It started with a look... two people noticing each other in a crowd, one willing to take the chance, the other wondering if they should.
They move closer, out of need and desire on the surface, one to see if this is the one and the other to see if this would be the same old thing.
They touch and the world moved out of focus,all that is left are the two of them...their need and desire. They give in and open themselves to the possibility of their union with a kiss.
The kiss leads to more and barriers are buried along the way under the weight of their union.
Skin is bared and kissed from head to toe, scent of skin is inhaled and the most sensual places are touch, licked, sucked, and tasted. The blood is hot and it rushes throughout the body as the rest tries to catch up.
She begs for more of him and he willingly gives it, sliding himself in and out of her body to a rhythm that is theirs and theirs alone. She feels the rush beating out from her soul keeping time with her blood and their dance. She is wet and hot with need all over.
He has no words for what he was feeling only that he couldn't have stopped even if he had want to. Her body had welcomed him in with the invitation of softness, heat and wet. Her moans from the pleasure that he is giving her makes every part of him screamed loudly for release.
Covered in sweat as the heat of their joining rises from their bodies. All that can be heard in the room was their labored breathing and the sound of their bodies coming together. Amid the moans and screams of pleasure,they cum together rising up out of themselves to a place that quickens the heart. Every nerve and surface of their bodies are screaming for release and just then the door open... their mind for that short period of time is open to all things as the last barrier falls.
With labored breathing they come back to themselves and each other, both hoping that what was shared would be shared again. Falling asleep in each other arms, but not before reassuring with words that they will share again even if later actions will say different.
The orgasm makes us truth sayers while it holds us and liars when it leaves us .... Such is its'way.