_____by Sparkle
As the moonlight peeked thought the shutters of my window, I gazed at the beauty of her dark mahogany against my mocha skin. Loving every inch of her broad muscular back. Looking at her big strong aggressive hands, I am aching for her touch. No one's there, just her, her man and me.
She reaches for me. Her fingers spread across the back of my neck, while the other hand palms my ass. She pulls me close. Sweeping me off my feet. We are face to face now. She has that demonic look in her eyes. As if something had taken possession of her. No one's there, just her, her man and me.
She slowly grinds into me, letting me know that her man is there, that they have become one. There's no turning back, Mmm… she begins to kiss me. Tenderly, Her tongue probes my mouth. Our bodies begin to do a spiritual waltz, to the rhythmic sound pulsating from our hearts. No one's there, just her, her man and me.
Knowing that the introduction wasn't complete, feeling the need to know her and her man just a little better. I take man in hand. Kissing him with approval. Sucking him, not for his enjoyment, for hers. No one's there, just her, her man and me.
She lays me down. Never letting anything but him come between us. She slowly bows her head to me as if I was her Queen. Lining my thighs with tiny delicate kisses, as if she was placing rose petals on to them. She then indulges herself, with the sweet nectar of my exotic fruit. Tasting of it, as no one has ever done before. No one's there, just her, her man and me.
Juices emerged from my ebony hole. The scent of fragrant honeysuckles fills the air. With complete control she elevates my legs. Sound of joyous moans echoes though out the room. She allows her man to come fourth; the mounting was followed by miniature advancements, sliding small amounts, to intensive plunges. Causing me to beg, for more. No one's there, just her, her man and me.
She guides her man directly to the core of my being. Ripples of insane insanities run though my mind. Seeing euphoric colorful images. Movements of our bodies are perfection, only far surpassed by the next thrust of our hips. I wrap my long sleek legs around waist tight in fear that we might lose connection. We ignite into flames. No one's there, just her, her man and me.
Theirs no more her, him or me. We have become one, one body, one mind and one soul. I feel myself reach my climax. I submit willingly, she senses my final release, before letting loose. We seem to ricochet off one another. As she towers over me, her arms begin to shake. Until she collapse onto me. We quake, as distorted vowels erupt, adding to the already instrumental sounds being made. Sweet, hot, salty tease of utopia, Cascade down into my ears. We cling to each other. She jolts deeply into me, with every quiver. Giving me every inch, with each orgasmic discharge. Feeling that we were three and then become two, together we were one.
Knowing that no one's there, just her, her man and me.
