scionofthesummers

[scionofthesummers]

She's a squirter. I've seen firsthand, multiple times, having been responsible for it, the tremendous amount of watery ejaculation that gueshes out so ferociously from her soft and pink and delicate-as-the-inside-of-a-plum-and-then-some pussy, drenching my bare chest and my torso and everything we lay on with her bodily juice of pure ecstacy. Just the sight of it would drive me crazy seemingly beyond salvation ; until I'd cum, of course; that seemed to reinstate my mental faculties sufficiently, until we'd have at each other's naked hot sweaty bodies again and make love like there is no tomorrow.

Her pussy is arguably the only meal I will agree to eat till the end of my life all day everyday (and I have the stamina to make good on that claim too, we have gone on all night on more occasions than I care to remember, where we'd make love in every which way at least four times each night and each time lasting over at least half an hour and that's me being generously modest. Sometimes it would even spill over to the morning and the following afternoon). Even if that life turns out to be short. Because it will be one of the greatest ways to have died. Making love to her. Two gods setting fire to the skies, burning so bright as they engulf each other in a dance of their conjoined lean chiseled bodies like their movements are guided by the mystic symphony of the universe itself.

That's how we make love. Dipping our senses into the ethereal.

And that's how we ruined people for each other. For, now, absolutely no one but she and her maddening seduction can temper the roaring inferno inside of me and no one else but I can touch her till she's shaking and moaning and writhing in the most intoxicating and potent of pleasure known to mankind, of which I, quiet audaciously and inconsiderately, declare her and me to be the sole recipients ever to live.

[scionofthesummers]

"..And u deserve better love. You deserve someone that will be sexy and hot to high heavens. And wild. Not just in appearance, but more so in who they are.

Someone who knows what they're doing, who will challenge you and help you grow by letting you go thru the right kinda tribulations alone but be there to have your back throughout. Someone who knows when to leave you alone but also would not hold back in moments when it'd be just an absolute sin to not throw themselves onto you. It's important that they know not to hold back like that. Because that will be a person with a taste for adventure in life.

When the room's dark and you are atoms apart from each other and caution knows no place but in the wind and when each of your breaths are fighting for the same air, in moments when you are that close and there's no need for discretion and propriety, they will shred it all off and show you how badly they want you with the way they grab your chin and wage war on your lips with theirs, all the while straddling you like they don't plan on letting go for a year and a half.

And in those moments, when you wouldn't want to hold back an iota of yourself and go all in because it will feel right, you'll know that you've found one of the right ones for you.

You deserve that love."

[scionofthesummers]

I love those times when I'd be half asleep alone on my bed in the middle of the night anticipating your arrival. I'd be deliberating whether you'll come and slide into bed next to me or I'd have to sleep alone that night.

And then my wait would come to an exceedingly relieving and breathtaking end as I'd feel your weight on my bare back. It was sudden but you never spooked me like I initially thought you would. You'd make the slightest noise letting yourself in through the door, which my slumbery, sluggish ears would fail to pick up sometimes, but I'd rather not hear you come in anyway and ruin the surprise for myself. But I do suspect that as you'd come closer, the ever-present scent of your hair would give your presence away a few blinks before you'd touch me.

You'd be so cold, but I loved it. Because it gave me an excuse (though i didn't need one) to wrap my half naked self all around your body that would fit with desperate ease into mine.

Despite the cold, and I don't know whether you'd do it on purpose or you liked them too much or you'd be in too much of a rush to change before coming over, you'd be wearing shorts.

And that was yet another excuse for me, this time to intertwine my legs in yours. And then you'd move in into a tight snuggle and I, in an almost ravishing bid to engulf you all into myself, would get rid of your top - because nothing comes between body warmth - and proceed to caress you all over your back with my arms.

And though it'd be devilishly cold all around town that night, my room, with you lying on top of me in my bed would become the warmest and the cosiest place for miles and miles around and I'd think to myself that in that moment, I'd rather not be anywhere else but right there with you breathing warm air down my neck; and I'd kiss the side of yours as I'd finally close my eyes and fall asleep.

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