You hold me in your arms. We then passionately kiss. As we kiss, you run your fingers down my back. And I realize that this is the time. Now is the moment. You ask me if I am ready. I say, "Yes." Because I am. I have been waiting for this. You look me in the eyes. And at that moment, I knew it was going to be special. Next thing I know I am on the bed. And you are slowly taking your time undressing me. Making sure to caress the spots that turn me on. And as I see your member. I know that I want it. I need it. And as you enter me I feel the sensation, and the hurt. But, you are slow and careful. Diminishing the pain. But, as I am stretched to accommodate your width, I get use to it. And the pain is gone. And I finally begin to work with you. Move with you. And as we flow like the ocean. I feel cannot hold out any longer. But, I see you can't either. And together we cum. And as we unwind, I look into your eyes. And I know that you feel the same as me. Great. Sensational. Because though it be my first time. I have felt the sensation of a women who's done it many times. You made the experience though. It was your smooth and sensual ways. And if my heart melts from just your kiss, I knew that the art of making love would be even better. Because it definitely wasn't just sex. We truly made love.
Reason for writing:
It was in one of my many erotic dreams.
*For Corbin*
Birth sign: Libra
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