chapter 5 of s*x a pades

Untitled chapter 5

Holding hands, long walks, staring into each other's eyes, it's simply love making with pure intimacy with the one you love. Holding hands while they are held over your head with the force of  two bodies becoming one, that's exciting. Long walks, being carried from one room to another, being pressed against a wall, being on all fours, or upside down doing the "69", that's exciting. Staring into each other's eyes, while sweat drips from our foreheads, rolling down paths of our naked bodies, all exciting and breathtaking. Toe curling, shortness of breath, screaming names of each other, and yelling lord have mercy, is what makes love making amazing, and  an art.

We walk into a room, heat running through our bodies, hands all over each other, moving without thinking, just with pure animal desire. Kissing and tasting each other's juices from all places that crave attention. Do not have the time or the ability to decide, bed, floor, wall, table, chair, or even the shower, just the need for each other's bodies, to have our bodies entwined as one. Stripping off our clothes, having our hands, explore to find that heated source of absolute pleasure.  We pulled our bodies together, we entered into deep, and deeper, arousal. We cry each other's names, going into depth of an oncoming organism. Neither one of us wants this moment to ever end, for it,  or for us, to be stuck in time of pure ecstasy. For us to come, nut, bust, all over me, inside of me, until I am full, all over his large manhood, until he is covered with every ounce of my hot juices, that lubricates him to enter me from behind. He enters me with slow, steady, powerful, but gentle  strokes. What follows next is his fingers playing the most sexiest song with my clitic. The sensation drives the both of us wild and makes us even more hungrier, we need feeding, we nibble, we bit, we scratch, we grab, we pinch, all gentle enough to start all over, but this time we pick each location and continue until we covered the whole house with all our loving art. Simply, beautiful exciting love. Now we add some extra excitement  of our art of love making. Taking it to the ultimate high, leaving the norm for the quiet days and nights.

Taking a motorcycle ride along the train tracks. Stopping because the wind blowing in our faces, my hands around his waist, feeling the muscles of his chest, and touching just above his jewels, just enough to get his fluids stirred, brought us to the mood of unthinkable actions. When he starts to feel he is losing control of his driving, and starts  concentrating on his desire for me. While sitting between my hot thighs, he feels the tension growing. We stop, he lays me down on the seat , I feel the heat of the motor while he feels the heat between my legs. He stripes me from waist down, I close my eyes as I feel the heat from his tongue as he kisses and licks up and down and inside of me, making my body quiver with high intense sensations.  I was coming so much, before he could even think about eating me completely dry, I was flooding his mouth, until the point of gagging, with the sweetest flavor he had ever tasted. He took me right there along the train tracks. When the oncoming train arrived at our location, he was already inside me and as the roaring of the train approached, the intensity grew to an overwhelming explosion. We came together and everybody on the train who was observing the sightseeing of the landscape also observed two people oozing lustful ecstasy. As we howled to the oncoming moon of the evening and  completely succumbed to our exhaustion, we prepared ourselves to continue our travel back into reality.     It was a game of lust, semantically fulfilling. goodnight to all who want, would or have satisfied themselves in this most interesting manner.

written and signed by

Monique Tillery