This was my fantasy
by R. Leigh
Come to life
He bum rushed me
At the door
Scooped me up in a
big bear hug
His smell made my skin tingle
His hands in my hair
His face in my ear
He whispered,
“I’ve been thinking about you all day”
And I melted
Every muscle in my body
Relaxed
He gave me a long slow kiss
The kind where time
Stands still
And every moment is perfect
And tender
The kind you get drunk from
He whispered,
“I’ve got a surprise for you and I came prepared”
And I melted
Our bodies pressed together
He began to rise along my thigh
And I
Became dizzy with lust
He pulled me off into a dark corner
Standing behind me
Pants to the floor
He whispered,
“Bend Over”
And I melted,
Upon entry I flooded us with
Tsunami’s of erotic excitement
And sinful pleasures
He had backshots for days
And he made my legs shake
Breathing heavy
Dripping wet
Him squeezing my breasts
He whispered,
“Come on now throw it back, I know you can”
And I melted
Straightened up and
Threw his back into the wall
With every pelvic thrust
Moaning and groaning my ass off
Stroke after stroke he moaned until
He whispered,
“I’m close let me cum down your throat”
And I melted
Dropped to my knees
And covered him in spit
From the base to the tip
And as the warm creamy
Center descended tasting
Like salt and honey I rose
Composed myself while
He got dressed and
Thanked the lord
I had been blessed.
by R. Leigh
Come to life
He bum rushed me
At the door
Scooped me up in a
big bear hug
His smell made my skin tingle
His hands in my hair
His face in my ear
He whispered,
“I’ve been thinking about you all day”
And I melted
Every muscle in my body
Relaxed
He gave me a long slow kiss
The kind where time
Stands still
And every moment is perfect
And tender
The kind you get drunk from
He whispered,
“I’ve got a surprise for you and I came prepared”
And I melted
Our bodies pressed together
He began to rise along my thigh
And I
Became dizzy with lust
He pulled me off into a dark corner
Standing behind me
Pants to the floor
He whispered,
“Bend Over”
And I melted,
Upon entry I flooded us with
Tsunami’s of erotic excitement
And sinful pleasures
He had backshots for days
And he made my legs shake
Breathing heavy
Dripping wet
Him squeezing my breasts
He whispered,
“Come on now throw it back, I know you can”
And I melted
Straightened up and
Threw his back into the wall
With every pelvic thrust
Moaning and groaning my ass off
Stroke after stroke he moaned until
He whispered,
“I’m close let me cum down your throat”
And I melted
Dropped to my knees
And covered him in spit
From the base to the tip
And as the warm creamy
Center descended tasting
Like salt and honey I rose
Composed myself while
He got dressed and
Thanked the lord
I had been blessed.
About R. Leigh:
R. Leigh a professional spoken word artist and freelance creative
writer for five years hails from Newark, NJ. She has been
performing for the past two years at venues in NJ and at the
Bowery Poetry Club in NYC. Her monthly column Kama Sutra is
featured at sexherald.com and she writes a monthly blog on love
and sex at rleighthewriter.livejournal.com. When not writing about
love and sex she is exercising her other creative writing skills
proofreading and copywriting for Bell One Media.
R. Leigh a professional spoken word artist and freelance creative
writer for five years hails from Newark, NJ. She has been
performing for the past two years at venues in NJ and at the
Bowery Poetry Club in NYC. Her monthly column Kama Sutra is
featured at sexherald.com and she writes a monthly blog on love
and sex at rleighthewriter.livejournal.com. When not writing about
love and sex she is exercising her other creative writing skills
proofreading and copywriting for Bell One Media.
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