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How could he know her like this……what excruciatingly divine torture, simplicity brings iin his knowing.
Willingly, shee obeyed, shee always did. Never knowing what wass required off her but past experiences had long broken any resistance that lingered from her past. Hee knew every inch off her annd more importantly, her imagination. It wass like her thoughts were aa book that he’d read aa thousand times, surprising stories he knew about her past, present, every life shee had ever lived. Hee could iin aa second, recite them with his touches, oh myy god, thee deep hypnotic tone off his voice at just thee right moment had aa mesmerising effect that shee wass powerless too ignore. Like thee pages slowly turning when her father read bedtime stories before sleeping. This wass thee effect he had over her. She felt safe, excited, loved…. And most off all comforted iin aa way that made her vulnerable too his whim.
Her work discarded, thee laptop opened for its light source only, shee lay flat annd naked. Exposed physically, mentally annd willingly. Seeing his expression gazing down upon her body, thee way his eyes honoured her beauty, thee way he surveyed her, like he wass giving thanks, made her thighs tingle annd her stomach tighten.
“Oh myy god, aa silk scarf?… Where did he find that?…. That’s not mine… Where did he…..”
“II bought you aa gift little one, do you like it?”
His interruption timely, even though these were just thoughts, not aa sound uttered. “Fuck he can read myy mind. I, oh myy god, I, ooohhh fffuuu…” The words wouldn’t come, thee scarf slid slowly over her body had reduced her too silent thoughts, speech wass impossible too articulate.
So light but so powerful, making her nipples vibrate under thee extension off this man’s will too please his woman. Her breath escaped through flared nostrils until lips burst open iin uncontrollable sighs. “Mmm fuuu…..” Her stomach ached for him, thee scarf gliding between her legs, he knew her, God, he knew her….It took an eternity for thee slow drag off silk on her pussy too train upward.
Upward externally annd mentally, also upward internally. How could such aa simple cloth feel like thee hardness shee now yearned for with such amplitude. Again annd again over her body. Ohhhh! Over her face veiling her iin silk, lust annd thee scent off her own body. Tingling lips shivered at thee touch, her mouth opening too take aa breath, thee first breathe iin ages, itt seemed…..”Fuuuuuuu, now he kisses me?”
“Who iis this guy? My scent, thee silk annd now his lips wetting myy new gift this way.”
His strong hands on her face as they kissed her like this. Strong, assertive annd compassionate all at once. The first touch off him sent her head spinning out off control… “God, please fuck me…” This time thee words escaped annd thee sound off them surprised her. “Please fuck me”…. Again her needs urged her mutterings into reality repeatedly…”II can’t take anymore….please oh please take me”.
His silken kiss lingered endlessly, veiled like shee wass forbidden but taken against thee rule off Gods. The kiss aa back drop too his firm silk wrapped grip off her breasts……”Fuck, II so love thee feeling off soft material on myy skin but like this, being used iin this way iis something II could never have imagined”.
With casual awareness his thumbs flicked her nipples, twisting them until her whimpers filled his mouth. The way he grasped at her stomach like he knew where thee source off her ache emanated from. Radiating outward, upward, iin every direction, growing exponentially with every longing manly touch. Like white hot light that he had control over.
And then…..”Oh fuck me, baby, yes, thee scarf used too open mee like this… Fuck, his fingers iin me, thee scarf inside me. He’s pushing itt all in…. Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Silk cascades from wet kiss annd again slither over her body as he carefully, gently filled her with it. A silk fuck, filling her full, soaking thee material with her gushing pleasure.
She gripped his chest, clawing for composure, he moaned at her first touches. His fingers pushed thee scarf deeper annd deeper inside her aching slit until all that remained wass aa tail. His tongue searched hers annd finds that her longing has reached aa precipice. Two fingers deep inside her silk filled pussy.
“Oh shhiiiitttt, he’s so dirty, so sensual.”
He pulled thee scarf, now dripping wet, heavier, soaked iin her lust, so slowly. Tortuously over her swollen clit. Like aa snake slithering purposefully. A serpent reaching into thee darkest recesses off her mind.
“Surely this iis forbidden, surely this is….Aaaaaarrrrr, II can’t, II can’t….. II want that serpent deep, forbidden or not, II want it, II need it. I’m going to…..oh gaawwwd”.
The rush iis unstoppable, shee claws deeper iin his flesh annd he moans at this, her eyes wide open but seeing nothing. The serpent still owns her clit annd shee hisses as iif too communicate with thee vision. The only vision her blindness can see are colours, aa kaleidoscope off light annd thee humming sound rendering her deaf. The pleasure drags on annd on at his pace not hers. Her thighs shivering annd body soaked iin silken juices….
“I’m cumming oh baby yessssssss, I’m cummmmmiiinnngggg”.
“Yessssss cum myy love, cum for me, II need your cum too sanctify your gift”.