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dating, we havent been together for less than 3 years and have shared countless moments since then. Having shared hundreds of kisses is not really the flex of the only love life I hve had. Its not about the kisses we have had since the beginning of the dusk. Its been all about the heat, the warmth, the longing for love, the desperation for the want of being touched, the desperation for the lips to hve experienced the joyous ecstacy of meeting the very other lips, the only softer, warmer and dreamy lips that I have wanted for, since the very virtual touch of your eyes. The very first time when the lips fell upon thy lips, intertwined with the warmth of our breaths, locked with the aroma of your fair skin. The world’s lost, theres none around, we have us, has there ever existed a soul before coz the only soul we feel is the one sharing this heat. Our lips interlocked, falling aside, getting back again, was it just the begining of a worldy pleasure yet to feel, burning hundreds of moments out with the souls being in heaven yet in hell.
We are sitting back together, I am lying down, with you sitting next to me having your back facing me. Just been a few moment of not having seen that face, known most gorgeous to men, the one created with the most intricacy HE hath created, with the face my soul lost its battle to, yet why does it feel like an eternity of having experienced beauty. Your messy hairs calling out to me, the smell of you on my clothes, on my sheets, making me a slave to your ignorance. Your long hair falling down across your shoulders, your long neck, not visible but still the most appealing, and across thy waist. You swift your neck settling your hair, more likely the aladdin rubbing his chirag, ordering the genie to fall slave to your orders that you didnt even give. I am a genie lost to the commands of my aladdin. Drunk in your feeling, I sit back reaching those hairs that have me bewildered, captivated and enchanted. The spell you have cast has all of me surrendered to your aroma, your clothes, your lips, your body and YOU. Like a drunken wizard not knowing where to go, I make it to your hairs, set your hairs apart to your right, with your back still facing me, you decided not to respond. My hand running barely across the left part of your neck, that an instant ago had the hairs rolling. My hands reach forward to bring back your left arm just to have even clearer vision of your revealed neck. I take your hand put it straight to your left side, visualising the beauty god hath laid upon creating you. My head reach that empty space above your shoulders, with my hand feeling your arm. My lips make their way to the only deserving place it knows, they kiss the bare neck visible, my nose pressed against that same neck, kissing those same spots all over again, this is not about touching it with my lips anymore, the lips hungry for the taste, part their methods sucking onto it, having the taste they want, all my consciousness that are now a slave to your body, eating that nude neck out, my toungue gushes out, just to know better what taste that neck had been savouring for years. Do I want to stop, do u want to? No, your back now leans against my chest, our hearts racing, feeling that beat go up and down, up and down, as if trying to go on the same pace, we now have a single beat and a single breathing motion, as if swaying to a music of love, my hands occupied with both of your hands I put forward your hands, our fingers playing with each other, holding our palms, the lips still not able to have the complete taste of that bare minimum neck. You turn aggressive, throw down my hands, bend your hands back to reach my hair, not with the intention of playing anymore. I now have a greater part of your neck with all your back laying totally across my chest, I bend my face forward to kiss the front of your neck not with the intention of kissing, but savouring the delicacy served to me, my lips and tongue playing some music on your neck.
You hold my cheek turn it straight to your lips, your lips part wanting to have a taste your own neck thru my lips, I hold back your lips agressively trying to reach mine, closing your lips, opening it again, the control’s mine. Seeing your desperation and your so warm breath continuously being felt on my lips I hold your right cheek and make my way to finally kissing you or more like that smooch coz I have had enough of playing with your neck, your lips are aside, I feel all of your fast and desperate breath, it excites me more than you ever would, my lips grab your upper lips as if there’s really thers no intention of kissing, my lips sucking, grasping onto the tip of your lips, deeper than we ever would, my lips falls again, you show who’s the master here, me being the slave, your lips grasp onto mine this time we distribute a legitimate joyous moment of finally having a sloppy kiss, we don’t know what hurry we are in, but the way our lips are feeling each other again and over again tasting the aroma of our lips, we don’t know what else are we sharing with the kiss, the kiss makes me feel u have wanted me for over a decade and now making it all out, as if never meeting again. I use my thumbs, put it right onto your lips, feel the wetness for a moment and make it reach the inside of your mouth, making you suck it out just to reach your tongue bringing it out, my mouth open wide aside, grabs onto your tongue and your lips, sharing a wetter moment yet again. We are engrossed in our kissing, we don’t know what more’s even left. The fighting lips continually biting each other, the touchy intertwined tongues, the breaths locked totally onto us, keeping the momentary kissing alive, my lips shift to your cheeck gradually to recheck the taste of your neck, I reach the neck, go all my way out, by this time we r facing each other our chests touching each other, one hand on your waist, other inside trying to discover the way inside your top, and your hands feeling my bare tshirt laden back. I am working hard on your neck, our hands don’t know where they are headed, one of my hands get inside, I hold onto your waist tight and lay you down with the distance between us not enough for the air to pass through. I am still eating out your neck when I slowly uncover the beauty of your beauty not visible since the very begin, yeah I lift your top gradually, as if begging your permission, as u grant it I keep lifting up, above gradually reaching the point where it’s no longer on your body anymore, your flawless, body appealing right to me to have a look, did I forget to remove smth, I did. my hands are now busy feeling that naked upper body of yours with that strap continually interfering with me feeling the back. Will I go ahead and unhook that strap or would you?. Ignoring the presence of that thin tiny strap, I put my fingers below the strap, then move it back to th waist as that’s the most under appreciated, but the most gorgeous part of yours, enough of biting the neck, keeling my lips and tongue intact I reach out your ears, start tracing the circumference of that tiny ear with my lips and ofc u know what, this has been the weirdest, yet most turning on sensation for u. Thru the neck, gradually kissing, not leaving your bare body for a sec, I suck your collar bones, keep going down just to have a bit of interference ;), kissing your tummy as you shiver with ecstacy and joy, my right hand slowly unbuttons the short cloth I had forgot existed, going even down as I keep kissing my hands gradually remove the denim piece of cloth coverin your thighs, revealing yet another piece of clothing, as the music faded with my hands running now on the front part your body, as the music declines the memory faces, is it morning or beauty not felt but experienced…
NSFW: yes
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I had to stop a third of the way thru…
PARAGRAPHS! You need to edit this and make paragraphs so we can keep our place as we read.
It did seem like a good write-up as far as I got.