My eyes are closed as the warm rays of the sun glides into my bedroom window, through the sheers to caress my naked body and remind me of you. I find myself melting all over again as I remember your hands, your mouth, your cock and the scent of your skin sliding over and into me. It becomes my every breath as you take more of me until all I can do is fall into my orgasm screaming your name. Still shaking with desire, I arch to meet your next request of me, of my body and find myself being pushed to my knees, ass up and head down. Presenting to you my most intimate parts in the most sensual of ways and I can't help shaking my ass and pussy at you. I glance over my right shoulder to I see the look on your face, and it makes me smile and causes my pussy muscles to clamp tight. Moaning I arch my back sending a long silky mass of black curls your way. Fisting a mass of my hair you genteelly but firmly using it to pull my head back. In pain, there is a sensual edge to it that makes my pussy even wetter. Then when you whisper in my ear in a voice that is heavy and hot with a promise of things that you are going to do to my body and I am speechless. I shudder in response as well as purr in anticipation of the pleasure to come
"Fuck me," I say when my voice returns to me. It comes out as a demand, but it is really a plea. I want to feel you in me and on me, to taste your essence on my lips, in my mouth as I swallow it down my throat.
FUCK ME! FUCK ME! FUCK ME! I chant as you ignore my pleading.
Your tongue has found my other openings and surface of my skin has become your tasting ground as you lick, suck, nibble, my flesh and those tender parts of me. I come drenched in sweat, pussy contracting just on the pleasure side of pain as if it seeking something to hold to. Sliding face down onto the bed, I squirt the last of my release as mind and body seem to separate in a drive to survive. This doesn't stop you, and in my orgasmic physical and mental release I feel your cock giving my pussy what it wants, and it all begins again. This time I have no words or thoughts, I only feel your need, your hunger for me and it alone almost takes my breath away.
The only sound now that can be heard is our heated sweat covered bodies slamming into each other with should force as if to make us one. Your fingers dig into my hips leaving a fading tattoo that I will look at longing in days to come and smile in remembrance. My breasts swing in time with the momentum our fucking and are beyond sensitive. Leaning forward when you ease your grip on my hair my nipples touch the sheets and friction from them almost send me over the edge, but you pull me back. Not letting me cum and again you whisper your desire and promises, just as you twist your body in such a way that you hit my sweet spot. You do this over and over until I go blind sensory overload and deaf from the roaring of my blood in my ears. I go from all to nothing in a matter of minutes, and I sink into a pleasure so great that it closes my eyes to drift off into sleep.
I awake some time later, still in the afterglow of you, of us and there is a lingering scent of sex still in the air. You are gone, but then, you were never here. My body hums softly as faint traces of my orgasm still dances around. Closing my eyes, I drift back to you in sleep to the promises made and the remembrance of desires fed.