| I loved nothing else better than holding my girlfriend. I couldn't find anything else that was. She might argue that I loved playing computer games more but it's true. Holding her in my arms, I think 'why does she need me so much?' before her hands cross my body. She always touched me as if there was no tomorrow. There was a fire to her caresses like she feared leaving me. Her kisses were like napalm, white hot, trying to eat me from the inside. She's wild. Wild as a tiger. But as submissive as a kitten. She once told me her only weaknesses were math, chocolate, and me. And as I watched her strip before me, I realized that this was true. Lithe, burning hands devested me of my jeans then boxers, her eyes molten black in arousal. She drove me crazy, to the near edge of insanity, the edge of Dante's Inferno. Skin on skin. Dark on light. A sure grip held me, causing my eyes to flick shut and my erection twitch. Passion threatened to eat me alive, my vision blured at the edges as the mouth of hell surrounded me, wanting me to give up my sin. A tongue of fire and the heat of the moment made my hips buck and I groaned in pleasure as I gave her all that I had, white hot cum flowing down the back of her throat. She licked me clean before pushing me back, solid body pinning me to the floor as she kissed my neck, licking down until she encountered the neck of my t-shirt. She always loved to tease, like a demon waiting until Judgement Day for foolish man to fall into her trap. I groaned under her attention, feeling my blood boil through my veins as I waited, feeling as if my body was going to explode before she impaled herself on me. Sinking into her body, I felt her tremble, a cry from her throat reaching my ears as she rippled around my cock, her body trying to milk me. Hips moved slightly, then harder, making her breasts bounce in time as I reached up to grab them, sex making our body slick, our skin burn with heat. Her head tilted back as her hands grabbed my shoulders, squeezing as she rode me hard and fast to the edge of her own oblivion. She screamed, body jerking and muscles locking as she climaxed. Surprised, I yelled, spraying deep inside her, grinding upwards hard, making her cry out once again. Panting, she pulled out, sighing sadly before cuddling up against me in post-orgasmic warmth and the smell of sex. "Is the tiger happy?" I smiled as I wrapped an arm around her. "Yeah, so happy, he's a little burnt around the edges," she muttered before drifting off to sleep. |