THE YELLOW LINE [AN EROTIC POST]
THE MUSIC...
http://youtu.be/gJbnZs82bLI
I see her and she is so thick that I salivate in thoughts of her. We talk and sit around all the other people, yet in her eyes i see the want of me, and in mine she sees her reflection. She is wearing a sudress and it looks like nothing else is between it and her skin. As the night goes on she starts to spread her legs, just a little bit at first...a little more and I start to see her secret places. Yet I maintain my cool, like a lion creeping throught the brush, I must not move to fast, I like this game that we are playing. My manhood is throbbing as I drink in her vision. I am going to make her scream my name, I will try to touch her soul and plunge the very depths of her being. The words that have passed between us are so few yet I can feel her in my whole being. I want to ravage her, and I bite my lip in anticipation. Soon everyone starts to drift away and she is sitting on my couch looking like a chocolate dream. I sit next to her and she drapes her leg across mine, and I stroke her sex as she strokes mine. We whisper our desires in each others ears and the blood is roaring in my body. She whispers I've always wanted to do it on the yellow line and I've never met a man brave enough to do it. We walk out of the door and she floats in front of me like a woodland nymph and I follow blindly along on the scent of her sex. We walk to the street and stand in the middle and kiss . she turns her back to me and bends over. I take out my manhood and I give it to her so deep and so fast that she cries out. A mixture of pain and pleasure and I ride her like a wild man as I try to tame her wild passion . We find release at the same time and I can feel her muscles quivering around my manhood as she leans back and I kiss her neck.Somebody on a bicycle rides by and says "Goddamn that was a good show!"
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