fucking conjunctivites

randoMUSING

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oh, a goddess, she is divine- and so voluptuary. the shy encounters demise and lust propels throughout like poison fields whenever she is near.

I worship her.

Every man could stare right at her, tuck their hands into their pockets to grapple at their hard-on ; minds spiralling with covet thoughts. Those of unholy whims, lewd and ineluctable.

I can die filling my mind with thoughts of her, Oh, my goddess. She is the paramount of beauty and the dictator of sex. Anyone will wait out kneeling in the cold in a fervent prayer, just for a moment to bury their tongues between her legs and taste her honeyed nectar.

Oh, sweet acquiescent bliss.

Her eyes were transfixed upon me, those beguiling orbs, the multitudinous colors enraptures me. I caught a whiff of her musky womanly scent. My manhood throbbed painfully, wanting release, wanting her dewy lips parting to embrace my shaft.

She stood up, towering above me. I felt less than human, less than dust. I knelt, and she pressed against me, my face between her thighs. She wore a luxurious robe, smooth and shiny. She tugged at the strings and the robe fell onto the floor.

her every move had me bewitched.

Silk butterflies flitted through me in a rhapsody, and the frenzy almost made me motion sick. Her soft furry mound was now against my lips. I parted my lips, yearning for a taste. She stopped me, her delicate snowy hand firmly grappling my hair. Her immaculate lips twisted into a tiny smirk.

With her free hand, the goddess sank her silky finger into her rosebud colored cleft. She let out soft perpetual moans. Her precious nectar trickled down her sculpted legs. My mouth was wet, my tongue screamed for a lick.

" Drink it. " my goddess instructed. I complied, unfurling the hunger i kept inside me. It was so sensuous, i devoured the cascading juice ravenously. She tasted so sweet, like honeysuckles and wild roses. My hard-on was ebbing so hard, i almost spilled. But i controlled. I wanted to save it all, - for my beloved queen.

" Touch yourself. " comes the next order. It was a tricky task. Mere cerebration of the goddess could already trigger erogenous reactions. Now that she was performing such an act,the result of jerking off will be culpable.

I gripped my manhood, goosebumps tingled upon my skin. My mind tried to belie that nocuous movement of my hand. The goddess laughed, her peals of laughter resounding through my mind like gentle wind chimes.

Just as my erection felt that it was about to burst, the goddess jerked hard at my hair. Sharp pain shot through my body, pulling my climax down to null. Oh goddess, she was so adept at reading me, like flowing sand, like an open book.

She beckoned me to her love nest, her body moving adroitly, sensually. Her flawless gait seems to have no friction, no collision, as though she floats. She lie, amongst her pillows, fat with soft downy plume, her skin stands out from the wine colored tapestry and intricate bedding.

She's like a masterpiece.

I bent forward, to kiss her toes, and then sat down beside her. She flicked her honeycomb colored hair away from her face, gingerly, her lips puckered into a slow tease. She trailed her lovely finger down to her palm sized mounds, encircling her erect nipples, pink with delight.

" Taste them ". I was anticipating such an order. I pounced at her downy breasts, relishing each bite with gratitude, I licked and nibbled at her left nipple, and played with her right one with my fingers. Her breasts were soft yet firm to touch, smelling like roses and paperhearts.

Thee!, i'm a volitional captive of your ethereal seduction.

My goddess screamed with ecstasy, the bedsheets dampened with smell of her sex. She pushed me away and down, right down to where i desired to satiate my lustful hunger. She parted her legs, showing her perfect valley which was trickling profusely with her endless nectar.

I lunged at her pearl-like clitoris, teasing and sucking till she vibrates, as like an earthquake throughout the entire universe. I inserted my finger into her saccharine cavity, feeling my way for her sweet spot. I consumed her juice and milked her dry.

My fingers made a juicy, squishy sound against her sex, churning up a sea against her velvet thighs. I burrowed deeper, my tongue working sedulously. I feel her breathing fluctuating simultaneously. The notion brings excitement within me in a paroxysm.

Oh goddess, let me offer myself to you, across your holy altar.

She moans and arched her body in a rhythmic motion. She then signaled me to stop, affixing a feral stare, igniting an array of fireworks upon my heart. " Now fuck me. " My goddess parted her legs wider, her lush furry mound stained with sweat and juice, her crevice opening and beckoning.

Even crude words were sexy, upon the lips of my goddess.

My manhood quivered at those three sacred words and wet itself, spewing transparent lubrication. The goddess stuck out her finger, swiping off the pre-cum, her tongue flickering to receive the masculine odor i produced. My heart convulsed at the thought of my cum entering her holy body and i shuddered with sheer delirium.

I mounted her, with trembling hands, i guided my manhood to her awaiting entrance. I plunged deep into her valley, my erection coated with her juice. I cupped her flailing breasts, meshing my thighs against hers, going faster and harder with each penetration.

Resistance is futile, as like the universe, my goddess is. I am but a star.

Our bodies worked in a dynamic synchro ; magical stealth. She gripped the bedsheets, her blood red nails digging furiously. She throws her head back, letting out a loud cry of euphoria. " COME. " she screams, and as she has expected it, I released just as she did, our juices engaged in a mid-air battle in her womb. My ejaculations were fierce, as i delved into her, spilling all of me deep into her.

As we were in an exhausted embrace, my goddess planted a kiss on my forehead.
" I love you. " those words that left her lips caused my humble heart to haul into an overdrive.


It may be a cosplay on our part, but deep inside, she was indeed my goddess.

now, and forever.

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inspired by " She comes stars " in the book : Garden of the perverse. This is one of my most feminist and abstract writings ever.

Lmao. my eye is still swollen. Fucken conjunctivitis.


Question of the day : Is it possible to love two with one heart?



Im currently using firefox. apparently cocked up netbrowsers are driving me crazy. my IE can upload photos but ff can't. and i didn't realize till now. So yeah pardon my this really boring piece of essay, i will post photos using my fucking ie the next time i blog.

WHICH IS PROBABLY LATER because of my fucking eye i am confined to these 4 walls and one laptop ( penis as i named it )

Are you sleepy after reading my writing. Here, watch this

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jp9BSW38bXg&feature=PlayList&p=94FD83A83A4212BF&playnext=1&playnext_from=PL&index=50


all thanks to jeric. motherfucker! night you bitches.