THE POWER OF WORDS. Your Touch My Touch

THE POWER OF WORDS.             Your Touch My Touch THE POWER OF WORDS. Your Touch My Touch

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Story of how words magically revive a flagging relationship and a night of passion follows.

Summary

Story of how words magically revive a flagging relationship and a night of passion follows.

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Submitted: February 19, 2017

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Submitted: February 19, 2017

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YOUR TOUCH MY TOUCH.

We sat opposite.
In a rut that had taken years to develop. 
You reading me thinking, TV broadcasting to no one. 
I had tried to reignite the spark, kisses, flowers, notes. 
One last chance.
My stories I had kept from you. 
I picked up my phone, chose one and pressed send. 
You picked up yours, face lit by the bright screen you looked over your glasses at me and began to read. 
No response. 
I sent another, more erotic. 
This time a lick of your top lip. 
I sent another, a slight bite of your bottom lip, before returning to your book. 
I readied myself for bed and lent over to give you my usual kiss on the forehead but your head raised and offered your cheek. 
Hours later I awoke to you moving close to me, your naked skin cold and goosebumps. 
I held your hand, palms down mine bigger than yours our fingers touching your stomach, tips caressing. 
I moved our hands down lower, exploring your silky flesh together until we reached your pussy.
Your hand relaxing now enjoying, legs parting slightly. 
I opened you with my finger and spread your juice up your lips. 
Beneath me gently touching your clit your fingers moved. Mine entered you and your hips left the bed.
Hands still touching I fucked you with my fingers while your tips rubbed your button. 
Together our pace quickened and you mewled with pleasure. 
“Fuck me, I want your cock inside me” you said, reaching out and pulling my throbbing cock to you. 
Poised touching your lips.
You breathed “Ohhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkk yes”, as I slowly pushed deep in your cunt. Together we met each other’s thrusts until the combination of your fingers and my cock fucking you convulsed your body, back arched you moaned “Christ I’m coming”.
I pulled out and as you shuddered beneath me. I shot jet after jet of come.
Spurting.
Your chin, breasts, belly, hand and cunt covered in my seed. 
We collapsed together panting hands joined again. 
The power of words.


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