I wrote this seven years ago, but spring is here; it brings a certain genesis, a hunger, in it’s wake.
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I want debauchery.
I want raunchy, dirty, naked-ass sex.
I want nothing between us but our slick skin and an intent to become animals.
I want her on all fours, breasts moving as I fuck her from behind, her ass hitting my thighs. I’ll start with my hands on her hips, slamming her back against me until she’s panting. And then I’ll make her do it herself, impaling herself against me, driving her ass back hard enough to rock the bed. I want to hear her grunting with need while I grip her hair to pull her body taut, all curving lines and hard tension. I want to watch her sliding on and off of me, I want to see myself disappearing inside of her again and again and again. I want to lay against her back, press one hand between her thighs, a tight embrace of wet folds and nimble fingers strumming her clit while I bite the back of her neck.
I want her on top. I want her riding me hard, head thrown back, hands hanging at her sides. I want to watch her breasts bounce and hear her breathing come in ragged pants as she fucks herself, using me to drive herself to that edge. I want her to take it all, reaching to rip from the root of hunger every last moment of pleasure, until exhausted, she falls forward, hands over my heart, heaving for breath.
I want to pin her to my bed, her legs over my shoulders while I press home deep enough to make her sore. I want to be over her, on her, inside her. I want her to feel taken, to feel raped and pillaged. I want to roll her on her side, never leaving her, legs draped over legs, until I am rubbing against spots inside of her she’s surprised to find exist.
I want to taste flesh.
There is a God….
Mmm, so hot. More, more, please…
Lena, I do believe you are correct.
D, now how I am supposed to get through the rest of this afternoon after having read THAT? Color me wet.
Lena is right….
And Tess, I think I need to change my panties…
Oh. My. D… Oh. My.
xoxo,
nina
I want.
“to rip from the root of hunger” – wonderful phrasing!
My god….this is a hard thing for a slave to read when separated from her Master…and unable to touch. Thank you and curse you, Daemon ;-)
slave jackie
xx
(I have only recently found your blog, but I have read and listened to every word countless times in reality and in remembrance – thank you for sharing)
Nice…I really want to say something very raunchy, but I’ll play nice.
Absolutely DELICIOUS!
After a week in hospital , I am ravenous.. that just makes me MORE SO!
I WANT>> NEED~~~~
Thanks for putting it into words!
SB – why play nice now? You haven’t ever before…
Ok…who doesn’t like a good pounding?
distracted.
Delightful as ever…
and I laughed. I told my husband such a thing just two nights ago, after he had fucked me till I felt as if he had tunneled a new place for himself inside me. I felt forked, like a serpents tongue. It was magnificent.
me too
delicious.
yum. hard is when your cervix bleeds the next day. and its all worth it!
~amused smile~ Now look what you’ve done, Wolf. You’ve gone and made the girlies hungry.
Adorable.
elise
Red, the color of desire.