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Be Moderate Where Pleasure is ...

byStaffWriter©

Be Moderate Where Pleasure is Concerned, Avoid Fatigue

Copyright © 2004 StaffWriter

Hot sweat dripping from my brow
Sears the cheeks
Of the woman beneath me


My eyes squeezed shut
His perspiration burns
My mouth gaping open
As I cry out his name

I witness the coupling
Of my best friends and lovers
My view unobstructed
While bound to a chair
I thrill to it all from this helpless position


My arms, locked at elbows,
Suspend my bulk
Above heaving breasts


My turgid nipples
Sway to his rhythm
His steady thrusting
Fills me to the core

I squirm as I study
His firm penetration
Her moist cavity,
Its portal distended,
Welcomes him in


My rhythm continues
Fanning desire
As her moment draws near


My eyes flicker open
My vision unfocused
While in my deepest places
I clutch at his hardness

My dampness betrays me
My own body writhing
Vicariously enjoying
The erotic tableau
Played out before me


My tempo increases
Her time is at hand
Driving steadily deeper, I fulfill her needs


Overwhelming sensation
From the junction of our coupling
Crashes upon me
Carries me over the edge

Her face glows in happiness
As he brings her to climax
Rapture becomes her
Her joy leaves me trembling
How I wish I could touch myself


I clasp her trembling body
In tenderness and love
As she slowly descends from passion's great heights


I pull him down to me
His rigid intruder still locked inside
His arms enfold me
As I drift off to sleep

She grabs heavy shoulders
Tugging him closer
I watch them share kisses
Till slumber overtakes her
Her energy spent


I slowly withdraw the source of her pleasure
Gently roll her to one side
Then lift her to a chair


My dreams, they come quickly
As I feel myself carried
With scarves I'm bound gently
My dreams undisturbed

Even in sleep he treats her with kindness
He binds her with scarves but not too tight
I shiver again as I watch him approach me
I melt in his strength as each knot is untied
It's my turn at last, my turn for release


Hot sweat dripping from my brow
Sears the cheeks
Of the woman beneath me

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