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Morning sex


The morning light finds my face as we still lay sleeping... spooning...
soon I feel your hand sliding over my bare hip and leasurely, down
my thigh....your body fully along my back. I softly moan my pleasure...
you feel so warm...and so comforting...your hand skimming lightly
back up my hip and to my waist...your large hand always has the
ability to make me feel so small and feminine, the calluses making
my skin feel soft. I have always loved those hands, that have loved me.
As I drift here..... not quite sleeping...not quite awake, I ponder 
those hands... large and strong as I feel them.  I reach back and
stroke your hip with my own ,  much smaller hand.... you take my
hand...and replace it in front of me. I feel your warm breath on my
neck as you whisper soft words... "Let me" you breath. I sigh my
contentment and snuggle back against you.

Your hand moves up my rib cage to the swell of breast, fingers pluck
gently at  my nipple...then squeeze and pinch and twist...I
moan...arching my back...lifting my breast for more. Your hand
leaves my breast to slide slowly down my belly, to that place 
between my thighs...as your teeth scrape gently  over my neck and up
to my ear.  As you suckle my lobe, your fingers slide wetly through
my slit to test and tease....Your other arm tightens around my
waist...your hardness,  almost painful behind me. Your fingers
separate petals, slowly...I squirm...I lift my knee back and over
yours... fingers slip  inside so sweet... to stroke.... breathing
heavily, body pulsing with need, you stoke my flames higher...
the dance of love and desire ...I burn.  My body arching...and down,
arching again in a rhythm all it's own...Your whispered words of  love..
.lust and desire I can barely hear.

I feel you shift your hardness under my opening..I find I hold my
breath...as fingers leave...your precious gift slowly enters me...so
hard and smooth...I arch again seeking more...your fingers find my
bud...I climb the peak....as deeper , you stroke. Moving slowly in
and out...the rub so exquisite....your fingers keeping the pace... I
pant and whimper as I near my release...almost unbearable in it's
strength and the beauty of it...trying to hold off...hovering on the
precipice..... I can hear your breathing, thick and harsh....you
whisper your own aproaching climax, wanting to wait for mine...he
can hear my cries getting higher in pitch...he knows the crest is
near....and suddenly I arch and cry out...high and long flying
apart, I cum...He follows right behind with a cry of his own ,
holding on tight.. we shudder.  As breathing calms we slowly
move...savoring every sensation....his hand cups my mound with a
pressure ohh so nice...I still feel tremors radiating
through...until  they float away. We too both float back into sleep,
still joined... as one we dream.....





Mirror Images


His arms around me gently
His eyes how they devour
The music surrounds us softly
As dancing we cross the floor

Wanting to take this slowly
No rush to consume
Flesh under hands warming
rising on soft perfume

Moving our bodies close
I feel his rising desire
Evidence he can not hide
My answer melting fire

Whispers soft and sweet
His wanting he speaks
Quiet my smile tells him
Answers are what he seeks

Driving he glances toward me
My hand slips into his
His smile so sweet he offers
"I am sure" I say to this

The room is warm and elegant
No seedy side this man
Embracing kisses devour
Stepping back he takes my hand

To the mirror wall he leads me
Behind me caressing he stands
Eyes meeting in glass he captures
and then he opens my hands

Undressing me slow and tender
his eyes on fire for me
I can only stare in wonder
Spellbound by what I see

I stand before him naked
Embarrassed I try to turn
He holds me fast to whisper
I want you watching her burn

I watch as hands so loving
Smooth and grasp each breast
Bringing each large nipple
To pucker and strain...then rest

Hands sliding waist to measure
Tummy and then to mound
My breathing becoming rapid
My eyes molten and round

Fingers delve between
My lips they soon do part
Slickly teasing her to madness
Pounding so loudly my heart

Legs weak I hold on tightly
He lowers me to the floor
He undresses at last I enjoy
lowering to kiss once more

Hands and bodies molding
Can't possibly get enough
To touch is flame given
intensity makes it rough

My cries and moans of pleasure
One thrust he enters deep
Tightly he grips me upward
His cry and mine complete

Oh but he is not finished
He moves me to my knees
I feel his shaft behind me
And I can barely breath

I wait in anticipation
My body hungers for more
He slips his rod inside me
Tonight I'll be his whore

But that is not his intention
We position for the mirror view
Images of this union
My image is askew

Pulling me up to knees
My back against him lean
Fingers from hip, forward to stroke
Who is this woman seen?

Rocking he whispers
words barely heard
Climax aproaching peak
Shaking I shudder arching
Mindless, apart I fly free

With kisses and murmurs
he calms me
Soothing he lays me down
My legs he spreads for view
He lowers his mouth to my mound

I wonder at the woman I see
Recognizing her not a bit
From mirror I watch in facination
Fingers entering my slit

The peak so close to surface anew
I scream my release from within
He rises and smiles satisfaction
Up and in her, he enters again

His need is strong,
in and out he strokes
I believe I must be done
But wrong I am as tide rises
Together our release is won

He tells me the woman we watch
Has always been who I am
Revealing her to me so boldly
a long time he did plan

Who is your mirror image?
Look closely when you can
I never knew her passion
Till taught me by my man





She Trusts


Wanting to play the game
they've fantasized of this
Bound by him in surrender
To the bed by hand and foot
She Trusts

She tells herself that day
She lays prone for his pleasure
But it's her pleasure he seeks
As he touches her soft skin
She Trusts

As his fingers enter
Her petals he opens and gazes
for moisture dews her center
He strokes her bud to peak
She Trusts

As he bends to kiss her there
He licks and sucks, she arches
Bringing him closer, she moans
When fingers he strokes that spot
She Trusts

Gripping the headboard tightly
As she nears her sweet release
He sucks and strokes mercilessly
Knowing she's oh so close

She begs, she pleads for his member
But he wants to make it last
She cries out loudly shuddering
As she cums for him at so sweet

As he brings her down most gently
Licking and stroking her slow
He smiles and kisses her mouth
Letting her taste herself on him
She Trusts

When he rises above her
His cock hard and engorged
She strains to reach and touch him
But remebering it does excite

He brings his cock to her lips
She opens and takes it in
Licking and sucking him deep
He gently moves his hips
She Trusts

As he dips in deeper
She moans her pleasure in this
encouraged he moves ever deeper
Watching with eyes intent

He fucks her mouth more firmly
She takes him in her throat
Enjoying eachothers pleasure
As he nears his own release

He pulls himself back
Ready to shoot his load
She protests and says she wants it
to happen in her mouth

He groans as he re enters
Ready to explode
A stroke a suck a cry
He cums inside her mouth

As she tastes him
Enjoying every drop
Sounds of satisfaction as
She licks his rod complete

As he unties her
And brings cock to pussy
Entering deeply strongly
Now they feel complete

She grabs his hips wanting
All he has to give
Crying out in complete surrender
Exploding together breathless

































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