Shanaya

That’s what she said before pouncing on his lips,

Rubbing her c!it against them,

He moaned beneath her,

Tongue moving deeper, over and around

Nasty, full of desperation.

She guided him with shaky hands,

Buried his face deeper between her thighs.

A moan escaped her mouth

As his tongue slipped inside-

She clenched her fists, aroused and needy for more.

"Yes," she gasped,

Consenting to something new, something wild,

Something thrilling and uncharted.

He supported her curves with one hand,

While the other slid lower,

To a place never explored before.

He buried his fingers inside her,

And another moan followed

This one thick with need,

Heavy with passion.

Reaching the pinnacle, gasping for air,

“More,” she breathed.

And so did he.

Yet neither could get enough of each other.

She groaned- a sound of pure pleasure,

One he understood all too well.

He continued to please her,

Moving his fingers and tongue in sync,

Hitting all the right spots with maddening precision-

His rhythm matched her gasps,

Her pleasure syncing with his every move.

She rocked against him-back and forth-

Faster and harder-

Until her mind went foggy,

Her thoughts melting into moans,

And a loud, raw whine escaped her lips,

One that made his c0ck twitch.

He felt the warm rush of her release

Spill onto his tongue,

Tasting her-

Tasting her pleasure,

And receiving it like a gift he’d been aching for.

- Shanaya

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