Archive for April, 2008

Orgasms

Thursday, April 24th, 2008

so exquisitely and wonderfully punctuated with the hot,
surging semen of Jim filling to overflowing Sandy’s love canal,
its mixing with her sweet secretions, and further highlighted
with their simultaneous indescribable orgasms, was not
necessarily welcome. Too soon a good and great thing. But,
then, their newly discovered pastime need not be a one-time
thing.

Moist cave of love

Monday, April 14th, 2008

Once again nature had turned the struggle between two attractive
adults into the cavorting dance created by God for their
pleasure, and His, no doubt.

The superb rock-hard, yet sensitive penis meeting its passionate
equal in the exquisitely soft and sensitive, gloriously
seductive, warm and lusciously moist cave of love, the female
vagina. For more than twenty minutes this dance of life
continued, the participating couple oblivious the everything, but
each other, and the amazing activities of their bodies, no longer
in their control. All they could do was cling to each other in
rapture. His arms strongly encircled her lovely body, drawing it
closer and closer while she reached out to enfold him.
Desperately seeking to be one she arched her beautiful shapely
legs around his back alternatingly nearly crushing Jim and
relieving the tension. All breathing and motion meshed together
as one unit. Sandy and Jim were one in the eyes of all. The
only deviation from the erotic rhythm of their pumping bodies was
the ever so slow increase in pulse.

Moans Of Pleasure

Wednesday, April 9th, 2008

One more quick, strong thrust of Jim’s loins and the turgid vein-
studded pole ended his long exotic journey. Now the fun began.
Very slowly Jim withdraw his splendid shaft to nearly the point
of loss of engagement, then once again begin the delightful
passage back, each time his staff seemed to renew its energy and
expand and extend, accordingly. Three or four times this
happened, when, ever so imperceptibly, the age-old dance of love
deftly performed by Jim began to be slowly echoed by Sandy’s
lovely pelvis and her stifled cries turned to moans of pleasure.

Fighting the idea to enjoy sex

Wednesday, April 2nd, 2008

Sandy felt that the end was near. Her most frantic efforts seemed
futile, her most vehement objections, in vain. She fought the
idea to relax and enjoy the fucking. But struggling was useless.
With her strength ebbing, she hesitated.

The turgid and unyielding shaft, mistakenly interpreting the
pause as submission, elatedly with his conquest, stopped his
stubborn laboring. For a brief second he retraced his path
toward the outside world again, but before completely removing
himself, once again began his relentless fight for home.