Dulce De Leche

We have shared so much “pillow talk”… bedside manor going to the wind after amazing fuck fests… secrets revealed… fantasies unfolded… talks of beaches with black sand, handcuffs, whips, leather, bad bitches and good weed…all that shit… baby your kinky… fuck it, I’m freaky….

Its Wednesday… infamous “hump day”… how many hump days have we spent fucking like libido driven rabbits in heat… I love Wednesday… this one is special baby… I have a surprise for you…

No peeping…. Close your eyes… I usually adore floor fucking but today is special… today the California king shall be our pleasure island… we need all the room we can get… hold me by the waist as I lead you to euphoria … is that your dick pressing against my ass? … This experience will be remarkable!

You can open your eyes, for now… I love when you look at me like that… I curse Eve for forcing Adam to eat that forbidden fruit… the freedom of nudity…  no clothes to inhibit this zeal propelling through my pussy… watching that hunger in your eyes, that craving to bite the tip of my clit ever so softly as if whispering your love to it… There is a pillow at the head of our love cavern… I will use the purple one that is at the foot… I see you smiling… you always know what the opposite pillows mean… lay… I’m soaked… kisses all over your chest, neck nibbles, my tongue traveling southward as your breathing gets heavier and I feel that quiver… that tremor that signifies your breaking point… I am such a tease…

Come here daddy… all day my thoughts have been clouded with images of your glorious dick feeding me as if I were a newborn… Sorry, if I am too rough… you always taste of honeysuckle and spearmint… your balls are never sweaty… damn sweetheart… how do you expect me to focus on the task at hand while your tongue is in direct competition with your dick as you slide that warm wetness in and out, in and out.. STOP daddy… I’m not ready to cum… today is special… there is still a surprise in store…

My yoni is overflowing in your mouth as the flavor that is you floods my taste buds… on any other Wednesday I would allow my mania to take over and force you to fuck the shit outta me… against the wall…my legs wrapped around your thin frame…  as I beg you to “fuck me harder” “beat that pussy up” “cum with me”… any other Wednesday I would have pried that magical tongue away from my pussy, threw you on your back, and rode you with my ass facing you so that you can watch as it quakes and shudders to the beat of ecstasy,… riding you as if I were a jockey straddling a prized derby horse… not today… I have a gift for you…

you have always been so good at what you do… you suck my pussy lips as if they  were glazed with the syrup of your favorite candy… you’ve always fucked me with the vigor of a porn star making his debut, placing me in positions that would amaze the most seasoned contortionist.. backshot king… you have spoiled my pussy and for that you deserve a little “treat”… now stop instigating my wetness, slowly move your tongue out of my pussy and let me go get it… wait, a few more minutes….

 Aaaaahhhhhh… the sweet relief of that first nut….communal release as we each divulge in the flowing rewards being released through love contributions… I now feel like Popeye after a huge ass bowl of spinach… DON’T MOVE!... I will be right back … eyes closed again young Jedi with the magnificent light saber … you may want to push over a bit…WE shall be right back…

Tadaaaaaa…. Open now… is that a look of disbelief?... say something!... or not… I’ve never seen you speechless… she is beautiful isn’t she… I would never ruin my baby’s fantasy with an ugly broad… only the best for my love… a tall, lean gazelle with skin that glows brighter than the rays of the evening sun… a little more petite than me but I figured that would offer some variety along with a little balance… kisses… my bubblegum blush mixes with her strawberry sensation… taste her… I’m not greedy… this is for you…

You grin because you know me so well… so my offering is a tad selfish…shrug… its Pixie… that freaky ass little alter ego of mine… I’ve  always wanted to murder that cat with my curiosity, scratch that whole girl kissing girl thing off my bucket list… masterminded this whole surprise… killing two birds with one stone… satisfying one man with two women…. Wiz would have been proud at this amazing display of bad bitches and good weed… jimmy Hendrix is hi fiving you from the grave…

So many bodies… 6 arms…3 immensely sexual beings… 2 lovers… one shared astonishing envisage of Eros… I kiss you… deeply… sharing the taste of our provisional lover… a kiss between lovers excited by the aura, scent and gazing eyes of our ravishing onlooker … I love you and for that I am instinctively possessive… our tongues intertwined in agreement to cherish our experience for it is not often that we are willing to share our world with an outsider…

For a moment we invite her in… gentle touches on every party of whichever random body charms our touch… kisses covering every available orifice and body part that is not currently occupied… I watch as she pleasures you… watching as I begin to explore that warm universe of moisture that your tongue is so familiar with… deep kisses to remind you that you are still mine… sucking your bottom lip as she sucks your massive dick… starting up where she leaves off to come up for air… I do not need air… you are my O2… roles reversed over and over… you taste me while I taste her… I lick you while she conquers my yoni… imagination, desire, the basic human instinct of hunger feeding the frenzy that we have created, in our California king paradise. .. we have transcended from the conundrum world of rudimentary sucking and fucking…  missionary, doggy style, sixty nine are all mere pleasantries in our realm of wonderment…. No rules, no boundaries, no complications that would interfere with my offering… a situation of taboo …the forbidden paragon of sexual state… impermissible cacoethes…

One is good… two is better… three is bliss…good things come in threes… third times a charm…. Dulce de leche ….

~Viola Monroe