Sex and a Pizza

He lights the joint and passes it too me. I inhale deeply, trying hard not to cough. In a few minutes, every one of my senses will be heightened and the fun will begin.

I lean into him, the taste of smoke still heavy on his lips, kissing him hard. My fingers find his face and stroke it, as my tongue probes deeper into his mouth.

The electricity has started in my toes and it’s working it’s way up my body. I can feel my excitement growing with every kiss, every touch.

“Pull my hair” I tell him. “I want to claim what you own”.

He complies, grabbing a fistful of my hair as he bites the soft part of my neck. I fall to my knees, weak with anticipation and want.

He grabs me roughly and tosses me onto the bed. A ragdoll to be played with, ready to be taken off the shelf. He places my hands above my head, removing my white cotton shirt, exposing my breasts to the cool air.

His mouth begins to explore my skin, and he suddenly a man starved, exposed to a feast. Fingers, tongue, lips, teeth, everything at his disposal becomes a tool for my pleasure.

I arch my back, the effects of the pot coursing through my veins, amplifying every sensation and touch. “God I want you. I want you fucking now”.

Suddenly my jeans are on the floor, and my panties are down around my ankles, my legs being pushed into the air. He fills me with his cock, large and deep and begin to thrust. An animal in heat.

We move in a violent rhythm, fueled by lust, want, and a chemical high.

I am his and he is mine and in the moment the only thing that exists is us.

We bring each other to orgasm, and lay, naked in bed, covered in a sheen of sweat, smiles plastered on our faces.

“How about a pizza?” I ask, once the giggles have subsided and I’ve started to get dressed. “Sure” he says.

The night is young, the weed is plentiful and we have lots more fucking to tend to. May as well fuel up before round two.

flashback

Sitting naked in my tub my mind begins to wander to last night and our evening together. 

I find myself smiling as I recall the taste of your cock on my lips. Leaning over the passenger seat to unbuckle your pants. Slipping him out of his cloth prison and freeing him into my hands. 

You were rock hard at the idea of fucking in your car. Going at it like two randy teenagers with no other place to go.

The feeling of your hands in my hair as you guided my head deeper onto your shaft is still with me.

My mouth eagerly opening to to take you in. My tongue sliding up and down you as a hungry child licks a lollipop. 

My fingers move down my thigh as I close my eyes. The scent of lavendar and vanilla oil fills my nose as I am aware of the present while reliving the past.

I slip a finger inside me, then another, my hands moving in time to the movie playing out in my head.

Straddling you in the front seat, I’m naked underneath my mini skirt and white cotton shirt. I sit on your cock and place you all the way inside me. It’s deep and feels so fucking good. 

My hips rocking back and forth as you are pinned in the drivers seat, helpless to do anything but receive the fucking at hand. 

I arch my hips in the tub, lay on my back and throw my legs in the air. I let the water from the faucet act as a vibrator and hit my clit full force. 

My fingers are in a frenzy moving inside my pussy while another explores my ass. 

Just as I begin to cum I recall the look on your face as I orgasmed last night. My legs around your shoulders, drenched in sweat, sitting on your lap in the front seat of the car. A visual and physical orgasm renders me senseless and I slowly bring my back towards the tub, turn the water off and relax.

I don’t see you every day in the physical sense but I recall you every night in my mind. 

I grab my sponge and soap myself off, ready to get out of the waters embrace. 

I feel squeaky clean and dirty as fuck. It’s a great combination that I’m eager to repeat.

A Smoke and a Nap

His fingers slip beneath my panties, seeking the soft spot hidden within. He strokes my hair, a child petting a bunny, silken and warm. My breath releases as they find their way inside, stroking and touching my depths. I can feel myself growing wetter with excitement. If this is dinner, then we are at the appetizers, the main course is next.

I arch my back and lean further into the couch. My hand moving towards his face, touching the lips that I love. I close my eyes, a smile on my face, my hair spread around my shoulders like a blanket. Slowly he removes my panties, slipping them down my thighs. My moisture leaving a trail down my leg.

The air smells of sex and desire, combined with scent of rain. It turns me on and makes me want him more.

He leans in and kisses my neck, slow at first then hard. I feel his teeth sink into my flesh and I moan out loud. My hands grab his shoulders, and I dig my nails in.

He moves lower, placing my nipples between his lips. Suckling and licking, they grow hard beneath his expert touch. Lower and lower he goes, till he reaches my thighs. He kisses them gently, snaking his tongue in and out. 

He settles in, between my legs and his tongue become bff’s. My thighs press against his ears as my hips buck in response.

My legs begin to shake and my knees grow weak. He doesn’t let up. The tension begins to build as he licks my clit, rise as he puts a finger in my ass.

“Now” I tell him. “I need you right now“. He complies. His are suddenly on mine, the taste of me filling my own mouth.

His cock inside me as far as it goes. He rams my body into the bed, making the springs squeak and my thighs quiver. “Harder” I tell him. “Fuck me harder. Don’t stop.”

My back gets pushed up against the bed frame as he pummels my body over and over. I’ll have bruises tomorrow where my back went against the wall but in this moment I don’t notice.

I can feel my orgasm building and when I do I feel it from my head to my feet. Wave after wave of pleasure greets me as he pushes his cock deeper in my body.

I take a moment to catch my breath. then look over at him and say: “Hand me my cigarette” 

I lay naked in my bed, an incredibly sexy man holding my right hand, my cigarette in my left. “A cigarette and a nap” i think as the smoke trails out of my nose. After what I’ve just experienced in my bed, it sounds like the perfect combination before I start us both up again. 

Madness

Desire and madness. Madness and lust. I am lost in a swirling sea of thought.

Your body naked, pressed into mine. Your arms holding me tight.

The window is open and the wind caresses my face.

The sounds of the night a symphony joining the music in my mind.

I want you, need you, lust for you.

My body craves your touch, my lips crave your kiss.

My brain says challenge me, the soft spot between my thighs cries out for release.

I am a woman possessed, in need of an exorciscm and you are my priest.

Take me to the booth and make me confess.

Put me on my knees as I genuflect before your grace.

Take me, kiss me, fuck me hard.

I am a prisoner of my desire and you the warden who holds the key.

Unlock me from the madness of my need and set me free.

Touch me

Touch me. 

Let your fingers be the composer and my body the keys. 

Kiss me. 

Let your lips be the match that ignites my spark.

Fuck me. 

Enter my body and claim what is yours for the taking.

Love me.

Show me with your actions you’re the man I think you are. 
Be mine and I’ll be yours. Give and take and take and give. Find ourselves while getting lost. 

Follow me through the night and emerge in the morning light.

Let the magic flow through you and in you. This is no trick. No slight of hand, no smoke and mirrors to be seen. I  real and I am yours.

Give  me what I need, I’ll give you anything you desire.

Take your place under the tree of my love and be wrapped inside my branches and comforted by my warmth.