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Slow Burn

My shoulder muscles ached, my arms had been pulled over my head so long.

My heart beat fast, red staticky bursts behind my closed eyelids that went the same speed as your thrusts. My hip joints creaked with the force of your grinding hips. The pain took my breath away, but the pleasure between made me docile even though my teeth were bared.

My throat was dry, my tongue swollen I’d been panting so hard.

My pussy twitched around your cock, painfully delicious pulses that squeezed you so tightly you had to grunt and force yourself into me for the next orgasm. I’d lost count, but I knew I’d pay dearly for every one of them. I looked forward to it.

My thighs burned with the friction of your hips, you’d been fucking me so long.

I was pouring life out of every orifice. My eyes were tearing, my nose ran. Saliva ran in a thickening stream down my chin, still cloudy with your come. My pussy had soaked you to the chest, and my asshole seeped your seed.

My naked tits were bruised, you’d been sucking them so hard.

Your stubble had made the delicate skin between my breasts hot, almost raw. You licked at my flesh, but it did not soothe. I begged for a kiss and you bit my swollen lips instead, sucking my tongue until I screamed.

I finally passed out, you’d been working me so long.

I collapsed in your arms but you kept going, knowing I wouldn’t want it any other way. You came one last time, filled me so forcefully my  back snapped and arched in my stupor. My flesh craved yours, even then.

About ximenawrites

I undulate in your vision A strange beauty in a world of plastic, collagen and steel The endearing oddball the living, breathing Picasso that you want to figure out but too afraid to venture into my penumbra you cower at the gate, fingering the knob on the door to my most secret place wishing you could find the courage to walk with me love me, just as I am

9 comments on “Slow Burn

  1. paul1510
    December 17, 2011

    this would have appealed to me fifty, sixty years ago, now I like things a lot gentler.
    However, your prose poetry still engages me, fully.
    Warm hugs,

    • ximenawrites
      December 18, 2011

      Ha! Even the spry can’t fuck like that all the time.

      No one would ever get anything done.

  2. Squeaky
    December 17, 2011

    I love the intensity of this. The immediacy. The hot, sticky, wanton, exultant, craving.
    Hell yes, Ximena. Raw, red power.

  3. Paul Weimer (@princejvstin)
    December 17, 2011

    There is a strong, definite cadence to it, reinforcing the fact that we are looking at the tail end of an encounter which has gone on a very long time.

    • ximenawrites
      December 18, 2011

      The stop and go rhythm of it was meant to be slightly frustrating… like a lover that teases.

      Hard to believe a woman being fucked like that would be frustrated, but he did it on purpose. He troubled her still waters until she wasn’t her anymore, just a body that hungered for his.

    • Squeaky
      December 19, 2011

      “He troubled her still waters until she wasn’t her anymore, just a body that hungered for his.”

      one sentence sex. sublime.

  4. willcrimson
    December 17, 2011

    Intense and not a wasted word. What a treat to write with you. :-)

  5. exxiex
    August 18, 2013

    This is so intense and raw..I love the whole fervency of it..I could feel every thrust nearly..(well almost) …I love shorter writes as this..great job on this..exxie

  6. postcardfantasy
    April 25, 2014

    This is such a mix of appealing and not appealing. ( the situation, not the writing, of course :-)
    Wonder where the happy medium is?

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