I've been keeping the beginning, middle and all of the juicy details of my current relationship a secret, as to launch all of my new material on a re-modeled site. But just to keep you interested and intrigued as to the quality of my time spent in bed... let's say this recent journey with hubby sauce has been extremely Euphorically fulfilling... LoveAngel launch cumming soon...
And from my freshly written mementos this morning...
Layers of my heart start to unwind. I am calmed by Mariano’s
arrival last night, and didn’t inform him of my aching explosion of tears from
the missing Bunny. I just told him that I was tender, and requested his
softness, and he agreed that he could be soft.
While writing last night I began to doubt our love… maybe it’s
not the best for me right now, maybe we should just cut our losses and move on
as to not complicate our lives. Then he fully shows up for me like he did last
night and I become the most soft, feminine and erotic part of myself with him,
and he made love to me with his whole heart, and I cannot possibly deny our
growing connection.
We lie upon my bed, and just shoot shit. Laughing, tickling each
other and rolling around, he begins to lift my spirits. Chatting until
midnight, we cuddle in bed, and I’m not particularly turned on, thinking we are
just going to hold each other and rest.
And then there was the kiss goodnight.
I have been fantasizing about his lips for hours, of how I can
feel his whole soul devouring me through his mouth, how this rush of chemicals
floods my brain and body when his tongue swishes around inside of me. His
fingers find the tender spot on my clit, and he begins to work me in the most delicately
ferocious way. My moans grow with my wetness; I’m almost fully orgasmic just
from his touch, his tongue in my mouth my groins are writhing around, an
undulating dance of utter and complete euphoria. This is when I’m possessed by
his love, a fully expressed vibration of Eros, I am uncontrollable desire, my
pulsations are so heavy, my moans a screaming cry for sweet release, and
finally I cannot take the intensity any longer.
I move his hand from the trigger, and take a breath to steady
myself. The fire is an intense burning; I literally was going to burst
open. We wait a few moments, until he
works the tip of his scepter into me, slowly at first; I try to find a way to
stretch open to allow his fullness into me. He enters like a hot knife slicing
the most delicious German Chocolate cake into me; our eyes roll in the back of
our head and what happens next is not under either of our control.
Hips grinding sideways, he finds a deeper crevice inside of me;
I wonder if this is the cervical pleasure I read about, about an orgasm that
build from deep inside the womb. My entire insides are a shimmering vulva of
awareness; he spreads light upon my darkness.
Something begins to happen to me now and I can feel my vaginal
wall as one orifice, not just experiencing pin-pointed pleasure, but a whole
mouth of bliss that opens and closes around his cock.
“I want to feel your cum all over me.” I know these words will send him over the edge, he’s unable to retain
his seed for much longer and works up his rhythm deep inside until he pulls out
and showers his juice, the drops hitting my belly, dripping down the opening of
my secret cave, all the way down upon my openings.
I’m covered in his wetness and lick my hands as to relish in his
nectar.
He doesn’t stop, knowing I have more in me, he reaches around with
his hands after his mind-numbing convulsions stop, and works me even deeper, my
internal lips squeezing and yoking the pressure of his fingers into my own
explosion of delight.
He repeats to me several times that he doesn’t need to ingest
anything to produce euphoria in his body.
“Who needs drugs when they’ve got the Love Angel?”
