“All, everything that I understand
I understand only because I love.”
– Tolstoy
1 + 1 = 3…
Part 3: the finale
I swing your blonde dream girl around and spread her out on the cum-soaked sheets. She looks at us and smiles as she traces her outline… she’s so fucking hot. Our sexy bodies meet tit-to-tit, cunt-to-cunt and we tongue each nook and cranny while you direct our tugs and bites. Because you are who we are here for; we’re here so you can watch our bodies, slick with sweat and cum, entwine for a girl-on-girl fuckfest.
Her fingers, mouth and tongue dip into all my crevices and your dick rears its head, listening to my deep moans. “You have no idea how many nights I’ve dreamt about this,” she says, looking right at you, “Kissing for you. Licking for you. Fucking for you.” Her breath catches then and for a moment, we are lost in the smooth wonder of ourselves.
If it weren’t for my brown and black/ her pink and blonde, you wouldn’t know ass from head as we eat each other out, building into another feeding frenzy. My favourite vibrator slips into her little asshole, warming her up for the massive, throbbing baseball bat you now hold in your sure hands. And as we eat, slurp and chomp on our soaked muffs, you’re ready to have your way with us again. But this time, there’s only going through the backdoor.
You spin her onto her back, lifting her hips against you, her knees falling to the floor by her head. Ass-up, her tits spill into her face. She gasps and cries out as your cock fills her. She gasps with pleasure, encouraging you to keep going. She pulls me over her face so, I am facing you now, my body quivering with the intense pleasure of her mouth. I finger my clit and my jaw drops as I look at you. I nod, and smile at your amazing body in the peak of its pleasure zone. We are a web of bodies as I watch you enjoying this gift.
And you remember why you promised we’d never be apart. Even now, with your cock embedded and thrashing another’s ass, we see each other and can’t believe our luck. We moan our deep, dirty moans as you push deeper into her. You ask, “Yes?” and I say, ““I want all of it, every… last … drop…” so you thrust harder. I slip away, come behind you, spreading my juice on my fingers so I can tease your asshole.
We’re all breath, panting, heaving, moaning waves of pleasure. You push and push until she screams her cum in a raspy voice.
You feel her asshole clench up and you grab on, squeezing her tits simultaneously… you bury your head in her sweaty, blonde hair as she arches up into you. Your curvy treat howls with unbelievable pleasure.
Raw sex.
I want you to hear it now. Right where you are. Can you imagine how hungry we are for you, my love-starved man? Now remember how fantastic you-me-we are and listen to your dick begging to swing ‘round my way. You know you can’t wait to finish with me… see me again so you can hear my own cries of pleasure, the way your cum fills me with sweet love. Tell me, how perfect is it to picture us while you sit wherever you are… in your Oscar-worthy performance as the nice guy, the reserved, grounded thinker… ever the consummate gentleman.
I get wet just thinking about it.
I get this way just thinking about you.
Oh, my God, please, just come to me now.
one for the team: part 1
You once told me anything is possible but my smell in this place is unexpected.
It’s unexpected after such a tough game, to see your sweet-faced lover spread out on the crusty bench. My hands are buried in his sweaty hair, pulling him deeper into my red-hot pussy. When my head tilts back, our eyes meet and I smile – you know that smile – the one I have when I’m getting my way, when I’m exactly where I want to be.
And this all-star… he’s good on the ice but his tongue is even slicker there between my warm, strong legs. “Mmmm yeah, that’s it. Suck my cock-hungry slit,” I purr. He’s warming me up, taking time to stretch and suck each of my hot, wet pussy folds. The whole team’s here, fresh out of the shower and as I scan those strong, wet bodies I cum right there in his mouth; he drinks me in deep, like water.
Only you know how desperate I am to be stuffed with hard cock in every fucking hole. Only I know how long you’ve dreamed of this day.
On all fours, my hips sway and tease the circle of growing cocks surrounding me. “Come on, boys,” I say as I swing my stiff, caramel nipples, “My baby needs the team to score tonight.” I look each one in the eye and say, “Somebody fuck me.” All eyes turn to you in amazement, dying to share in your good fortunes, begging your permission. You smile your dirty, sexy smile, settle on the bench, lean against the wall, and pull out your dancing dick.
And the game is on. It’s the National Fuck League and you’re in the box seat, Baby.
I’m so juiced up, I’m dripping as they crowd around and he spreads me wide from behind. I feel other hands on me, squeezing and rubbing as I roll over and spread my legs wide, running my hands down the inside of my thighs.
He climbs on the bench, grips my knees and pulls them farther apart. I arch my back and bite my lip, “Show his hungry, little cockslut the time of her life. Fuck me hard, big boy”.
He lunges his huge cock into me and I howl. I grab a hand to pull another buddy closer. “Give me that big cock to suck on, “ I command. This throbbing piece of meat finds its way into my hungry mouth and we all hear him groan as I take his full length in. More hands twist and tease my tits; my ass and I reach out to take two more dirty cocks in each hand.
My whole body’s hot and buzzing. It’s a dirty fuck-fest and oh Baby, I am loving all this hot cock, the more meat I take in my mouth, my hands, my cunt… the wilder I get, the louder I moan and grind myself up into all that man meat.
I flip us over until I’m riding him, until my hips buck and pound against his huge rod, devouring this want between us. My body’s in a rhythm all it’s own now, as my head bobs and our bodies slap that stick. Another set of hands… or maybe it’s a mouth… has been seducing my ass; I nearly choke on the pleasure of my gasps. I look you in the eye and beg, “Give me more Baby. I need more cock, as much fucking meat as you can give me. Please, oh please, give me what I need!”
This is training camp and even though I’m ready for whatever comes, I still cry out as another eases his fingers and then his thick cock into my tight, chocolate hole. They pick up speed, my pussy is getting thrashed, my net takes it all and I’m driven into frenzy. I turn my head and another cock pushes deep into my throat, up against my cheeks. Grinding my face, my cunt and my ass into these boys, our eyes meet as I cum for the second time. I feel my goalkeeper’s hot, dripping mess on the small of my back. And almost as quickly, I’m flipped over as more cum spills all over my tits. I rub their dirty juices all over my slim, tight body and moan, looking for my next fuck. I see him, eyes full on your glistening lover. He can’t wait to get what’s coming…
My hands on the bench, he spreads wide my pussy lips, and sucks my clit from behind. The slick dirt and his tongue nearly make me cum again right then. I turn slightly and lean on one hand as he lifts my leg over his shoulder and plunges so deep into me I feel it in my tummy. My head falls back and I’m completely at their mercy. Another cock finds its way back into my mouth as his hands grab my hair and he plunges into my sweet, rosy-cheeked face. There’s so much moaning and calling out but all you can hear is my overheated moaning. My current cunt-lover reaches around and rubs my clit while he pounds your slut-willing honey. I scream this third time as I cum. My nails dig into the bench, marking this night forever.
. . . to be continued
by Lola Moi
in you the earth
by Pablo Neruda
Little
rose,
roselet,
at times,
tiny and naked,
it seems
as though you would fit
in one of my hands,
as though I’ll clasp you like this
and carry you to my mouth,
but
suddenly
my feet touch your feet and my mouth your lips:
you have grown,
your shoulders rise like two hills,
your breasts wander over my breast,
my arm scarcely manages to encircle the thin
new-moon line of your waist:
in love you loosened yourself like sea water:
I can scarcely measure the sky’s most spacious eyes
and I lean down to your mouth to kiss the earth.
yes
you said…
“You know what to do with words.”
say it hot
“Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you,
say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.”
-D.H. Lawrence
a glass at the door
… you want me?
Come close, hear my voice and picture this:
The glass of wine outside your door. Still cool, the condensation rests lightly on the rim. You sip, smirking with delight. Its taste lingers… surprising in it’s ardour, it’s aroma… surprisingly unfamiliar.
Now.
Music. Hear it? Place it in your ear. Hear it now, let it take you through the door. Hear your blood pounding as you step into the room.
And see.
Candles everywhere. The golden-hued shadows dance through petals scattered.
Roses.
Purple roses.
You follow a path to the centre of the room and… you sense me before you feel the silk blindfold you. And all is dark. All is inside you, outside… waiting to come in.
“I’ve been waiting so long for you,” I purr softly into your ear. You can feel me smile.
My hands gently trace your beauty. And you are beautiful. You are light. You are my glorious lover and I will do everything you want me to but first…
But first.
I undress you. Gently but firmly, I guide you and my mouth replaces each article of clothing removed. As you are revealed, I moan and coo my approval, my breath blows and cools as my tongue luxuriates over your humid skin.
You reach for me but I kiss your palms, “Wait my sweet, wait”. My tongue calms each finger, with each length consumed, I make promises to you. And your breath catches, you giggle the way you do when you are feeling greedy… you are delighted at what is to come…. of what I will do to you.
You give in to me, now. You no longer care to control me or what is happening, the rules are mine to make and ours to break. For now, you give in to me, to our shared desire, and I adore you, yearning to let you feel every inch of my dewy flesh. But you feel only my mouth, my hands and my sweet, hot breath. You only hear my voice moan and whisper my hunger for you. You let me inspire you.
Soon, you lose track of my body; I am everywhere you need me to be, places you thought no longer cared. My fingers, my tongue reveal crevices and folds you never even knew to be alive. You are my newly discovered island and I intend to exploit every bit of your natural resources.
Your knees go weak as you feel me suck and ply every joint, your spine trembles as I lift your arms and my mouth gently, ever so gently, my mouth laps and sucks along the length of your wide back, my fingers tripping lightly up to your nape, until they lose themselves in your hair.
And then. I am gone.
Every millimeter of your body is electrified. Your bones literally ache for just one more moment of me. You quietly call for me.
Again.
Hear the music.
Taste the wine, still tingling on the inside of your cheek.
Smell me.
I am there, right now. With you. Can you smell me?
You reach for me again.
Suddenly, silk around one wrist, then the other, bound to one another as you hear my voice, deep in your ear, soft and insistent, “Shhh, wait, Lover. Wait”.
And then my mouth is on your dancing cock, both hands stacked as I lick and suck your magical shaft clockwise, then counterclockwise with my clever tongue. I take your entire length into my mouth. I moan with throaty pleasure as you slip far, so far down inside me. My cheeks, hollow out as I try to milk the cum right out of you. Over and over, I take you in, squeezing, rubbing, flicking your amazingly sweet pole only to pop you back out again so I can indulge my delight.
Your head pounds, behind your eyes, pinching the space between your ears, and you think you might scream. You think you can only feel this pain at work, you wonder how can you feel so good and so insane at the same time? You are blinded by lust, my sweetest treat. Who knew? And when did you realize that all you want is this painfully luscious passion between us? Now will you admit your need?
And I want to see this in your eyes; I want you to see it in mine so, when the blindfold comes off, you see my joy as I smile at you. You see me naked… in my flesh, in my desire, in my need for you. And even though you are continually surprised at my ardour… my aroma has become surprisingly familiar. And that makes you truly smile.
I drape lithe, lean on your bed now.
Sweet.
Wet.
My juice resting light on my lip’s rims.
Glistening.
You know my taste will linger…
And in that moment, there is a silence. As my big brown eyes look into yours, we revel in the soft caress of happiness.
Hear.
Taste.
Smell.
Me.
Do this now. For me, please.
And yes, you will have me.
~ by Lola Moi