"Perversity is the human thirst for self-torture"

"Perversity is the human thirst for self-torture"

A Story by Jay
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Took the line from Edgar Allan Poe just thought it'd fit the story.

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"Slam!!" the door slammed shut. Her shirt was off and my shirt was
unbuttoned. It was quick as I recalled the rush was uncontrollable. We
dropped to her bed and my lips roamed free about her neck. I could feel
her heartbeat against my chest and it was beating dramatically. My shirt
was now off and I could feel her breast touch my chest. It only made me
want to press my chest harder against her. It was a rush, but I stopped
for a second and thought about it. I could see her eyes were screaming
more, her pupils were dilated and it just screamed more. I stopped and
looked at her, our breathing was unbalanced but I told her to slow down.
I kissed her again this time slow and I could actually get a hold of
what her lips were actually like. They were tender and felt wet. No
words exchanged just the sound of breathing. I grabbed her, turned her
around and now her back was facing me. I went down and started kissing
her back. Slowly I moved her hair out of the way. I started in her neck
at the tip of her spine and let my lips caress her gently. Her skin was
soft and my lips were loving the taste of passion. I got my hand and
placed it in her back, I started sliding my fingers lightly against the
left side of her back and kissing her on the right side. I worked my way
down and my lips slide on the passage of her skin. I got to the point
where here bra was the only strip of clothing preventing total nudity of
her back. I bit the strip of her bra with my teeth and lifted up a
little bit then I gently placed it back down so that my lips could touch
her skin. I unhooked her bra, it was black as i recall. I watched as
the nudity unfolded in my eyes and it made me mad with sensuality. I
wanted to feel every bit of her, from head to toe. I kissed her some
more slowly making my way down. I could feel her breathe heavily. I kept
touching her back with my hands and sliding them across, up and down
with the tip of my fingers. I turned her around and her bra was still
pressed against her breast and I started kissing her lips and felt that
piece of clothing against my chest. My lips they were the greatest
weapon at the moment. I continually kissed her lips slowly and i started
to work my way down. My breath lingered on her neck and our breathing
was unbalanced once again. It was hot, or bodies entwined. I made my
lips caress her skin with just the tip, no kissing, just the tip and i
slide them up and down her neck. My lips made it to her chest. I could
feel her heartbeat in my lips as i slid them down. I removed the bra and
she was topless. They looked firm and I grabbed them with both my hands
and went back to kissing her. I was starting to get hard as my fingers
stroked her n*****s and they seemed to get hard too. I couldn't stop, it
was hypnotizing and the feeling took control, i kept stroking her
breast in a circular motion, they were firm, round and a handfull, and I
was getting harder. I couldn't stop kissing her and all of a sudden i
felt her hands go down towards my pants, she was unbuckling my belt and i
just let it happen. I was lost in the moment. I was hooked on her lips
and my hands were now unbuttoning her jeans. I dragged them down and
they were off and she was now in panties. I did her the favor of taking
of my jeans and so now there was only one piece of clothing that kept us
from being nude. I went back to kissing her and know my left hand was
underneath her back and my right hand was sliding down her neck gently
passing her chest down by her hip slowly and finally feeling her thigh. I
did this in an up an down motion from her knee and up and i felt her
breathe hardly. Her hands were pressed against my back like if glued.
Her skin was flawless and the moment was intense. We were under sheets
and our legs were intertwined. I kept kissing her for quite a while from
her lips to her neck slowly like if i had all the time in the world. I
was still not hard enough. My hands were free to roam the passage of her
skin. I took my right hand and slid it under her panties as i slowly
slid in there with my hand flat. I felt a sensation as i went under
there. I touched it, it was tender and divided. As i did this she felt a
feeling, and she twitched, she lifted her body up a bit like stretching
and took in a breath louder than the whispers of the night. My hand
fondled with it in an up and down motion and i felt it getting moist. I
kept kissing her as my hand was stroking her slowly. She got wet. I kept
stroking it as I gently slid my ring and middle finger in a very wet
opening. Her breathing got louder, I kept going in and out, fingering
her as the rush filled her in like my fingers sliding so easily in
between those lips. Her hands were now gripping by my back and she was
breathing louder than ever. I felt her inside clenching my fingers and i
stopped. Her face was flushed in red and her eyes screamed more. Ive
gotten hard by then and I was ready to go. I took of her panties and I
took off mmy clothing. We were nude. I put it in there and it slid right
in. It was wet and warm. It was ecstasy. It was tight and i could just
feel it as I put it in and out. Every entrance was enjoyable and she
would so show it in her moans. It felt good, all this unexplainable
pleasure. I wanted more. She turned me over and she was now on top of
me. It was all a rush, It was like if they were grabbing it while
bending it slowly. Plus all the moist pleasure, it was something out of
this world. She rode the ride really good with experience, we switched
again and now i was on top of her. I kept going at it, deeper as she
demanded it, faster she also wanted it. She wanted me inside of her and
she wanted it good. I gave it to her for an hour or so and then i came. I
felt a pulsing down there as I felt a relief with ecstasy at the same
time. Everything was wet and warm. Soft, wet and warm. Satisfaction.

© 2011 Jay


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Jay
Jay

Watsonville, CA



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