IN THE INFINITE LENGTH OF THE DARK
From "Secret Fantasies":
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Joana Angelides
It made me crazy, because I was there and could not see and hear what
was happening around me.
My gentle lover, the man of my imagination incites, my libido to
madness, has me covered with my
consent, the eyes with the mask and brought closed the ears with earplugs.
I sank into the infinite space,
waiting to see what happened ..
Electrified, yesterday I get this flower to the cards.
"If they do not forget to room 16, a mask."
And there I was, listening to the silence, every nerve tense and ready
to lose myself in the noise of sensations.
There are two weeks since our last meeting passed the hotel, I was now a
few days in the south, have set myself to my pleasure in the arms of Poseidon
and rode on waves of passion. But this call woke the slumbering only slightly
willingness to scale new heights, immensely.
Suddenly a slight breeze, a light was
tickling, stroking and touching my nipples. Steadily and slowly, over
and over again. I stretched my arms sideways, and immediately felt on the inside to the
axilla also this light swipe, as with feathers, a light scratching. Was it
nails with fingertips? Or were quills that migrated slowly up and down? I could
not help but quietly began to whimper, my tongue danced on the upper lip.
A second tongue joined them and I licked her, enjoyed it immensely.
I wanted my friend, I could bring you the really close, you feel it come
out of your isolation out and experience it with me. Your question is whether
it is really the whole body, which is recognized, I can only say Jaaaaaaaaaa,
it is the whole body, every fiber.
How long he will keep this up, build me slowly, I watch it as I
always am excited and verglühe in a
climax. Now and now, pounding my brain screamed my lower abdomen and the raging
heart. His tongue became faster and faster, my body bucked and screamed it out.
But he interrupted a moment his stroking. On the contrary, he went on to a hand
suddenly looked my glowing center, two fingers encircled my pearl and turned
her, she rolled until I could not breathe, almost lost consciousness.
Like last time, I wondered if perhaps there was not God Shiva with his
hundred hands, who gave me all the senses stimulated and threw me into the hell
of feelings.
My body flew up and down, he pushed me on the sheet, whispered tender
words in his ear, to me in the ear lobe, extremely tender, ran his tongue over
it.
My hands were shaking restlessly back and forth, I wanted to where to
stop, feel a warm body. But he whispered things like
".... No, I want you again look fly!"
His lips brushed against my neck, his tongue danced in the pit, slid
further down, between my breasts, onwards to the navel. I whispered, begging
without knowing what for.
I begged that these moments never stop, I will never again have solid
ground under their feet.
I had my legs open, they sought a halt to stop the trembling. Then I
realized that he was kneeling between them.
With gentle fingers, he shared my excited pussy lips, making me moan and
I felt him put his fingers into my clit and squeezed together, pressed from the
roots upwards, so they probably looked like a flower.
And then he began.
I think it was the springs that he announced. He stroked it, she turned,
went up and down. Had it on the tip of the clitoris to dance turning and drove
the blood into my head, let my vein in the neck swell, gasping for breath and I
whimper.
Yes, I whimpered, my blood was exploded to a glowing lava flow and
thousands of rockets in my head, in my breast a fire burned and broke into my
lower abdomen dams.
And he did not stop.
He continued, with these springs, with his tongue and his lips.
My body was tense as the bow before the arrow is shot. My voice failed
me, there were only more guttural sounds from me.
He also did not stop, as I rolled over an orgasm shook me and clenched,
my body shattered into a thousand pieces and I finally but lost consciousness
almost lost.
Sometime this madness, the tension eased and I realized that he only
stroked me more, try to catch myself.
Then he took the mask off, freed my ears and sank his gaze into my eyes.
His eyes were deep, the pupil large and
shiny. The room was in semi-darkness, the candles burned down to the ground and
on the table, every sound too loud.
He kissed me and I felt like he penetrated me,
Slowly, gently and steadily. But the waves of excitement immediately
began to roll over me again, he was demanding, passionate and certain.
Eventually, I suddenly began to burn like a tree without actually burn
up to top, I stood in the middle of this fire and was able to watch as the
flames licked me up, umzüngelten my breasts were burning my hair in a bright
light and I began to break me. My body disappeared and became visible again.
Dear friend, I could hardly stand on his feet afterwards, leaning into
the cab when I was a balloon, stuffed with gas, ready to rise at any moment. I
wish you could understand what emotions are in play there.
I slept that night with a feeling that my body is made of liquid gold,
trapped in a crystal goblet.
The days until the next appointment I will experience in a trance.
Just maybe interrupted by a little adventure, who knows
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