That kiss! That passion! I have never known one like it. It is as if he has ignited every feminine cell in my body to smoulder & burn in the promise to come. I am compelled to breathe in his intoxication.
He invades my soul. I feel it unseen, unfurling to greet his, recognising this is not just the meeting of raw lust but something much deeper, something no one can fight & win. It is written in the stars, in fate, in our destiny .
The souls are whispery dances, that trail around & over our writhing bodies , touching and linking and then slowly absorbing into each other .
They are swirls of mysterious smoke and then they rise, magnificent, and dive down full speed and hit us in a rush of magical mystique, decreed by the Gods of unions… and mating …and breeding.
This is a match just meant to be… an explosion… that has to be ….when all the planets and stars have secretly aligned, as was ordained in time past, when our paths were finally allowed to cross.
A few moments after the entwined power of our souls smashing into our bodies, we both break , gasping for breath.
Bear pushes me down onto his bed. I am gloriously naked before him. His eyes devour my nudity, want and need emblazoned in them.
He towers over me and I groan as he lowers his jeans and reveals his throbbing, leaking maleness. He is big, proud and utterly male. I groan at the magnificent sight standing there and he is just breath taking.
He kneels and I groan as he moves and lifts my bottom. His large hands span my cheeks and brings my soaking pussy to his lips, like a cup to drink from.
The feel of his open mouth sucking as much of my sex into his mouth as he can, excites me and I gush like a dam breaking, giving him my unique taste. I arch my body and push into him.
He drinks and explores me with his tongue. The steady strokes of the hot wet muscle memorise the intimate path of every crease, and furrow; the length of my labia, the position of my hood and that hidden jewel inside.
It swells and is a hardened bead to his touch. He parts my lips and burrows, his nose nuzzling my clitoris.
I feel him and grind my soaking pussy into his face, wanting him to have every access to me. I reach down, bunching his hair in my fist. I pull him into me more, push my pelvis into him more, smother him more. I am on fire.
A sexy heat flushes my skin all over and glistens as minute beads form to dampen my skin. The salty taste mingles with the produce from between my legs, as Bear moves to lick and kiss my inner thighs before taking me again with his tongue.
This time he pushes in deep and I curse in my need, “ “ Fucking Hell… Bear, That’s right …Baby, … Lick my pussy… deep ,… Fuck me with that tongue,…. Oh my God “ .
I thrash as his fingers join the tease on my clit and inner sweet spot.
My excitement is reaching its peak and I clench my pussy on his tongue, arching higher, breathing hard, fast pants, holding his head between my legs . Fucking him back in my selfish greed.
He swears and breaks free and my body is bereft, screaming silently, impatiently “ No, No, NOOOOOOO, Why the fuck is he stopping?” I Hate him then, eyes flashing wide.
And then to my utter relief, he begins to mount me. He rises over me, growling, guiding his shaft to my very ready , very willing centre.
I like him again now but He is deliberately slow. I am throbbing with impatience & need. I feel my anticipation catapult & my need is great, almost violent.
And then he slides in and I feel his big , thick shaft slide against my slick vaginal walls, parting on him as he pushes into my tightness. He stretches me as he enters and I groan at his taking.
His pelvic bone brushes my clitoris and the stimulation is too much to control!!!
I scream his name as my body shatters and explodes into tiny pieces. I arch my back, taking him in more in my moment of ecstacy.
I close my eyes as the bright colours of fireworks erupt behind my lids.
I grip his shoulders my nails digging and scraping into his flesh. Red marks appear in the wake of my nails as my body convulses and spasms on his length embedded inside of me. My legs curl around his hips in a vice grip.
“ Mine, Oh My God, Mine” claiming him in my moment, I rise up to his chest, higher to his neck , parting my lips and opening my mouth wide. Then, I bite the base of his neck.
I feel him stiffen and growl as my teeth clamp down and mark him. I hold on tight as my orgasm takes me , riding that crest of a wave until it naturally subsides.. … and as my body begins to naturally weaken , he starts to fuck me, claiming my body in his turn…. the marks of the Bee, quite unmistakable….
