My lover’s notes
August 23rd, 2007A Man, a perfect man, she found him and she is the happiest woman on earth and she wants to please him, bring him to the dome of pleasure, that’s what she does…
My man is having a rest…
I am sitting near in silence trying not to breathe, so that THIS (something inexplicable and miraculous) wouldn’t slip away from me. I am looking at him with admiration and a happy smile rests on my face. Only now do I understand that there is something of a lion about him, somewhat imposing and graceful at the same time. My man is lying in bed, his body is relaxed and I see he is about to fall asleep.
I enjoy looking at his face which is calm and satisfied. Some locks of hair are resting on his forehead, his hair that I love so much which is of ivory color.
His eyes – those talking, intelligent miracles which are always full of thousands of thoughts, which are so cute when he smiles, they are resting now too together with My Man. My eyes stop on his lips so passionate and avid for feelings and I remember his excruciating and all-absorbing kisses and I feel shivers running down my back.
His hand slides down the silk bed sheet and my eyes start enjoying his palms.
His smart and skillful fingers are so great, if I had some talent I would most certainly dedicate a poem to these ten, skilled, impatient, tender brothers.
I ran my eyes over his body not leaving a single hair, a single moll without attention, I will never stop admiring his great body.
These moments I think that by nature men are more perfect than women. What can be more beautiful than a powerful chest covered with some light hair, his hips and of course his main Pride? This (perfect anatomic creature) has all the life in it. So many wonderful names are given to phallus in different languages, but the name of the most perfect creature is HE.
Yes, HE with a capital letter because it is He who shows me the harmony and greatness of nature! When I look at his phallus with admiration my mouth gets dry and my head gets dizzy with desire to touch this perfect hero.
As a rule I can never restrain myself for too long and I comfortably find my place between the legs of My Man. The tip of my tongue starts its way from the inner part of his left thigh. I move it up along his sensitive skin and soon get to his balls. (oh, what perfect things!) – I gently lick the thinnest skin and soon my mouth takes them fully in while my tongue keeps nursing them impatiently trying to get to the depths of his feelings.
Soon I hear my name whispered by My Man and this simple sound is better than the most gentle caress. I raise my eyes and see his face which is so dear to me. He silently watches me gently caressing my skin (which is so hot and sensitive). Keeping my eyes on his I keep caressing Him. His look makes me melt like an ice-cream and I smile (exposing my pink and swollen lips). My tender palm is nursing this beauty idol, the penis of My Man (there is nothing more perfect in this world!). His phallus starts surrendering to my caresses, it gets harder, bigger and changes its color, it turned into something fabulous. I stop for a second, enjoying his fascinating shaft but then, like a wild cat I charge my prey, I fall to my delight again. It’s already full of vital energy, so alive and pulsating. I took this dick fully in my mouth and lose my breath for a split of a second. I repeat this again and again taking his dick in and out. I see My Man moaning slightly with his mouth half open. It excites me even more and I dive my hand under his seducing butt. My tongue, meanwhile keeps its journey and stops on the sensitive skin of his thigh. My Man responds to my caresses with a moan and raises a bit to drive his dick deeper in my throat, I feel like his phallus is about to explode. This makes me so hot that I close my eyes and the excitement and the pleasure I am feeling make me moan.
We dive into ecstasy when nothing else exists but the sweet feeling of impending orgasm. My inner voice is telling me that I should open my eyes and see the euphoria moment of My Man.
And finally it comes!
His breath gets heavier, his moans get louder. His body muscles contract and for the last time I take his dick into my mouth, at the same time I keep licking his dickhead.
The juice of live starts its way pouring onto my tongue, slightly sour and astringent sperm is going down my throat but I try to keep this precocious liquid as I want to share it with My Man, share it in a kiss with him. My feelings almost take control of me, my body receives an electric shock and I feel thousands of tiny needles thrusting into me.
My Man is having a rest…
My eyes are wet with tears of happiness and my heart beats faster as I realize that He is mine.
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November 26th, 2007 at 6:41 am
stupid
January 16th, 2008 at 10:21 am
Ur dirty
March 25th, 2008 at 8:20 pm
you are sick