This article as written is about the sexual experience (as observed by the author)
between two people deeply in love and experiencing such intimacy for the first time together...
It is a bit poetic in language as poetry seemed to be the most apt way to express those intense feelings making their way during such an exotic experience..
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That night felt special,
we were together as it had always been.
That embrace with the touch of rose.
The faint scent filled me up
with a moistened mark.
I couldn't help but reciprocate...
and it got heated with each contact.
The sensation changed positions,
exploring the exotic each time.
The veils were disappearing.
Her hands ruffled my hair.
We were doing our best...
but we never got enough of each other.
My hands sent chills down her spine,
and those gasps were choking her.
Nails dug deeper into my back,
and fibers sublimed in that intense heat
as our dry souls touched wet grounds.
That passion made our mouths run dry.
my hand glided over her...
touching her... arousing her.
The movements quickened...
it was a like a dance we had always done together.
Rain poured like sweat,
and we danced till the lucifer appeared in the sky
and the grass outside got wet with dew.
It was a state of ecstasy.
The pace quickened,
as the end was near.
It was like a giant wave passing... and riding it.