Free The Secret Journey by Paul Christian Page B

friction for your eager pussy. Slide those fingers
past your clit and back again, and realize what a rush it is to
have a woman like you, like this, getting hot and hotter for
me.
    Let me breathe you in honey, let me drink
you, let me devour you. And bring your slick wet fingers up to your
lips for me, honey, and taste yourself the way I want to taste you.
You taste salty, slutty, sweet. You’re sex distilled, bottled
debauchery and I want every last drop of you. Do it again honey,
scoop up your juices and suck your fingers, rub them on your lips.
Do it again, and smear your face with your femaleness so when I
kiss you all I can smell is your cunt. Do it again, baste yourself
in your own juices, honey. Feel me kissing you, feel me needing
you. Do it again, do it again, paint your tits with cunt cream,
paint your nipples so when I suck them I can taste your sweet-sexy
twat. Fingerpaint with fingerbanging, be my sex slut goddess, my
sticky-girl muse.
    Oh yes, honey, you are mine and I am yours,
and I can’t keep my hands off you. Give yourself up to it, feel my
hands everywhere, feel the instinct that makes you spread your legs
for me, spread them wide, you can’t keep them closed. So spread
them for me, spread them for you. Splay yourself, display yourself,
reach down and separate your labia just because it feels so good to
be open and feel me touch you there, so warm, so intimate. Feel me
kiss your throat, watch me slide down to kiss your nipples again,
tighter, harder than ever now, and sticky-slick too. Hear my
breathing quicken as I lick them, as I revel in your feminine
bounty.
    Reach out and touch me, be bold, run your
hands over my chest, over my abdomen, back down to touch my
swelling cock again. Hold it, heft it, feel it and feel your
response to it, so alive in your hands, getting bigger, heavier,
harder just for you. Feel the need in your belly to have it in you.
Hear me breath harder, hear me groan as you stroke it. Yeah I want
you. You know I want you, and you want nothing more in this world
than for me to want you more than anything. And yes, honey, yes I
do want you. You can see it, sense it in the way I slide my hands
under your ass and lift you, spread you like ripe fruit to be
devoured. Feel the way your swollen vulva separates as your legs go
up in the air, as I push them high and wide.
    Reach down and spread yourself for me, pull
your cunt open, stretch it wide, wide . Prove to me how open
you are, and feel my hot breath on your clit in that endless,
agonizing moment before my tongue makes contact. Feel the surge of
pleasure as I lick you, stab my tongue at your eager clit. Do you
want more of that, honey? Say yes for me, you know the way I like
to hear it.
    “Yes.”
    “Yes, please sir, please open me.” Let me
hear your desire.
    “Yes, please sir, please make me come.”
    And you know I will because you know I love
this, love giving you pleasure, as you give yourself to me. I love
experiencing you at your most receptive, most feminine. You know I
love to hear you moan, hear you sigh, so don’t hold back honey, let
me know I do it for you. Slide your fingers where I’m sliding my
tongue and show me how much you like it. That’s right, honey. Just
lie back and let me make it feel so very good. Let me show you how
much I want you, and that’s very much indeed, that’s more than
anything. Let me taste you, let me see you let go.
    You are right now the centre of my world, you
are right now the most sexual thing alive, the most desirable,
sensual woman that has ever lived and right now you are all mine.
And what makes you that way is not just your hot body and not just
the way you wiggle and gasp beneath my touch, it’s more fundamental
than that, it’s you, it’s the way you are, it’s because you’re the
woman who has read this far, you’re the woman who isn’t afraid of
my darker side, it’s because you are the woman smart enough,
creative enough, to turn these words into this complete