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His lips are softer than spun silk, his breath hotter than the gates of hell. He barely glanced my way, long enough to send the blood coursing through my veins to a molten rolling boil. The golden pipe placed in-between his lips; he lit. The drag that filled his lungs made me sigh with envy, and my mound twitch with want. Oh yes, I wanted. All I could get of him, I wanted.
As I drew into him, I could feel the heat of his chest and the swelling of his cock against my already desiring body. I needed his kiss at that moment. Opening my mouth, I breathed in his exhale, taking in all that he could offer. It was more than a passing of smoke. It was a passing of energy: a sharing of souls. I felt his presence enter inside, fill my lungs and travel to every cell, caressing and making love to each one.
His hand reached up to the back of my neck and gently touched my hairline as if he were letting me know that he was there. Yet, I already knew. He was already there, filling me more completely than I had ever experienced. A tantric moment that will ever be ingrained in my mind forever.
It is that moment that changed the way I make love to him forever. I no longer strive to please him; I strive to feel him. I want to feel his soul like that again. I want and need to feel his soul touching the most intimate parts of my body; the parts that no man can reach with what God has created. Jim gave me his spirit freely, and with his spirit, I will crave it for the rest of my life. It has become my drug; my psychological want that will forever haunt my memory. I am in a state of complete self-surrender to this man. He can make love to me with just a single kiss.
Our Souls Touched
by Olivia Archer
The warmth caressed my skin,
The energy rushed through by body like a raging river.
Our hands touched.
The sweet taste of love floated through my mouth
Like a sky full of soft clouds.
Our lips touched.
Together as one, in magical symphonic harmony,
We danced to the whispering song only we could hear.
Our bodies touched.
Welcoming the undeniable feeling of complete wholeness,
Without words, gestures or thoughts.
Embracing a moment in time shared only by us.
Our Souls Touched.
As I drew into him, I could feel the heat of his chest and the swelling of his cock against my already desiring body. I needed his kiss at that moment. Opening my mouth, I breathed in his exhale, taking in all that he could offer. It was more than a passing of smoke. It was a passing of energy: a sharing of souls. I felt his presence enter inside, fill my lungs and travel to every cell, caressing and making love to each one.
His hand reached up to the back of my neck and gently touched my hairline as if he were letting me know that he was there. Yet, I already knew. He was already there, filling me more completely than I had ever experienced. A tantric moment that will ever be ingrained in my mind forever.
It is that moment that changed the way I make love to him forever. I no longer strive to please him; I strive to feel him. I want to feel his soul like that again. I want and need to feel his soul touching the most intimate parts of my body; the parts that no man can reach with what God has created. Jim gave me his spirit freely, and with his spirit, I will crave it for the rest of my life. It has become my drug; my psychological want that will forever haunt my memory. I am in a state of complete self-surrender to this man. He can make love to me with just a single kiss.
Our Souls Touched
by Olivia Archer
The warmth caressed my skin,
The energy rushed through by body like a raging river.
Our hands touched.
The sweet taste of love floated through my mouth
Like a sky full of soft clouds.
Our lips touched.
Together as one, in magical symphonic harmony,
We danced to the whispering song only we could hear.
Our bodies touched.
Welcoming the undeniable feeling of complete wholeness,
Without words, gestures or thoughts.
Embracing a moment in time shared only by us.
Our Souls Touched.