My Need

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Slowly my eyes open…dark still reigns.
I feel the air move over my skin, crawling with hunger, heavy with want.
Another hour, the abyss of slumber has escaped my grasp.

My nipples rasp, naked and sharp, alert against the cool air.
My hands find them, seeking relief from the twisting ache.
Like an electric thread, I feel the velvet pull, a tug that licks at my core.

Back arching and writhing against my own hand, I fall prey.
My breath hushes the night, coming in waves that tremble from my lungs.
My thighs part in an ancient yawn, my hips dance for the prize.

A slave to manipulation, I swell with want, dripping in invitation.
My fingers are a gentle master of my burdened flesh, wandering with intent.
Weeping and ripe, I taste my own moans and inhale the scent of need.

I close my eyes against the haze, seeing a face that I have yet to meet.
Hands that are rough and foreign take what they already own, seeking lips coax their desire.
We are joined here in this perfect lust, he glides deep with unwavering command.

I fall into bliss, quivering and clinging to my fantasy lover, milking and stroking in return.
He recedes into the velvet dusk, smiling in triumph at my abandon.
Satisfaction pulses as I join my reality, the honey-dew of completion my only witness.

I curl against the lingering cold, my hand trapped and warm in the cocoon it sought.
My eyes close as the sun takes its’ throne, another day looms in wait.
Replete and sated I swallow my longing as my heart beats a solitary song.

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AnonymousAnonymousalmost 15 years ago
wow

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