Intimate…

Mood: We laid here for moments listening for heart beats and unspoken words, our hands caressing flesh and gliding around curves. We met at the lips, sharing breaths as our intentions shifted. Now here we are, you and I, becoming intimate. -Valerie Rene’a

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Never Knew…

I never knew it could get better

better than this

we became more than intimate

more than just a kiss

more than the sensations that ran through our fingertips.

We revelled in the moment

moments like this

momentarily losing ourselves

exchanging energy as our passion

was revealed; sealing and binding us together.

Never have I known anything better

we were love exposed

love unscripted

love exhaled in bliss

love within every hour

of

every minute

stopping 

just to start all over again.

and 

again

my body becoming your

second language 

and you’ve yet to enter it.

Never have I known anything better

better than this

better than

this 

love

we’ve experienced! -Valerie Rene’a

Beauty and Her Beast Part 4

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She stood up, pushed him onto the bed and begin to spread his legs apart. She then climbed on top of him, and looked at him with defeat in her eyes. He wanted her even if it was at the expense of his power. She sat there mounted on her beast, beauty reached back placing his dick between her ass cheeks. She rubbed her wet pussy onto his skin, grinding at the same time jerking his dick with her booty muscles. He reached for her, but she stopped his hands pushing them down on the red sheets.

“No sir”, she said.

His dick throbbed,  his eyes peered up at her small but thick frame as he momentarily released his control. She leaned forward tasting his lips as she shook her ass against his solid staff. She loved this control. Reaching over to a nearby dresser she pulls out a pair a solid red handcuffs and attached them along with his hands to the bed, she wanted to tame her beast.

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She climbed onto his face, dropped her frame onto his awaiting mouth then stood back up. He licked his lips savoring the sample of flavor she left. She sits again a bit longer then gets up again only after a few licks. It tormented him, her sweet juices teasing his throat. He groaned “fuck”. She squats down placing her finger on his lips. “No sir”

She then slowly placed her lips on top of his as his tongue serenaded her arrival. She arched her back rocking back and forth as his tongue stretched out to her swollen clit. Her juices leaked onto his tongue and down his throat as he relished every drop. She smothered his face with her pussy as he begged for more. He wanted to be freed from his restraints but  being on the opposite side of his pleasure enticed him even more.

Releasing him, she then turns around, getting in the 69 position. He fell weak to her jaws massaging his man hood. She allowed him to enjoy both pleasure of his submission, her round firm ass covered his face while her sexy mouth wrapped around his dick. Her juices leaking out of his mouth, off his beard only to drain down his chest and off to the side. His hands begin to clutch her waist, pulling her ass into his face more. He licked her from the top of her ass to the opening of her pleasure hole penetrating it with his tongue. She moaned in delight.

She could feel his body tightening beneath her as her head became uncontrollable swallowing him. His dick ventured past her tonsils to the back of her that, he couldn’t take it anymore. He violently pushes her off his face, the juices on his chest made it slippery enough that she slides all the way done to his dick. Lifting her by her waist he forces his dick deep inside her. The tables begin to turn, and he once again takes control.

He grips her hair from the back making her chin lift towards the air. She let’s out a loud moan. He rotates his hip driving his dick between her wet lips. She felt the pressure of his dick push into her stomach, fighting the urge to scream she braced herself by placing her hands on the side of his thighs but he was having no parts of that. Still inside her he lifted up pushing her face down into the red sheets.

“You going to feel all of this dick is that clear”, he deeply grunted.

She didn’t respond, so he pushed deep down inside of her as he gripped the top of her ass. She screamed panting, “Yes sir, yes sir I will I promise”

“Good girl”, he said reducing some of the pressure, she stroked his already large ego. He was now ready to let her taste every inch.

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Beauty and Her Beast Part 3

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He led her to the bed laced with red silk sheets, you could see in her eyes that she was eager to feel him within her thighs. He wasn’t ready to penetrate her inside just yet, he had a taste for her, a taste that she knows of. He stood in front of her, pushing up on her chin so that she could stare in his demanding eyes.

“Take my pants off” he told her.

She started at his zipper, “slowly” he says.

She steadied her hands and slowly made way to the zipper. His pants fell to his ankels. His dick was so hard that it was no longer inside his boxers, but protruding out of the opening. She was familiar with this piece of art work, but each encounter became a new experience. Her tongue has never danced along his naked flesh, but here it was peering back at her. She helped him out of his boxers and placed them to the side. Saliva began to gather at the base of her tongue, she awaited the moment for him to give her permission to proceed. He traced his dick around the lining of her lips, motioning to enter her yearning mouth but he pulls back.

“Not yet, my good girl” he says.

She panted, groaned like child being teased with food, he instructed her to fix her face she did as she was told she sat there salivating. He instructs her to open her mouth, she complied spreading her full lips. He rubs the head around the frame of her lips that were dressed in red. She wanted to grab for him but stayed obedient. He finally placed it between her lips. She had it, her present. Her mouth watered on the tip, his hand still restricted her from going further.

He tells her to look up at him, look at him with those walnut sized eyes. He released his manhood, then placed a hand on the back of her neck. She thought he’d never let go, she attacked it like it was going to melt. Sucking and sobbing down as far as she could saliva seeping from the sides of her mouth dripping onto her breast; he loved it. He told her to rub it on her nipples and she obliged, his head tilting back from pleasure making her friut water.  She was becoming wetter by the minute.

“Oh fuck that’s my good girl, suck that dick just like that”, he moaned with pleasure.

She pulled out all the stops, sucking his dick from the side as she stroked it like it was a thick flute.  Her pussy juices marinating beneath her. She wanted to feel his lips,  those lips of command.

With his hand behind her neck as guidence, he drove her head forwarded onto him filling up her entire mouth. The look of shock and pleasurable anguish on his face as her pace became erratic,  made her feel a slight reward at him weakening. He was slowly becoming submissive from the pleasure that plaques his dominance. He tried to separate himself from the wet strands of her pulsating lips, but she just kept pulling him back in.

He was engulfed in her liquid thirst, as it overflowed onto the floor. She stared at him letting him know he was no longer in charge. An almost devilish laugh can be heard between the cracks of her lips gliding off his dick. Her eyes spoke the language that her lips couldn’t speak. With shaky knees he bends down to kiss her, passing off his influence. She was reminded then of the past nights of when her control was nonexistent, but tonight it was going to be different.

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Beauty and Her Beast Part 2

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As the cold steel closed around her wrist, she simultaneously felt her legs being coerced apart by him. She clinched her eyes tightly together, not out of fear but out of obedience. She could feel the warmth from his breath beating against the nape of her neck, followed a warm slither of his tongue. Her neck fell back more, accepting his invite. He reached from behind, grabbing at her breast while pushing his bulge firmly against her. She started to speak, but he quickly shut her up.

He tells her “You only speak when spoken to, do you understand?”

With a swift nod, she signals yes.

From his pocket, he pulls a small leather paddle and beings to walk around her, trailing the smooth fabric. He swatted at her ass cheeks, making her tense up. She could taste the leather on her skin, with each slight pop she moaned. She could feel her juices marinate inside of her and trickle down her inner thigh. He massaged the paddle against each cheek it warm the area. He gripped one cheek with one hand held the paddle in the other asking her repeatedly, “who’s my good girl?”

“Me daddy”, she moaned.

Her voice sent shock waves to his dick, he gripped it as he look at her. He then took the leather paddle and rubbed her nipples, she twisted with pleasure,  biting her lips. He then took his index finger and rubbed her clit, if not for the restraints she would have tumbled to the floor. After he had his fill, he removed his finger then allowed her to clean it. She sucked it, tried to swallow it, damn near choking. Saliva spilled down her chest causing her breast to glisten as she panted, her chest inflating and deflating. Her nipples hardened. He tells her to open her eyes she looks in the mirror admiring her own body, knowing her taste.

He releases her cuffs, her hands fall to her side. He tells her to turn around and face him. He reaches down and grabs her ass and begins to clap her ass together. She heard the slapping of her nectar as he pulled her cheeks apart and closed them repeatedly as he watched in the mirror. His cologne filled her nose she felt the heat of his neck. She wanted him but obeyed him until he was ready to be taken by her.

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I’ve been waiting

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I’ve been waiting on this, for this moment, for you and I to meet here again, for my cool steel to coat you with my sin. And by the look in your eyes I saw you were waiting for me to begin. I saw how much you wanted to please me, and even though you couldn’t speak, a nod was all that I would need. Tightly I pulled at the chains, spreading your knees, and you were as wet as could be. Streams turning seas. Tides calling out to the shores to meet. Beg me, beg me as my fingers find placement at you tender spot, as your gagged filled mouth muffle moans pleading me to stop. Beg me as my mouth sits at the cusp of your spout. Fleshed being gripped, body being tossed around.

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