Intro : If you are looking for story that have happy endings then you wo n't find many of those in my writings. I write based of the climate I 'm in an most of the time I write is because I 'm in a mysterious ( usually dark ) mood. A little bit about me, I 'm a U.S leatherneck, love being a Marine but ca n't wait to get out and experience my life in other space. I 'm 6'0, 160 lbs and nice an toned. The story below is one of the many terribly intense dreams I 've had throughout the last few years. pull through your sympathy cause I do n't like for it. Feedback is appreciated as long as it is constructive or praise. If all you have to say is affront, save it because it is n't going to injure my feelings in the slightest. Otherwise enjoy the taradiddle and entrust me some feedback please.

A knock at my door, my telephone set showing one in the good morning. I here the lightning crack as i begin to here the rain pouring. Another knock, as i opened the door. Blinking away the sleep I almost did n't consider it but there you were standing in what looked like a pea coat but longer. It was about mid thigh completed with a set of pitch-dark rush that zipped up the side. As I stand there shocked and awed, you look up at me and ask `` can I come in, I 'm getting wet. '' as you bite your bottom lip in the way you know I love. You come in and close the door behind you. With a sonant clink of the latch the door is locked. You guide me till I set down on my bed, standing In front of me, you slowly undo the buttons of the coat. It falls to the trading floor revealing all of your silky marble like tegument barely covered by the aphrodisiacal inglorious lingerie I 've ever seen. Black trimmed in flannel lace, corset style top with just a little frilly thong that covers just enough to set my imagination on ardor. You look at me, run your fingers through my hair's-breadth and whisper.. '' touch me, cook me yours again '' As I stand up I slide my finger tips from your second joint up across your ass and follow the curve of your tailspin up to the back of your neck and twist you in for a kiss that seemed to quit meter itself. As we kissed I unzipped your top and let it fall from your articulatio humeri. I began to glide my finger's breadth crest across your thighs and the thin textile covering your pussycat as your teat brushed against my chest. The adept causes you to shudder and let out a soft groan. You begin to decipher the outline of my peter with your finger's breadth tips through my boxers causing me to tense up for a sec. You grinned and leaned in to me as I slip my script underneath that tiny sinister band of your scanty and sneak them to the floor. You push my pugilist down and press me back on the bed in a sit around position. Your men wrapped around my neck just barely above my rooster that ached so bad for attention. You whisper between heavy breaths.. '' I need this, I need you '' and with that you lowered yourself as far as you could as we both moaned into each other. You just set for a minute as I kissed and nipped at your cervix. Then you slowly started moving, grinding your clit against me each metre you plunged yourself as deep as it would go. I feel you beginning to tense as I begin to shake back in Forth in rhythm as you fall. I wraps my arms around and pull out you down harder now causing me to settle even rich inside you until your senses snap, latent hostility breaks and you squeeze my body against yours as you go through what is the most intense consequence of bliss I 've ever felt a woman go through. After you 've had a schnorchel, I pick you up without separating and lay you down on the bed. Slowly starting back up to speed with our rhythmic cause. You begin to moan in clip as I hit your clit with each thrust. My pecker is hurting at this point. Throbbing, and aching for release. I begin pounding into you like a man possessed. Every brass ending in our consistence firing off like like the crack of the lightning flashing through the windowpane. As I reach my breaking percentage point, you tense and our orgasms wash over us in unison. We lay there, breathing hard, still together. After some clip I finally roll off as I go to pull you close to me you shy away. You move to get off my bed and something about your helping hand haul my eye. silver grey, set with small diamond that sparkle as the lightning snaps with a flashbulb that takes all of my smell with it. `` what ... how could you ? '' You smile as your getting coiffure and say `` hush, you know we both needed this. '' I just stare at your hand, `` He ? '' `` asked me to marry him '' as you finish my sentence. `` Thats why I 'm here after all, our wedding is a couple hours away from here on the beach and I needed a good fuck. '' Seconds of muteness that feel like minute. Emotions leave my heart an discharge eggshell as they flee from its insensate bosom. Broken is not the Bible for how I feel, I look into your eyes as yours fill instantly to the brim with reverence. At a tint barely above a susurration as I say `` Get out. '' Without even a thought of hesitation you leave, shutting the door behind you. I set ... as my heart begins to burn from exposure to the hard, frigidity, South Frigid Zone grave it began to slip in to.

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