Can you feel it?

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Can you feel it
Saturday is our day to rest
you place your cock
between my breasts
with your tongue
you circle my nipples
pinch them
squeeze them
hard and supple
Massage my body
you begin to toil
your hands
your fingers
covered with oil
My stomach
my legs
between my thighs
these sensational
feelings
I cannot deny
One finger
two fingers
inside and out
underneath
all around
and about
You spread my legs
you part my lips
you gently explore
with your finger tips
You begin your magic
with your tongue
licking and sucking
I become undone
Slowly
gently
inside your mouth
my juices flow
my bud starts
to sprout
Dripping liquids
from skin to skin
your cock is hard
I want you in
You lift me up
you pull me close
I wrap my legs
your favorite pose
You thrust me once
you thrust again
I scream your name
I hold you in
Deep inside
my heaven glistening
these sounds we make
only we are listening
I shake
I shiver
my lips quiver
our bodies one
we cum together
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These delicate panties

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Delicate Panties

These delicate panties
sweet from your essence
capturing your hunger
they belong to me now

Lick them, my darling
taste and breathe in
let me watch your tongue
toy with the slender strand

Your glistening rosy muscle
easing past perfect lips
lapping at the thin band
traversing ever upward

Keep on, you enchantress
continue enticing me
reach the top of the string
up to my throbbing cock.

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Poetry: Femme de Scorpion | Erotic art: Samarel
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Moving hands

Man under woman, sucking her pussy teasing her clit

Moving hands
Adult story by Femme de Scorpion | Erotic image by Samarel

His hand was moving, and then it stopped over her naked shoulder. Her hand was already inside her white panties. The familiar ache rising and filling her inner being. Her eyes fluttered to a close as she absorbed the sensations his touch always brought to her. She reached up with her free hand and placed its warmth on top of his, softly clenching it and guiding it to her chest. Wantonly and silently imploring him to take her breasts into his strong hand. To tease and torment the stiff and sensitive nipples.

She released his hand and dropped it down to join her other. She hooked her fingers into the elastic waistband of her panties in a frenzy to remove them. Lifting up her ass, she tugged down over the swell of her butt cheeks, hips wriggling until the fabric slipped down her thighs. With a lusty swirl of her pelvis, the panties dropped to her ankles. She flicked them off with a swift kick of her feet, discarding them well away from her. Her long legs separated, paving the way for her own digits to continue to toy with her needy pussy. She slowly and deliberately prolonged the moment before she would push inside herself. Ah, far better to savor the deliciousness of his groping hand clutching at her tits. A rosy flush already covered her skin while she arched her back, swelling her tits forward for him. Her fingers played up and down her cleft, moisture collecting at the mouth of her cunt. She gathered it and smeared it in between her inner lips, whimpering aloud her pleasure. Her clit tingled, begging to be tended, touched, squeezed, tugged.

Just as she was circling her seeping pussy hole, she felt his tongue caressing her neck. Her shoulders scrunched and a shiver shot through her spine. Tilting her head, she gave him full access to the tender flesh. His masterful tongue licked up and down the column of her neck amidst her reckless breathing. Her hips leaped, and she plunged two slender fingers fully into her quivering cunt. The slick walls instantly clamped around the intruders. With scissoring motions, her digits twisted inside of herself. Her other hand worked her clit. The throbbing pearl was pinched and pulled causing loud groans to tumble from her open mouth. Shallow breaths and pants accompanied the pushing and pulling of her fingers from her sopping pussy. Harder she drilled them inside of her yearning cunt. Hips snapping upward, grinding and forcing those digits deeper.

She felt his breath streaming over her damp neck, prickles of gooseflesh rose to the surface. She shivered. She knew he took pleasure from watching her bring herself off. Her body humped her hands, writhing atop them. Inside, her pussy was quaking, trembling and flexing around the thrusting fingers. So close. She was so close to cumming. But no. Not yet. She wanted him. His cock. And she wanted it now.

She withdrew her digits in a flash and flew to her feet, whipping around to face him. Her glazed eyes traveled the length of him before settling on his enormous hard cock. She stood on tiptoes and wrapped her arms around him, sealing her mouth to his in a hard and passionate kiss. Her thighs parted and she maneuvered his cock between them, letting it nestle against her dripping pussy. She pressed her thighs together tightly. Back and forth she rocked her lower torso, wetting his shaft and cockhead to prepare it for penetration into her blazing hot cunt. Satisfied that it was sufficiently moist, she reeled around and dropped to her hands and knees. Moaning, she rotated her hips so her hiked up ass and pussy were displayed for him. Breathlessly, she cried out for him to fuck her senseless. To pound into her until she screamed. Until her body collapsed into a shattering climax.

And he did. He got behind her and with a mighty push, he entered her cunt. Stretching it and banging into her cervix. His fingers bit into her hips while he held her in place. In and out. In and out. Each stab growing more determined, more intense. His rhythm became hers. Erotic poetry in motion. Back and forth. A savage coupling that grew more heated with every passing moment. Her body jarred from the force of each deep jab, tits bouncing on her heaving chest. He crashed into her over and over, his balls swinging and slapping at her. The scent in the room was overpoweringly that of raw sex. The noise of skin smacking against skin in animalistic lust was deafening. Beads of sweat dripped from him as he fucked her, falling onto her back and rolling down her sides. His dick seemed to swell even more within the tight confines, and she knew she was moments away from cumming. She began to pant heavily. Her hair wildly swinging about her face. Her body tightened, ass muscles flexed. Riotous waves of spasms from her cunt walls massaged his cock as she reached the pinnacle of her climax. He rode on, driving into her with his own hissing and growling. She threw back her head and emitted a long, low cry. Her body shook violently. And her pussy issued torrents of pearly white cream all over his pummeling cock.

It was his turn. She gathered her wits and slammed back into him. The tip of his cock beating against her cervix. Her battered pussy making squelching noises with each penetration of his meat. Her nostrils flared as she wound her hips, churning them to increase the sensations he felt. His fingernails raked down her back the closer he came to his own release. Trails of reddened flesh crisscrossed her spine. He grunted and adjusted the angle of his strong penetrations. His movements grew irregular, and his breathing raspy. Then he lunged forward and remained buried inside her. His seed jetted into her in blasts. Warm wads of cum filling her. He pulled back just a little and pressed forward again, grinding against her backside until he emptied his balls. With the final shot of his cream, he slumped over her back. His heart beating as fast as his breathing. They crumpled to the floor. Spent. Worn. And satiated.

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Office Fuck – adult fantasy

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Office fuck

They were working back late. He always enjoyed perving on the officer manager. Her short skirts and heels were such a fucking turn on. Her blouse buttons always looked like they were being stressed. How much tit could they hold before popping open. Why the fuck wouldn’t they just POP?! And what was this beautiful blonde hiding under her skirt? She was the cause of quite a few sneaky self handling jobs in the staff amenities.
Office fuck

“Tom, are you there? I said 2 copies please”, she startled him from his thoughts….again. “Sure”, he replied and hit the print button. She noticed his bulge and was instantly turned on.

“What do we have here?”
she brushed her hand along his slacks, the whole length of his erection.
“Fuck! What are you doing Steph?” he demanded.
“You wanna fuck?” she said in her sexiest voice.

She lifted her skirt revealing sexy stockings and knickers. His dick was taking over, rendering his brain useless. He kissed her on the neck, she unbuttoned releasing the roundest tits he’d ever seen and no fucking bra. His mouth watered, moving straight to the nipple sucking, hungry for a taste of her. His finger moved into her panties parting her pussy lips. Her wetness made him harder. He slid two fingers into her. She thrust her hips on his fingers wanting more. She unzipped him releasing a lush hard cock dripping with sticky pre cum. She swirled the cum around his knob, removed her knickers and climbed on top. Her round ass in clear view. His groans were intense. She rode him like a wild animal in a rush to eat. She was as horny for him as he was for her. He had to look away several times to stop himself exploding. She grind up against his cock, deep inside her, balls covered in beautiful pussy juices. This was better than any visuals he had imagined with her. He was swelling for her and she just kept taking him all the way in. She yelled with shear delight as she orgasmed all over his cock. He could feel her pussy tightening on him and throbbing as she came making him instantly cum inside her too. A lot of cum between them.

“Thank you for your help Tom, I’ll need you to stay back tomorrow too.” she insisted. He grinned, no answer required.

By Suzi | Erotic art – Samarel.
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The Sweetest Touch – erotic fantasy

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….or is it that first aching move as you push the hardness of your cock into my heat..
opening me like a waiting flower..deep red..sweet scented..

the walls of my pussy stretching, contracting around your hard shaft..drawing you in..to the base of your hardness..mmmmm..sweet fuck..

plunging in and out..your shaft coated with my cum..each stroke hot..electric. you seek every part of my pussy with your hardness as your balls swell with cum..ready to explode..you pause..drawing your cock out, you slow..watching as your cock pushes back into my tightness..so beautiful..fucking..

your thrusts become harder and quicker as you drive your length into me..you feel..almost sense..where to probe. my body moves to match you..my hips rotate as you move side to side..rubbing my g spot..finding that place..my orgasm rips through me as i moan..drowning now in that sweet current..the deep touch..

there is nothing now but the sound of our desire. wet, deep fucking..
our moans and soft cry fill the air as does the smell of fuck.
we are lost in each soft move..harder still..
our bodies pouring into each other and mingling as will our sweet juice.
our lust turns all the colors deep red..and opens us..

where does one begin and the other end?? sweet fucking merges the two.
is it the pussy taking the cock or the cock engorging the pussy?
two forces explode filling each with a molten release..the sweetest..deepest touch..

by Femme de Scorpio
Art Samarel
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I don’t know why I’m so hungry for you

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You don’t just turn my body on, you turn my mind on too.
How is it possible to want a person so much?
To be able to crave something…or to crave someone as such?
Our eyes haven’t even met…

But I feel like I owe you some sort of an emotional debt…
I even find myself with naked thoughts of you…
Of a connection so raw that never appeared so true…

The relationships we lived that have seemed so unfair…
Now here we are, ? deux, with the strong bond we share…

Ugh.
How I wish to finally feel your lips against mine
How I wish to be able to fast-forward time…
How I wish to feel your body heat…

To hear your laugh and sound of your heart beat…
But I can only enjoy the long convos and text messages…
Even though for now, it’s both our disadvantages…

Our FaceTime sessions that are never long enough…
Our long talks about the most of random stuff…
However, distance means so little and you mean so much…

So I shall hold onto the idea of your touch.
As scarred as I am, a part of me thinks it’s a myth
But despite it all, it’s you, I’ll live it with.

by KloeesSecrets
Erotic art Samarel