(Source: amazing-reality)
(Source: beautifulthingsinsmallpackages)
(Source: thevuas)
(Source: youmustwhipit)
‘Stop’
Your fingers pull away at the command, the twitching of your sex begging for the final lingering touches which would pull you into the gorgeous abyss of orgasm.
‘again’
The heat of your sex beckons once more; furiously you press your fingers against that sleek wetness, praying that mercy will be granted.
‘stop’
You want to scream, want to beg, though you know better than that… knowing that if you do beg, any chance of an orgasm will be denied for so much longer.
‘again’
Your hips buck in sweet agony, feeling the tickle of your juices slipping further down, hoping that the bucking of your hips will show just how much you need the release. Of course, you could not stop the gyration of your hips even if you tried; your body is a prisoner to the lust, a prisoner to those simple words…
You pray that you hear the words that may grant your wonderful mercy, your wonderful release….
I owe a debt to the woman who taught me that “Again” can be the hottest, most dreaded and hoped for word ever.
(Source: nekomarie)
(Source: onlybombs)
Deep Longing = Photographer Brigham Field
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