something i wrote for a friend from the kalahari desert
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Posted:May 15, 2008 1:24 am
Last Updated:Apr 27, 2024 12:44 pm
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If i were a weary traveller walking the endless southern hardveld kalahari dunes, you would appear to me as a vision; pointing me towards the nossob river, where the dark clay strikes stark contrast to the bleached sands of the african desert. I find you as a fellow pilgrim of the sands; two weary souls lost in the endless ebb and flow of the shifting desert. We glance at each other, furtive glances, with me taking in the sight of your sensuous smooth skin and lustful physique the same way a starving man would eye a home cooked meal. The tension between us as thick as the thunderclouds in the rainy season...
We talk. Gently at first. My deep voice entrances you. My fingers playfully caress your hips while i artfully manouver the conversation to what is on both our minds. The pauses between my speech become pregnant with lust, and your breathing gets shallower. As the tension mounts, I break it off suddenly by getting up to make a fire to keep us warm, and to let the creatures of the night keep their distance from our reverie. There, as the skies darken, and the twigs crackle with delicious sparks of fire, we embrace.
By this time your arousal has so taken over your body that everything else is but a fleeting detail. All you can think about is my strong arms caressing your body; with the power of a leopard but with the precision and care of a stork in the water hunting its prey. Your nipples swell; deep dark beautiful rosebuds of desire. My hot tongue gently caresses and traces circles on your burning flesh. As it moves past your hips, and artfully avoids your nipples, you writhe with ecstasy. slowly, playfully, probingly, i get closer and closer. Finally, my tongue takes in the taste of your glorious nipples, and you arch your back and moan louder and louder. While my tongue is keeping your breasts busy, my hands move and slide up and down your body with the grace and fluidity of a sidewinder snake cruising the dunes. Every nerve ending i touch is set alight with the fire of sexual energy.
Finally, having taken my fill of your breasts, my head makes the sensuous but deliberate journey to the pot of honey that lies south. Tickling, licking, nipping, suckling and fondling its way down. I grab one of your legs and lift it high in the air. I kiss the back of your legs, starting from in behind the knee, and snake my way down. As i get closer to your beautiful treasure, i playfully lick just the sides; leaving you moaning and heaving. I repeat the same on the other side. With my hands fondling your breasts, I slowly work you into a frenzy by blowing on your hot, wet pussy, and giving it small, furtive licks. The licks get stronger, and your moaning gets louder. My manhood, engorged with blood, is pulsing with pleasure in anticipation of the feast to come. Finally I bury my head inbetween your legs, and give you the tongue lashing of a lifetime; a whirling dervish that could rival the khamsin, the sandstorm from the depths of hell. You scream with ecstasy and your fingers claw at the bare earth around us. The sand sticks to the sweat on your buttocks and back. Your hair flies sensuously everywhere, tickling you. You unconsciously put your finger in your mouth and bite, in an attempt to stifle the heat you feel swelling oh so beautifully from the centre of your being; radiating out to every single nerve ending in your body with the most intense pleasure.
By this stage you start tugging at me, indicating for me to enter you. My head comes up; our gazes meet, and i look deep into your eyes with a predatory lust, while you look back at mine with eyes clouded by desire and hunger. I straddle you gently, taking my time. Slowly and deliberately i slide my cock into your moist and sweet pussy. Inch. By inch. By inch. By inch, until I am buried in you to the hilt. I take in every second of this, and feel the blood swelling to my cock, while the warm feeling of your wet pussy drives me mad with passion. You are begging me to fuck you hard, but i refuse for the time; still holding your gaze with mine. With total control, I start pumping slowly, rhythmically, skillfully, yet powerfully. My cock slides in and out of you with such intense and deliberate passion that both of us shudder with pleasure. Gradually, as your moaning gets louder and louder, I build up my speed. By now we are bucking fast and hard. My forceful hands grab you and move you so quickly that before you even realise it, i have manipulated you into different positions, so i can penetrate you deeper and harder. My hands caress your soft, dewy skin as we fuck.
We fuck, and fuck...
By now, both of us are reaching climax, and we can feel it in each other's bodies and hear it in each other's voices. My pace quickens to the speed of a cheetah chasing its prey, and the sounds coming from me are of the lion stalking the night. You scream with passion and lust, with your beautiful breasts shaking violently from the colliding of our bodies. I growl and groan as I approach climax, and thrust so hard and so deep, while your body quivers with the built up energy of an atomic bomb. That's it... that's it!! Ohhh... Ohhhh!!!!
Aaah!! We both cry out with the most intense, pleasured screams and roars from the very core of our beings. The night birds respond to our cires by taking to wing, and fleeing the site of this frenzied, violent consecration. We both pulse with energy, as i squeeze the last few drops from my manhood into your swollen pussy. We lay there together, entwined, breathing heavy, taking the sight of each other in, and drinking deeply from the pleasure of total sexual fulfillment. After a few minutes that seem like hours, I kiss you on your beautiful, juicy lips, and stare into your eyes, with the fire of desire still burning strong in mine...
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