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Dear Diary: I Could Just Cry…..if you can make it come true
Written by Pep aka blkpepper
Baby there are a thousand things I want to explore with you, and that part of my life is never going to change. I miss breathing into you with heads tilting to the side, tongues extended like a sample taste test of romance and passion. Slowly and forceless feeling you with my eyes closed as my silent moan to have you becomes a pitch of sound. My eyes feel the warmth of dreams come true as your hands intertwined with mine and our bodies push in motion. I've been working so hard lately that I just can't afford to lose you. I want to show you how much you were missed. We are unraveling layers. My coat, your jacket, my hat, your cap. Stepping out of shoes and stockings, unlacing boots and jeans..never really wanting to loose the first kiss of the evening. "Hello" and "Hi", and we smile because the dream of us is "we" real satisfied.
We've always wanted a house, a place to make love without interruptions. I worked and went to school with the reward of seeing you in my cheering section upon graduation. You are my all that I have in a Phamily. I'd leave any town to be with you so long as it could be you and I - nothing else serves a purpose of interest. Phamily first, Phamily sticks together. And if we never marry in my heart I know I will always love you because you never had to buy me.
I've wanted you to run through my slippery river sipping every aspect of ripened juice from me since the first time I saw you. But how can I love you and not be considered fast? Getting or giving fast things never last and I wanted you to be mine, on the other side of the door. Our love, our home, our everything in the grand commitment.
Kiss upon kiss, slowly I can feel you guiding me. Your hand on my corporate attire, unloosing me from the inside out and in. My wetness increases because I vowed to never hold back and yet..finally I am free to love you. Stripped down to my brassiere you are on me and I'm lost in a corner where my exhale is heavier than my light head. Your leg in between mine, riding me from the soft pleasure to an awakened state. Your actions in body.."I must have you now, the very wonderful pleasure of you this instant"..and you know exactly how to adjust this dance into a temperature of desire where I have no reason to defend.
So long I have waited for this moment. First day at the job you gave me roses. Two red, two orange, two yellow, two green, blue and purple..oooh, yes I never forgot. The kisses you give my breasts when they glide the outline of your lips when we are like this…feels so good. I've never had anyone take both in each hand and do what you do. My heart races and is pulsating inside me harder and you loving me as you always have, lifting my leg grinding me into pure bliss in a hot liquid mess.
Gently we slide with the wall as you hold both my thighs in a way where I am safe to fall on unfolded legs. And I can't stop loving you no matter how hard I tried. You grab me, again and again climbing up my skin and this is where I usually say stop. But I can't keep doing that to both of us…you are such a good lover to me that I can't stop you wanting to please me. So do it. Make love to me….please?
After dinner the massage you gave me with the Peppermint soap and water on the hot microwave hand towels after the milk bath was sensational. But rinse me in the candle light thru the glass doors was more of something in a tongue towel that I will never "fore"-get.
And as we fall into the slumber laying spoon in spoon drifting under the glowing ceiling stars anoutdoor soundtrack…I feel and wake to….
"Oh my goodness, your tongue is so hot" across my navel. It's like small nibbles but just enough for me to clear a path where you can get what you so rightfully deserve. The odorless and tasteless me. I'm so dazed I have no idea what's happening in the darkness. You are barley on me, and my body is gyrating in a motion and I am so wet. Please baby…hurry, I can't..wait any longer for cuffs and toys
You've pulled my hair seductively but it never felt like that. And as you lick my toes, sucking on the heel of my foot with open mouth I can only imagine what you are going to do to me next. Up my calves with bunny kisses, sucking on my knees, rubbing my breasts, running your fingertips to keep me in flow, you grab my thighs. Your arms over the top and the palm of your hands on my skin pulling your mouth closer to me. On the bed but the heat is unbearable. The sheets are pulling you closer and you were never afraid to venture into me. Never had to question my Faithfulness because you knew how to love a Wife so I would never stray.
Parted just enough as not to be overexposed you kiss my lips and gently lay your tongue in what must be the slowest, longest lick ever. It won't be much longer for me before I please you. As hard as I am with my body pushing toward you. You've moved me with your hands, licked me in anyway I asked, and softly sucked me to a point where my legs quiver. My breasts are riding circular and I've never felt this good, this reason and peak to explode on my own fantastic freedom and just as my the sound of my voice begins to crack in a word of moan and warning, my grip increases and so does yours. I am erect in pleasure that hardens and you ease just enough passion to let the skin pull way and…and…my body jerks uncontrollably and you follow drinking me like a spring overflowing.
Pushing from inside I spread giving you all of me, and wrapping my thighs around your neck. Take it and give it here, in and out again, and your head between my breasts and again I discover you loving me as I lay in free butterfly transformed from my cocoon.
Every time I see a Womyn, I could just cry.
"What she gets and what she gives in the opportunity to love outside
of herself, is so magnificent that the World would recognize her as
"LOVED"". -Pep
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