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Quivering

Bodies in the Night

By Shenique Published 6 years ago 4 min read
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I hear a whisper. One like the gentle brush of a feather against skin; your voice seems to caresses my mind. It's building up, up, up like the storm brewing outside. Why have you entered my psyche only to torment me in desire? My heart begins to thud, pounding like the thunder. The water: wet, wet drips down the outside frame of my windowsill. Soaking the soil, soaking my bed. Yearning...

My door swings open, adrenaline pumps through my veins. I see you before me but I must be dreaming still. You close my door gently and I stare at you intently. You got caught in the rain, soaking wet. Soaking wet...do you want to be? Your eyes seem to caress me but I'm probably just wishing--your hand! Damp fingers lightly rest on the tip of my toes; I bite my lip. Heavy breathing slowly brings my eyes to meet yours and a tingling sensation shoots through my body at the intensity of your stare. I try to look away but I am trapped. Your fingers trail their way along my leg stopping just at my thigh. I can't hold back anymore, I moan. I'm quivering, all four lips.

You slide your body close to me, almost pressing your hardness against my softness. You push until I lie with my back on the bed. Blood is rushing to my ears as I crave. This tease will indeed break me. Your finger brushes my plump bottom lip, a little shimmer escaping down the side. You bring your face to mine and lick it up lingering over my lips, I gasp, my hands grasping the sheets until my knuckles are white. White...

Suddenly my restraint is broken and I reach out to you, tearing your shirt open sending a cascade of white buttons everywhere. The act surprises you and you sit up. I leap at the opportunity like a puma. Straddling you I bring my mouth down to your ear. You growl as my teeth graze your earlobe. I make my way to your lips leaving kisses along the way, licking up droplets of water. I brush my lip against yours before darting my tongue into the crevice of your mouth. My tongue grinding against yours, I moan at the tantalizing sensation. I breathe you into my lungs like how I desire you to be within me. Your large firm hand grasps the hair at the nape of my neck and my mind leaks all sense. I begin to scream something unintelligible as you sit up and place burning kisses against my neck. You lift my shirt over my head while seeming to never stop your barrage of kisses. Large hands pull me even closer, as you and unhook my bra. I explode from the bondage and into your firm grip. You stare at my mounds, the darkened cherry compels you. Slowly, so vexingly slow, you bring you salivating mouth to them. You flick your tongue twice fast and a sharp gasp escapes me. I dig my nails into your back as you find the sweetest part of the honeysuckle. You lay me down on my back once more trailing kisses and licks from my breasts to the scruff of my shorts, I sigh. Your usual slow patronizing is cast aside as you tear my shorts off my body only to be astonished into stiffness at the sight.

Bare, unexpectedly bare,

no underwear

just a tuft of curly hair

and a pool of sweet juices flowing there.

In your eyes reflect my fruit: plump and clean, and ripe for you.

You kiss my inner thigh reaching closer and closer as the lightning cast patterns in the room. My body is hysterical, I cannot think! Your snake like flickering attacks my most sensitive creature. Swallowing swallowing swallowing. I'm gasping for air as you insert your tongue into my whimpering hole. I scream and scream, "I love you!" until my voice becomes hoarse. You click my little button with your tongue while you penetrate me with your fingers. Just as I'm right there you move your hand somewhere else. My eyes close in agony; I grab it put it back where it belongs. Not long after I explode, spraying juice everywhere; you clean me up licking my thighs; I tremble. I need you, I need your thickness, your hardness within me! Like you can hear my thoughts, you stand up and begin to unbuckle your pants. As soon I lay my eyes on your secret I'm overcome with passion. I spring off the bed and kneel before you. Your whole body, hard contours, wet from the rain, wet from me; I bite my lip as I bring your secret closer to my mouth. I open my mouth slightly slipping only the tip into my wetness, you moan. My tongue lubricating that little hole and then moving outwards, slowly I insert more and more of you into me, I purr. I look up into your dilated pupils and feel your faint tremors. You look down at me as you grab my hair in your hands and shoot hot liquid down my throat. Still looking into your eyes I wipe the corners of my mouth and it is at that moment we realize this is a deeper connection than all others. You become me and I become you; two separate entities suddenly one.

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Shenique

Writing is my vocation. I feel so complete and so warm when I am writing, reading or even talking about my stories or poetry. Therefore I am grateful for this website.

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