Days Like This

Days like this my love cave throbs like a migraine. Days like this, my breast become heavy with desire, as my midnight black areolas pucker, and nipples tighten.

Days like this, my womanhood ignites into a passionate inferno, thumping, thriving, dancing to the beat of her own drum.

Days like this, I reach my hands into my lace bra, and tame the tingling sensation dancing within my long, thick tighten nipples. My thighs sealed shut; I become heated, as I slow grind my pelvis, creating friction against my scorching love button.

I can feel my thick clit stiffening, protruding away from my body. I can’t take it anymore, jolts of pleasure shoot through my body like an electrocution.  I rise up out of my seat, on shaky legs, and head to the ladies room.

Thick nectar coats my inner thighs, my panties become saturated, the crotch of my pants are moist. I rush into the bathroom stall, peeling off my wet panties. The coolness of the porcelain throne feels wonderful against my hot flesh. I spread my legs as far apart as I can, releasing my huge firm breast from the confines of my bra.

I cup both melons in my hands, squeezing, pulling, and kneading my nickel sized pebbles.  I lift one breast up to my awaiting lips, slide out my long tongue, and tickle my nipple with the tip of my tongue. “mmmmm” and low moan escapes me.

My tongue develops a mind of its own, swirling, poking, and feathering my hot chocolate chip. Like a hungry baby, I push my whole nipple into my hot mouth.  I squeeze my thighs together repeatedly, as white hot heat radiate from my sweltering cave.

I ease my hand between my sticky thighs, sliding my finger over my engorged clit. A coating of sweat glistens on my chest and forehead as I rub my clit faster.  I’m in an ecstasy induced zone, my mouth open wide forming an O. I can’t scream, because I know someone will hear me, hear me fucking myself. I alternate between my clit, and my tight, wet pussy hole. A drop of thick cream eases out of my hole, and slides into my puckering, moist anus.

I twirl my clit faster, sliding my finger into my hot wet twat. Hot gushy sounds bounce of the stall walls, as my orgasm builds, making my sugar walls bubble. I slide my finger into my silky fudge maker, giving myself anal pleasure. My body convulse, my eyes roll to the back of my head as I release a stream of hot white desire.