Velvet Touch, Wet Desire

The rain hammered against the windows of the secluded cabin, mirroring the frantic pounding in my chest. He was a primal force, a raw, untamed energy that consumed every inch of my being. He had found me vulnerable, lost in the solitude of the wilderness, and now he held the reins of my desire, pulling me deeper into a world of exquisite pleasure and unbridled lust. The scent of pine and damp earth mingled with the intoxicating aroma of arousal, creating an atmosphere thick with anticipation.

As he moved closer, my body responded instinctively, arching slightly as he settled beside me on the plush velvet sofa. His weight pressed against my side, a gentle yet insistent pressure that sent shivers down my spine. The warmth of his body radiated through my skin, igniting a fire within me. He began to stroke my backside, his movements slow and deliberate, each caress a promise of what was to come. His hand moved down my lower back, teasing the sensitive nerves, before gently lifting my leg, wiggling it closer to his hard cock. The anticipation grew with every passing moment, a delicious torment that left me breathless.

His touch was electrifying, a potent combination of tenderness and dominance. He worked his finger slowly between my legs, sending waves of pleasure rippling through my body. As he pulled back, he paused, his eyes locking with mine, a silent invitation that I couldn’t resist. He had me completely under his spell, lost in the intoxicating dance of lust and desire. My lips parted involuntarily as he slid his finger into my wet, inviting pussy, a sensation that sent shivers down my spine. I whimper softly, surrendering to the exquisite torture.

“You’re wet,” he whispered, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through my bones. He leaned in close, pressing his lips against my neck, tasting the salty nectar of my arousal. “You like, huh?” I moved my hips in agreement, yearning for more, and he sensed my need, acknowledging my desire with a knowing smile. His hand, now hard as a rock, pressed against my back, a constant reminder of the pleasure he held within his grasp. The rain continued to fall, providing a soothing soundtrack to our passionate encounter.

He pulled me closer, wrapping his arms around me, drawing me into a tight embrace. The heat of his body intensified, igniting a blaze of pleasure within me. As he completed his entrance, a primal moan escaped his lips, “hmmm,” followed by a whispered, “Baby, it feels so good.” His hands moved to my breasts, expertly teasing the sensitive tissue, while my own joined him, circling his hard member in a rhythmic dance of ecstasy. “My cock is gonna explode with excitement,” he groaned, his voice thick with anticipation.

I wiggle my hips in acceptance, feeling the heat radiating from his body. His hot breath brushed against my neck, sending shivers down my spine. “Hmmm, ahhh, ahhh. I want to cum soooo bad,” he moaned, his words a fervent plea that resonated deep within my soul. I could feel my wetness increase, a sign of the impending climax. He slid my hand down over my mound to my swollen clit, guiding my fingers as we both prepared for the inevitable.

“Work it for me,” he told me, his voice husky with desire. “I want you to cum.” With his hand on mine, I began slowly circling my clit, intensifying the pleasure with every revolution. “Yeah, baby, like that. Does that feel good?” he asked, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. “Hmmm, ahh, ahh. Oh, yessss, it’s amazing,” I moaned, completely lost in the moment.

“Are you gonna cum?” he questioned, his voice laced with urgency. “Ohhh, ohhh,” I whimpered, unable to contain my mounting pleasure. He urged me on, “Keep going. I know you like it. I can feel your pussy’s so wet, so hot and inviting. Oh, baby,” he encouraged, “Cum on my hard cock!” He punctuated his command with an upward thrust, sending a jolt of electricity through my body.

With that final push, I reached the point of no return. A loud, involuntary shriek escaped my lips, “It’s there! I’m gonna cum!” He felt my body begin to jerk and shake in complete ecstasy, his hands pulling me closer as he braced himself for the release. He started thrusting so hard that he had to hold me tighter, unable to let go of this moment of pure, unadulterated pleasure. “Oh, baby, you make so so hot! Ahhh. Hmmm, it’s coming. I’ma have to go!” And with his last, desperate thrust, he held it as his stream of cum shot through my pussy.

I felt his hardness pulsating inside me, and it made me want to cum again. I moved my hips, and he sensed my hands moving down below, anticipating my next move. “You want to cum again?!” he asked, his voice filled with excitement. He replaced my hand with his, spreading my lips, and swiping my clit with long, slow strokes. “Right there! I’m gonna cum.” “Don’t stop!” he insisted, as I rode it out, my body shaking with every movement. “I love when your body shakes,” he whispered, watching me with an expression of pure pleasure. But I couldn’t take any more and pulled his hand away, a silent signal that I was done. He chuckled, a deep, rumbling sound that sent shivers down my spine. “Baby, I love you,” he said as he held me close, savoring the moment.

As the rain began to subside, we slowly drifted apart, our bodies intertwined in a tangled mess of limbs and desire. I felt his man part go soft and fall out as we just lay there and drift off to sleep, lost in the aftermath of our passionate encounter. It was times like these, moments of intense pleasure and unbridled lust, that I never wanted to end. The cabin was still filled with the lingering scent of arousal, a testament to the powerful connection we had forged. As I closed my eyes, I knew that this encounter would forever be etched in my memory, a reminder of the raw, untamed desire that lay dormant within me, waiting to be unleashed. The rain had stopped, and a sliver of moon peeked through the clouds, casting a soft, ethereal glow over our secluded sanctuary. It was a perfect ending to a perfect night, a night of pure, unadulterated pleasure and unforgettable passion.

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