Feverish Union

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A Frenzied joining of bodies and souls. (free verse style)
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As she rides him, fucking him with an unyielding passion,
her body trembles with the force of her desire,
her eyes locked on his, a fiery connection that ignites,
as she pleads for him to release within her, over and over again.

Her hips gyrate in a rhythm of love and pleasure,
an intoxicating dance of ecstasy that consumes them both,
and as she orgasms, again and again,
their love's sweet magic intensifies with each climax.

Her voice, a melody of passion and need,
a siren's call that echoes through the night,
her words a testament to the depth of her love,
as she invites him to complete their union, time and time again.

He feels the intensity of her plea,
their love's sweet magic weaving a spell that binds them,
and with a fervor that knows no bounds,
he promises to give her his seed, over and over again.

A dance of ecstasy, souls entwined,
Trembling with each rapturous peak,
Voices melding in cries of passion's melody,
Love's magic intensifying with every climax.

Her body moves with feverish want,
Hips swaying, gyrating in primal rhythm,
Eyes locked, burning with desire's fire,
As she takes him fully, pleading "Fill me, again and again."

Their bodies move in perfect harmony,
an ancient dance of love and surrender,
and as she rides him, fucking him with a fervor,
she orgasms, her body shaking, finding new heights.

No boundaries, only raw need,
To join, merge, become one,
His hands exploring every curve,
As she urges "Give me your seed, over and over."

Her hands grip his skin with raw passion,
tracing every curve and dip with reverence,
and when she feels him nearing his peak,
she tightens her hold, urging him to cum in her, again and again.

Rising, falling like waves of the ocean,
Hearts pounding, breaths uniting,
Until that moment of exquisite release,
When he spills into her deepest shores.

Their hearts beat in tandem, a shared rhythm of passion,
as they reach for the pinnacle of their love, over and over again,
and when he releases his seed deeply within her,
they feel the bond of their love grow stronger, with each climax.

In this moment of raw, unfiltered passion,
their souls merge as one, their love's sweet magic weaves,
and as she rides him, fucking him, begging him to cum,
she orgasms, over and over again, finding a connection that transcends all boundaries.

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DampKittenDampKittenabout 1 month ago

A beautiful description of passionate love making.

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