IL TULIPANO NERO
*She waits, shimmering for his return.
The warm room kissing her body against the cool of the crisp white sheets.
This was supposed to be a business trip, they had to share a room, but she wants him. Always has wanted him.
Now the beds are pushed together and she’s stripped for him. Awaits in a position where he can see the innocence, the glitter lust in her eyes. The lustrous curvature of her body, bent over, inviting him.
When he enters the room, what will his expression be? Lust? Desire? Disapproval?
Or will he strip for her, until he’s as honest as she is, take her lovingly, meet the beating of her heart with his own, chest upon chest .. as romantic hands smooth and wander?
Or will be drop to his knees behind her, lick the jewel she can sense falling between her lips?
Perhaps he’ll just throw down his suit jacket, undo his suit trousers, push into her, take her roughly. Blindfold her with his tie. or better still, strap it around her neck and use it as a harness to pull himself deeper into her, Knot it around again and throttle her at that moment of climax.
She’s ready for each and every possibility.
Be it heart, shame, or fuck lustrous...D.B*
DREAMS
*Clothing in piles on the floor. Soft feminine moans meld with feral growls as hands caress, knead and discover new and uncharted territories. My body pinned beneath yours, inhibitions fall away as you strip away the last remaining bits of lace. I am yours. Mind, body and soul.
You growl softly against my ear commanding me to open to you. I acquiesce, legs spread allowing you to plunder and explore the warmth and wetness you evoke in a body meant only for you. Your fingers plunge, stroke, driving me closer to the breaking point. Face buried in the pillow I buck and thrash against your hand. Ebbing, surging, aching for release. Your hot, breathless whisper against my neck sounds distant, disembodied. “Cum for me, baby girl...cum for me.”
Your name breaches my lips on moan. I want to obey, need to obey, but not before making a fevered demand of my own. Glancing over my shoulder I growl, “Your lips. I need your lips.”
And as your mouth falls on mine, tongues spearing and dueling, I catapult into the abyss, your kiss swallowing my scream....D.B*
*Overwhelmed, she arched her body to feel her completely, her hard desire plunged deeply inside her, waves of blissful sensations washing over her. She kissed her with intense passion, roughly groping her breasts as the lovers tangled in lust's fiery tango.
Lifting her hips, she moaned as her slid in and out of her drenching wetness, and she repositioned her body to grind her soft folds on her, stimulating her body tenfold.
Her hands spread her butt apart and she undulated her body, her pussy submerged in her ravenous depths. The sounds of skin smacking overpowered the quiet night, her moans and her grunts the symphony of primal sounds that rose like a chorus into the evening.
Her fingers manipulated her nipples as she thrust her deeply into her repeatedly, her skin swept with chill bumps as her pushed her closer to the edge of orgasmic oblivion.
Her head pulled back as her yanked her hair, she reveled as her femininity hands explored her body..touching, caressing and filling her without mercy.
As her growled deeply, her erotic dam broke as she commanded her to release, to engulf her hardness with her orgasmic explosion..she was ready.
She screamed, digging her nails into her legs as she pushed herself into her with powerful force, and they catapulted into a blinding fusion of passion and lust, careening through the carnal satisfaction of orgasm. Her body shuddered as her form shook, and together, they laid their desire on the mantle of sexual fulfillment, bonded perfectly in that solitary moment in time. Time slowed and reality ceased, and in that briefest of flashes, together, they saw a small glimpse of heaven.
She didn't know how an angel felt, but as she floated in the seconds that followed, she smiled because she knew: heaven must feel a little like this...D.B*