Our lips touch and the world shakes. Time is slowing. I can feel each touch of your lips...each caress and with each caress is a touch of pleasure...heated pleasure...intense pleasure...like the pleasure you get when a man enters you or when someone touches their mouth to your breast for the first time. with each movement of our lips...each sensual brush of our skin. the pleasure is magnified...enhanced...builds...it carries us...removes our world...all I can focus on is your lips...your tongue...your mouth. your body is pressed to me...I feel the heat of it...and I press back into you...with each touch...each shift...each brush...it gets more and more heightened. our lips are now one thing...over and over... waves of intense...of heat...of impossible.
My hands have your head and You have mine...and we are pressed into each other...lips slammed together...tongues locks and moving and dancing... over and over pleasure waves...we cant take it any more...to much and our mouths move apart just enough to feel the explosion... your body rocks and shakes with it and I feel one continuous spray of me blasting out. I can see fluid rolling down your leg and your eyes are blazing.
I reach over and grasp the blue bottle but you stop my hand and reach for the red again. You dab more red onto my lips and onto yours then you undress and place more red on you, on your breasts...covering your nipples and around your breasts. On your neck...all the way up and down to shoulder. and you drops three drops onto you. On your clitoris and inside you.
I undress and you hand me the bottle and I dab my nipples my neck and three drops of clear red roll down my hardness...I can feel the heat and the intensity of the kiss we had previously is rolling back into us...It never left but it seemed to wait until we were somewhat rested then it began to attack with an intensity. we are facing each other...the red of the liquid is clearly visible on you and you are breathing slowly and deliberately.
I am right across from you and the pleasure is hitting us in waves. Then we move together and touch breast to breast...mouth to mouth lips to lips...tongue to tongue...cock to clitoris... and the world is gone...we are just one pleasure...one thing... we are frozen in it...so much pleasure rocking each other. rocking us...slamming us...It seems like we aren't moving at all but my hands are into your head and I feel your hands digging into my back tearing into me.
Our mouths are writhing...and our bodies are pressed and moving... the waves of each touch slamming and slamming...over and over pleasure forces and intensity takes us up and then smashes us down and we explode with it again... Our juices spraying everywhere...I see your fluid flowing out of you and I am shooting out and up screaming.
I am apart from you and I'm breathing hard. Despite I have exploded from the intensity, the incredible intensity of the two orgasms, my body is still being rocked with pleasure and I am full within seconds of spraying. I see myself rise up and stiffen, then tighten, then grow even more and tighten. I am enormous and I am beyond pleasure I look over at you and you are also feeling the extreme. Your breasts are so tight they are strained against your skin and fluid is rolling out of you.
I see that your body is rocking and you say to me, "I am... convulsing... in and out...I want...I want ... you inside me..."
I reach out and touch your breast and you shutter and fall into the bed...I touch the other one and you are writhing under beneath me. I tenderly kiss each out and feel the rocking against me... With impossible strength...you reach out and touch me and I fall over with pleasure...it hits like a wall and continues to slam into me...over and over. Inside...I want to be inside you. I stammer up and slowly approach you...you are looking at me with impossible wide eyes...you know what I'm about to do yet wondering what will happen.
I grasp myself and reach out and slide into you...
There is no words to describe the intensity of what we are feeling there is no you and I...there is no feeling of us. Our souls are bound together here...and the impossible has us, binding us together with it involuntarily...there is no reality here...only rolling waves of impossible pleasure...lifting the one of us...and we rock in it like a boat in a storm powerless to it...we flow...our bodies are without control and there is no one orgasm here...that stops and starts again... it is one long flow of orgasms...flowing into each other one after another...over and over again...over and over again. ...one big continuous blast...over and over... over... and... ...over...layered orgasms...one incredible flow of continuous release...
I stammer and grab the blue bottle...We have been together for four hours and we are spent. The sheets are covered with our fluids and our bodies ache from the arching. I pour the entire bottle of blue over us and we collapse in its saving touch. Our bodies ache and all we can do is to fall over and asleep.
We wake 9 hours later and are both weak as a newborn... In fact we HAVE been reborn. Our touch is more sensitive and we have touched and embraced each other's soul. As our eyes meet now...we can feel each other's essence, each other's energy and the strength, the force is immediate and strongly electric.
The world is different now. Colors are brighter and light is magnified. Sometimes when we walk with our hands together the ground feels like a cloud and we float above.
I wait to experience the next night with you, with this gift, this new world and I wonder the question that I'm sure you are wondering...
Should we go back and buy another bottle?