Three For You

Goddamn baby, you make me want to come so bad. Lying on the hard ground thinking of just you baby. This is all for you. You’re on my mind and between my legs. I want to give you three, all of me.

Number one, us joined together cock and cunt. Never parting as we revel and live in this detrimental mayhem. Locked together to devour each other into non-existence. Living off of each other, never parting, because if we do, it is done. My breath gets heavy as I peak and I let your name over and over, as if it were going to save my life. I heave in lust and my eyes start to water. There is no controlling myself as all this build up lets itself escape from my body. I yearned for this moment and waited ever so patiently for the right time to give myself to you.

I lie there shuddering in a starving after glow. My cunt is literally pulsing and hungry for another one. I am such a slut, always wanting more and more. Your words are never enough. My insatiable need and my addiction grow dangerous. My body sways from side to side in a sexual motion taunting you from afar. Come fuck me baby, I am just waiting here for you.

Number two, was me fucking you, yeah baby right on top. Taking what I need from you. Digging my nails into your flesh. Watching that mix of pleasure and pain on your face. I see blood seed from your cuts. My violent orgasm on top of you as I dig more and more into your flesh. I can hear you hiss in pain. My eyes are still moist with lust. My mind is dark and my body trembles as it climbs again at my will to give me that intense orgasm that I need. Gasps and moans fill the room. I am buzzing with you.

My body starts to weaken. Yet, my cunt begs for another. I lay there in a daze, high off of you. Letting you inside every part of my body. Letting you run through my veins. I almost smile. Number three seems far off, as my body and cunt are not on the same wavelength. My mind dreams of you as I lay there surging with energy.

You intoxicate me.

You are a trigger to my mind and cunt.

You provoke my darkness.

Number three seems not possible. Yet your words form in my mind and images start to play. I focus on our mouths fucking, joined by a common part. I’m biting your lip just enough to draw your blood from you. Mmmm so fucking sweet. I could kiss you till we die. Press against you and torment and tease you till you take it from me. You know I don’t give so freely. Feeling you grow hard and rigid against me while my cunt grows wetter and wetter. My body quivers as I feel it building and building. I let out that final groan, that desperate release and all is right with the world. My eyes grow heavy. As much as I crave you, you exhaust my mind. I am delirious and in ecstasy. My body is still shaking as I write this and now I want to fall asleep as you flow through me. Goddamn baby.

I never put my hand between my legs baby. I came without touching my cunt once. Can you beat that baby?

Now give me three more.

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Dark Gracie

Dark Gracie is a widely read sex writer, blogger, and deviant extraordinaire with a cult-like following. She gets up close and personal approaching sexuality with her trademark fallen-from-grace humor that entices readers. Her work has appeared in Fleshbot, Sex and the 405, BohoCrush, Conversextion.com, Safeword Magazine and published in Erotica Diaries & Mayhem Magazine.

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