass to my lips – I kissed her smooth creamy cheeks .. Biting them as my fingers played along her musky vaginal lips…

To put it mildly we played with haste and little distraction.. But the cry of the wind; the sound of our passion,

The pleasure was intense, hot, baited breath… fiery …

*****

She climbed onto my chest … I held her hips and she pushed down onto my throbbing cock..
I held her neck; my hand sliding down the cup of her chest, My other hand holding her hip fiercely..

She pumped up and down at a slow pace, My Hands upon her hips … then to her chest to cup her breasts, I griped them lightly and then fiercely in turn as I moulded them to my pleasure …

Her bum and my hips grinding in varying strokes to the harmony of a breathing heart.

I moved faster against her pounding her flesh with a deep tempo, her eye flashing as she told me to cum; teasingly and determined!

I kissed her breasts, Her arms, Her hands … the rainbow of her eyes..
The pleasure it sweeped us away, in the moment..

She came, Her eyes widening, her pussy liquid and wet.

*****

We needed a little more, a little more I thought!

She came off of my chest, Laying her head against the pillows, Her back and butt risen up towards my hips as I straddled her from behind, My large body reflected along with hers as she pulled my cock in deep into her so wet tight pussy…

I stood there on my knees for a minute … in silence; Feeling it all and it was glorious!

I thrust in slowly … her bottom meeting my hips and thighs with a light whisper of a slap..
I counted out the time as it slipped by to the thrust of her thighs against my legs..
The pounding wetness of her, the delicious delight of her… close to cumming ?? But no!

Cum : she said!

I moved against her with a varying tempo of fast and blisteringly intense speed …
Her cries filled the air… cumming all over my shaft in clenching heat,

I moved with intensity … slowing down as I came…

Her Name

I stayed in an older part of town
She was this Greek lady with brown and golden hair
I met her on my Second day....

I had been walking most of the day and was hot..
We sat there drinking to the evening breeze..
Went to her apartment ..

We kissed .. Made out .. Nothing relaxed about how we were behaving...
Smouldering in the hot summer evening.

I lay upon the sofa my hand stroking her legs; Her legs and behind..
She went down upon my stiffening shaft... My fingers found her pussy lips as I kissed her ass,
The length of my cock moving in and out of her mouth with a slurp... I was so ready to peak...

My fingers moistened with my lips caressed her clitoris with a gentle caress;
I ran my fingers down and up her pussy ... Her clit; her ass...

She was as musty as the honey flower ... Her moans muffled by my hand as I thrust my cock into her as she rode me ..
Her legs either side of my hips; her chest thrust back .. Her beautiful hips in my hands...

The slap of her thighs against mine ... I arched my back.. Thrusting in and out at an uneven pace ... The air filled with our panting...

Her warm tightness; the sweet scent of her sweat .. She drove me into heat,
My body drove her mad ... She placed her hands around my neck ... Thrusting against my thighs with a savage pace ...
Looking at my with a savage smile she spoke : cum for me baby .. Cum for me ..

Her hips moved against mine; I moved my hips to her tempo .. My hands around her waist ... breathing intimately...

Why do you not cum baby she cried .... And then..

She got up; sliding off of my shaft with a pluck.. I spanked her ass ... Then stroking it;
Her tongue sliding up and down my cock shaft; my hand cupping her ass .... Her tits; her thighs ..

I lay her along the couch .. My hands running up and down her thighs as I pushed my cock inside her with her helping hand....

It felt so good, her bottom slapping against my thighs; her vaginal walls against my hot passionate shaft ...

I moved in and out slowly as with a new experience; moving up the speed...
Building up the pace ... Her pussy was as wet as the surf on the sea shore ...

Her folds pulsing with her magnetic heart; my hand cupping her breast; her back against my other hand as I kept rhythm with the spank of my hand....

I came inside her panting heavily ... I kissed her back my eyes closing for an instant,
Clearly she had come some several times ... We were both very relaxed as we took an after sex shower ..

Then falling to sleep in lovers arms ... Full of compete spiritual happiness.

Embers

from kiss to touch, the dancing of the rose, terrible thunder, in the embers of the rose

from kiss to touch, the dancing of the rose, terrible thunder, in the embers of the rose, singing the song of forget ... to a time we do not forget ... to hear the last thing we said.. tipping on the dance of aces, come out and play, here with me to stay

for all the things we said, you can only wonder why...
all the feelings like a moment of uses... but what would be said of the feeling,
love before a feeling .. love of a feeling - that we love in our moment of healing.

oh i don't know why .. how we dance alone in the dark,
come the evening and we find the feeling.. & the embers of the last healing,
stoke the bush, feel the healing - embers meant to last.

to be simply in the eyes, turned away for a moment and your eyes are filled with my laughter..
and here we are choosing to dance, to silver dreams in clouds of blue,
oh what a beautiful star filled night - tonight we dream.

and there are our embers .. aflame again my mischief..

dance of the hooded flame.

**RS**

Primal

I'm in bed right now hahaha well should we say 😉
I sleep naked

as i dream of the seeing of that naked honesty
the flash of pillows as you ride a wave of harmony
free of logical needs, to the passion of a time without constraint,

to play as one with the finger tips to the pulsing rhythm of the universe
the hot flush, a simple deed that created .. of the need

the hot warmth of a hand on the wheel,
the slip of a tongue between biting teeth
slippery hot fingers to the rivers of her hot salted need..

to the velvet of her curves
in surrender
to unbound passion to her curves; her folds .. the sweat upon her lips as we kiss.
passion .. fire .. to fill a silence in sheets of white satin

to unbind her chains..
with the slender threads of a need
the hot shock of her tongue as it pierces my lips ...
in her heat that very moment

slipping into her chamber... as one would a tongue into a moist cherry
to suckle upon it .. until...
it popped

now cum for us
the words in your mind
on your lips
as honey in a kiss

she loved me in her heart, her body heat mystifying my body as we curled in the sheets
her hand upon my back my chest ...
her thighs moist with the salt of my thighs

pressed lip to lip ...
to kiss as we moved in that time
her finger tips caressing my thighs, my ass.. her tongue to my neck like a viper

a viper that quivered in a dance
her lips into my mind

that feeling she gave, our thighs dancing
pumping to the beat of heavy movements
to be lived

to be felt to the quiver of her beating heat
her lips bit mine ... thighs heaved in passion
her heat rising up
harder and harder

Mmmm yes - she moaned
her fingers dancing my back my thighs

she grunted in heat, gasped in it ... welling forth in moan after moan
whetted..

I want your dick she moaned... laughing gently in gasps..

dripping ... of rising heat - passion that grew inside
her lips quivering as she panted , i moved ... salty skin against her hands..

i mounted her deep...
the steady slap of our thighs together
building up the heat.. the sweet exstatic cry

i pumped into her ... hard - forceful .. needy

she becomes primal
she becomes - oh how she becomes a wind against my lips..

a motion to my hips
a welling dream of a river
bringer of life

cum for me i gasped
as she orgasmed
flooding over my balls
a tight rocking orgasm

her cry of surrender to her moment - as deep as mine was primal
passionate

we came

the rose

though they spoke of her, they spoke of her, of her wealth of beauty - her simple honesty in all that she does and did,

thou art the beauty before mine eyes, the dream before my mind - in reverence the keeper of my dreams,

to one who sleeps the years and the days in the dreams, dreams of joy - dreams of happiness ... a moments joy sparkles like a year of gentle star light in the mind, the eyes & the spirit...

to speak in words .. to dream in vivid colours, to sip of the jeweled cup of delight,

to sip of the cup of delight & take moments to enjoy that remembered delight,

to savour the moment in a warm haze of blissful mirth,

concealed delight that flushes to bursting laughter to the scent of the evening rose :-)

that which excites us ... that which intrigues the mind to dream .. singular intense passion..

bewitces the senses .. floods the mind with thrilling compassion - a release to which the mind becomes in thought free and able - sensual delight to become.

now comes the flood, our lips press together this morning,

at once free of constraint and bound in the chains of passion's release .. to become;

something more..

a rose.

the lady

so is to breath of her the lady,
that the scent of her lingers upon our lips,
the taste of her salty waters upon our lips ..
for we are thirsty for her at every moment !

she is the river of our experience,
the rocks upon which we ponder..
that feeling flowing in the vain,
 the prickling of her lips upon our vain..

drinking of life as we dance the moments away,
smouldering pools in which we drink..
dancing our fingers in the dance of her soul;
the light within us flickering with joyous life.