Dirty Minds

Chapter 2

Up and down her body every note and word she said rolled down her frame. Slicking her every essence. Her body wet and dripping. Everything all the same but different all at one. Who was she the girl wondered. Her body like molten gold, Her skin glorious and shiny, Her power was one to behold. One to wish upon. One to hold and wait to unfold. She was one of power. Domination. Control and precision. One with no further furiousity of more than anyone we know. Her eyes were hulk rubies. One that touched the soul and help it trapped in an utmost point of pleasure border line pain. Never cease always to be. Lips of cherry seal. One that could bring anyone to their knees to worship but could up hold one of the highest of pedestals. She was one in a million miracles. That was her. Her body the flowers of life. All she did was breathe and all came together. And so everything happened as she willed. Body after body stuck together. In heat and momentary pleasurable experience. A vine of love was made by everyone who joined in this ecstasy race. It was one where the end of one person could not be determined for it was the start of another. Oh you know what I'm taking about. You know very well. The slurping in the air, the punjence of spunk, the amount of sweat from each body. Each one bringing pleasure and flurry to the next. White essence was a jet and seam everywhere. A coat to the floor. A cover to the world. s*x was it. Delicious and sinful. Every and never ending. Make yourself comfortable. c*m many times for your essence and need of you is one that I will never forget. He put her in a position of utmost power and control. For her to submit but to dominate at the same time. He made her beg but still made her fly on the skies of absolute obsidion. There was no telling where she would land. How long of this tortural high she will endure but he kept going. Giving to her all her needs and wants. Attending to every single detail so that nothing is left forgotten. If you asked her what she wanted she will always say, "To be his and never know another." And so he staked his claim. He was her alpha and she was his luna. Both a pairing made for the best. To better each other and continue life together.He would give as long as she could take. Remove her focus from her worries and problems and face it to the absolute aphrodisiacal euphoria happening at that moment. Nothing was better than the way he handled her. Nothing was better than the way he brought out her light. Everything was savoured through and through. For every scream, a pant arose. For every grunt a moan escaped. For every sigh a dominant voice commanded. For every beautiful thing an array of ravaging was arranged.I watched with zeal and longing. I denied myself the happiness of touch. At all high when all pleasurable senses were heightened I with others around rose our voices with loud contentment and chorused our explosion of indulgence. Dripping with no signs of stopping I swipped a bit liquid excitement and tasted each person as their high rolled in waves of never ending and blinding offerment. Come. Come join the train of pleasure.

The fluidity in her movements caused the room to hold its breath as they feasted their eyes on her. She had entranced their hearts and minds. She had her clutches sunk into each and every soul that dared to undertake the dangerous task of being in her presence. Her essence wafted as doors the smell of fast traveling aromas. It drizzled in a creamy and thick spread. Almost as if it were meant to lubricate more than it was already. Her mind was frazzled and fractured. She needed some relief. She needed it immediately. Her eyes blindly traced and lingered. Tracked and hunted as she looked for one to bring relief. At the center of the room she sat. Giving a show she stood. Grace and balance expelled from her as she floated through the room. Seating herself in the lap of a man she barely knew, she spread out for him like a blooming flower. So beautifully spread she was. Imagine her. Hair flowing. Eyes lustful and half glazed. Fingers gripping anywhere they could touch. Body shiny with perspiration. So beautiful. Make sure to follow his hands as they caress her skin. Touching. Feeling. Squeezing. Weighing. s******g. Flicking. Plucking. Pulling. Rubbing. Gripping. Everywhere he touched, a fire lit a trail under his fingers. With his actions he staked his claim and she surrender to it. Allowing him to bring her to the brink over and over again. Tirelessly without an end in sight. And when she could take it no more he willed her to unmask her desire and need. Eyes rolling, mouth ajar, body sated and mind at peace she sagged her body into his. His eyes slid up to see that everyone else had seen a show and he loved it. His eyes caught mine in the crowd and I couldn't help but wink. It'll be my turn next time.