Carnal amatory

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Drunk after a night of hanging out with girlfriends it was late and I was fuckable. Single but knowing where to turn, my hearts little desire was only a phone call away. So I sat to read some poetry on erotica and play some music while I wait. Far too much energy to just sit pulsing through me as he walks in the door, wine bottle in hand. Already I am pleased. Does not take much and I decide we need to dance. It is not hard to wiggle to just about anything, for I have been dancing just about everything sense I was 13 or so. But my favorite will and always will be some good old bump and grind, being the whitest girl in my school I had to learn to hang. More wine is placed in hand and I just let the music take over my body and put on a show. Hands following my curves, showing off how limber I can be. Kind of a R & B, Latino, stripper thing going on as I move to the beat. He has taken a seat, to sip wine and watch me dance all over the place and him. Picking my leg up and pulling him close, shaking my hips, and grinding ass to crotch. He smiles, "dirty girl" he said with eyes sparkling. I keep working it, and he gets more brave, touching my body, tasting skin, slipping fingers under white french lace boy shorts. A tease I am and just as things get good I find time to push away and give a wonderful little dance just out of arms reach. Love to pick up my hair, and throw looks over my shoulders. Beautifully tanned legs step and mount the man in the chair, grind my rear hard on his dick, open legs and dip, coming back up slowly and hiking up my skirt so ass and lace are all you see. Back to a little bump and grind. He laughs, and chuckles at the little silly sexy things I do. Like put my fingers in my mouth, or touch myself. Dance in front of him and rub my breast on his member, pinch and tease nipples, lick and bite. I am getting a little more then just hot from dancing, and I feel a little trickle of sweat run down my neck and into the valley of my chest. He takes me by the face and kisses me hard, then soft. Hands reach out to touch whatever they can reach, and the kiss deepens. Mouth runs over jaw in ravishing little kisses, down neck and around to the ear. Sucking, licking, nipping, hot breath, contact of skin. Hot and cold sensations, hand full of hair he whips my head back and kisses me harder this time. Whispers in my mouth, "you want it rough? you are a dirty girl tonight." and bends me over the back side of the couch, bares my ass and spanks it twice, one for each cheek. I can't help but gasp, and moan. He drops to his knees and kisses my soft round rear where he just reddened it, and nips it to watch me jump. Then licks my inner thigh, and sneaks a taste under lace. I step away from him turn and ask with my mouth and eyes to follow me up the stairs as I reach around and unzip my skirt. 2

Back turned I just keep walking up the stairs and let the skirt fall off my hips to the floor. Step out of the small mount of fabric and walk the flight of stairs. Just at the 2nd landing he was on me like a bull that sees only red. He slammed my little body into the wall, and hiked my legs up around his waist. Forceful, sweet demanding kisses. Tongue, lips, mouth all crashing together in wave after wave of brute force. He bites my jaw, and my eyes roll back in my head as he lets me slide back down his form. His thigh between my legs as neck and face are washed within his kisses. He takes my face in his hands, and softly kisses my lips. Grinding lightly in and up, warmth spreads throughout my limbs. If he loves me at all it was in that kiss that he expressed it. Breathless, filled with desire it's starting to take over. I push myself hard into him throw my head back to say, "you want to fuck me don't you? just put it in right here, take what you want" as I licked the side of his neck with the tip of my tongue. Some where deep within his throat he growls. I live to taunt him, "I know you want to fuck me babe, I am a dirty girl." He took me by the back of the neck, turned me and bent me over face into the stairs, all the while removing his hard cock from his pants and pulling panties aside. Grabbed my ass, placed his head at my heat and drove home. I cried out to the shock of being filled so forcefully. Then he was gone, and I gasp at the loss. Coming down on top of me reaching under my body to play with the swollen bud eager for attention. He whispers in my ear, heavy, and sensual, "Dirty girls get the bad girl treatment," *moan* "oh you like it when I tell you what a bad girl you are?" *Yes* as I play into his hand, back arched, legs spread wide. The weight is gone of his manly frame. "You forgot the wine." and he disappeared back down the stairs. I collect myself and preceded to my room. I lay myself down on red satin sheets, touching myself, aching for release. My thighs tighten, as I rub and flick my clit with gentle fingers. Wiggling under my own assault and no longer alone my eyes rise to meet the smoky glaze of his. Placing the glasses down on the night stand, he wastes no time in joining me. Removes his shirt, and settles to kiss and lick my inner thighs, legs, ankles, and feet. All the while I play with myself through white lace. My body throbs as he reaches the high inner thigh, squirming as I slip a finger past panties and find the wetness there inviting. He rips my hand from my pleasure zone, grabs the other to hold me firm as he teases me with his body, breath is hot on skin. But he does not touch me where I want it most, uncontrollably my body moves, and presses harder into him. He kisses my mouth with fervent movement. Tongue in my mouth, seeking out a strong dance within our mouths. He rips the shirt from my form, the action bounces my breast in my red and white bra. He cannot help but take a hand full, my eyes fly open wide as I grind deep with tilted hips. Small sounds start to form and I moan out loud. I do not know how much more I can take. But if I know him well enough that is just what he wants and is going for the dirty girl tonight.3

I push on him with all my strength to make him move. He does not comply and I get a little frisky. He laughs at me in my struggle and I just get pissed. I slap him hard across the face and his body reacts to the shock of my action. Jaw set firm, he yanks my wrists out and down. Pressing himself harder onto my frame into the bed. Spits to me, "Oh you going to play like that? Is my pussy going to let out the claws for me?" All the while eyes are light with the excitement of how kinky this could be. I snap at him with my teeth as he tries to nuzzle my neck. He jerks back, and slaps my face with just enough power to rosy my cheek up a little. I smile and look back into his eyes, "Is that all you got? You slap like a girl!" I hissed back. Oh perfect reaction, as I am flipped, and white lace and ass is bared. He presses my back down with one hand to keep me in place as I fight back. The other hand finds my rear in a rough little grab; rubs it out, and the sound of a hard slap rings in the air. I gasp in delight, then moan as he rubs it out. He caresses my bottom, and reaches farther under me and slaps my clit. Bewitching sensations course my core being. The sensitivity is aloft, and he spanks again with more force then before. I pant and gasp as it burns. He takes two fingers and slided them across my slit, and I jump. He releases his hold, and I abandon the position in all hast. I lurch at him and mount him on all fours. His eyes flicker with passion. I kiss him deep, hard, and almost cruel. Deeply he groans, I can feel it within his chest my breast press yearn-fully upon his. I dig my nails into his flesh, sit back and watch with lustful eyes the skin turn red and welt, and do it again. His moans is long and loud in my ear, as he grabs my backside and pulls hard on my body to stroke him within my folds through our clothes. Push back and reach around to undo my bra, and reveal two beautifully full tempting breasts. He reaches to touch, and I smack his hand away. "you touch when I tell you you can touch" he smiles and reaches again, I swat his hand away. Point my finger at him and dare him to reach again. He does, like a thunderbolt my hand crashes hard on his face. It flings to the side for a moment to spring back, more fire, more desire. He reaches again, I strike him again with the other hand on the opposite side of his face. Eyes desirous with sexual fury. I grind down on his cock, thrust my chest out and tease him with no touching.4

Atop him bestride enjoying my play time. He begs under me to let him touch me, to feel me. "I want to feel your pussy" he whines, "please, please, I want to touch you." It's all I can do not to grin from ear to ear. I run my nails down his chest, and grab a hand full of skin just at his pecks. Run a soft thumb over his nipples. He moans and groans, along with heavy breathing. It all excites me. Reach behind me to rub the under side of his shaft, and to caress his sack heavy with seed. He gasped, and I felt his abs contract and lift his shoulders up off the bed. Leaned over to take a sweet little nipple in my mouth and roll it around with my tongue. "please" he pants. I go to stand at his feet, but before I do he takes my hips in his grip and leaves his mark in bright red claw prints. I slap him hard, wrap my little hand around his neck and put just a little pressure there. He growls, deep, hard, and strong. He opens his eyes to look at me and I whisper in his ear, "I told you not to touch me till I say you can" I push off of his throat to stand, give a little more of a love tap to his already red cheek. Reach for my wine, smell the sweet but bitter aroma and drink deep from my wine glass. Walk back to the foot of the bed, pull the shoes off one by one, then the socks. Stopping to kiss the ankle where the foot and leg meet at the top. He jumps and I swear it could of been a giggle to came from his lips. Taking the jean cloth within my hands and ripped the pants right off and from under him. I smile when I can now see how hard he is, the head pink and throbbing peeking at me from the top of his briefs. I want to lick it. In a cat like stance I crawl back on the bed, come face to face with this stiff master piece. Put my face close, over the underwear and breathed hot, soft and long. His shaft jumped with the small contact I had with breath. Teasing him with the idea of so much heat, so close. Walk my way up the rest of his body, slowly with my hands. Making sure my breast gazes all the right places. I can't even tell you the sounds I could hear from within his chest. So primal, the animal held within his invisible cage. He moans and gasps with every small union of flesh. "kiss me" I ask as I lick his lips to comply. We kiss, lips, mouth, teeth, and tonuge. Passion fills my body, fire is growing between my legs. In his mouth I moan as he grinds up into me. Very little clothing, and the pressure of his cock is making me weak. "touch me" he does, softly at first he touches my face, as he sucks my lower lip into his mouth. I keep kissing him back as he kisses me, put my hand around his throat again. Stroking his skin as I tighten my hold. Wiggle and gasp myself as the first flesh to flesh impact of swollen shaft and smooth pink skin. We slide agents each other as the kiss deepens. I press myself unto him. Wanton in the reaction my body takes. Breaking the spell of conjoined lips. I look within his eyes, smile move the frame of my body so once again I am head to head with the object of my pleasure. Look back up, lick the tip my with tongue while pulling off the rest of his clothes. "How bad do you want my lips wrapped around your cock?" 5