Sensual Torture

Slow Sensual Torture
My secret place weeps every time I think of him
Crying for his caresses, his attention
I can see him in front of me now
Taking off his garments not knowing how his nearness
And nakedness is affecting me
A slight breeze shifts across my breasts as I remember your body
My nipples stiffen a soft moan flows from my lips remembering you
My hands travel across my body touching and teasing the way I know you would
I feel my heart quicken with every touch
They need to caress myself more is over powering
Then need to touch my secret place more and more than I can resist
I can feel your lips following down the column of my throat
The slight rasp of your tong as it licks at me snatching my breath
I can see your eyes as they look at me so fiercely dominating me
I’m laid out on this bed a sacrifice for you to do with as you please
Let me come my eyes plead
Please touch me there my body weeps
Still you resist what I want what I need
Slow torture as you lick at my nipples more
Your hands/my hands moving in slow circles on my arms
Your finger tips/my fingertips trace the flesh on the sides of my breasts
My body arches for more but longs for the torture to end
You caress my hip
I caress my hip
I need you here
I feel you here
My hands are your hands
Slow torture, sensual torture
Your hands/my hands guide from my hips to my center
Your hands/my hands pass my secret place and go to my thighs
My secret place quivers, weeps with need
My hands/your hands guide back my inner thighs
Pushing them apart
Wetness greets air
The sensations are to much the longing to much
My back arches, my body pleading with out my willing
My fingers follow yours the same path you would take
Tickling my thighs tracing my lips painting my legs with my wetness
Slow torture that we create sensual torture that could end if you let it
But I know you wouldn’t
Tiny nips of your teeth attack my thighs letting my know my end is near
God… I feel you
God… I want you
My legs begin to tremble as my hands/your hands move toward our goal
My button is hard as I feel you/me trace around it
I’m so wet.
So slick
Can you smell my musk calling you from down stairs?
Can you hear my heavy breathing as I touch what I know you want to touch?
My breathing is getting heavier now.
My heart is racing
My fingers are tracing my lips my clit the valley where you would concur me
My body arches my hips dance my lips moist head thrashing
So close the torture almost done my climax almost there
My toes are curling my heart thundering its finally coming
My fingers are lashing my opening attacking my sweetness
More than wet I can hear it get worse I can sense it in my head
Then end is near
Can you hear me?
Can you smell it now?
Can you hear me now?
My movements become more erratic
My eyes glazing
So hot
So sweet
So unbelievably incredible
Oh God… so close
Oh God… need to come
My legs are shaking
My hands moving faster
I don’t care whether he hears or not
I don’t care whether he watches or not
I need to finish this now
I need to come
My head is tossing
My heart is racing
Barely recognizing a shadow cross me
Barely recognizing I have an audience
I don’t care whats around me
Suddenly another set of hands join mine
A set of lips touch mine
My body quivers more
You finally came
You finally heard
My cries get louder
Your mouth replaces my hands
Your hands grip mine
I’m so near the end
Your fingers enter me your tong lashes me
I feel my buttocks clenching
I feel a finger rub my rose
As that finger enters my body goes over with a cry of thanks
Still coming undone
Still shaking
Still clutching my breasts
Still breathing hard
Feeling faint
Looking at you looking at me
I shiver with sweat
Lips pouting that its over
Wanting more but to tired to ask
To tired to do it myself
I feel the bed shift next to me
I know you have joined me
Your arms are around me
I drift to sleep with a smile
Knowing when I wake it my be to you touching you wanting me
Wanting you to want me
Wanting That Slow Sensual Torture