Living Room Liaisons

On the living room sofa, kissing deep,
Hands roaming in desire's heated sweep.
Tongues intertwined, breath growing ragged,
As she felt his thick arousal straining against fabric.

In lust's fervent embrace, a naughty delight,
She ground her heat against his hardness with primal might.
Fingers tugged at lace, baring glistening skin,
Her mound glistened with want, begging him in.

His palm cupped her mound, fingers teasing her slit,
Dampness seeped forth, engorged and needy, a lustful fit.
She arched into his touch with a desperate mewl,
Igniting a fire that burned with frenzy's cruel fuel.

His mouth trailed down, teeth grazing her stiff peaks,
As she writhed and whimpered from the rapture he wreaks.
His fingers traced her curves with delicious torment,
Arousing her senses, banishing all lament.

Stiff peaks crowned her heavy breasts, desire's swell,
As waves of hunger surged, her thighs instinctively fell.
"Let me watch you touch yourself," he said in a gruff voice,
A request that made her feminine folds grow moist with choice.

She reclined on the sofa, legs spread wide in blatant invitation,
With trembling fingers, she spread her glistening lips apart.
Rubbing her engorged nub with delicate starts and stops,
He watched intently as she circled her swollen bud.

Her hips rolling, back arching against the plush cushions,
Building her lust's rising flood with each motion.
Slowly progressing from light teasing strokes,
To fevered rubs that had her desperately squeezing her breasts.

Pinching her hard nipples, chasing that elusive peak,
Each sharp inhale betraying the pleasure she did seek.
One hand roamed her slick curves shamelessly,
Tweaking her tingling buds, driving herself relentlessly.

Towards that edge of sweet release, so tantalizingly close,
Only his hungry stare kept her from that blissful throes.
Faster she pleasured herself in a frenzy of want,
Hips bucking, back arching, chasing that rapturous slant.

Her feminine juices flowed freely as she writhed on the couch,
To a tempestuous sea of desire, tossed and churned and scythed.
"I need you inside me now!" The desperate plea escaped her lips, dripping.
A siren's call that made his rigid cock start leaking its greed.

She beckoned him over, legs splayed wantonly on the sofa,
An obscene invitation he answered without hesitation, body afire.
He loomed over her, filling her with his predatory, smoldering gaze,
Then impaled her with his thick, pulsing shaft, burying himself to the hilt.

A guttural groan escaped him as her velvet walls convulsed around his invading length,
Molten and clinging, her musky essence assaulting his senses with its heady aroma.
As he withdrew almost fully, her slick honey stringing between their joined sexes,
Before plunging back into her spasming depths with a carnal grunt.

The lewd smack of sweat-slicked flesh echoed through the room,
Her cries of rapture mingling with his feral growls of pleasure,
As he hammered into her insistently, relentlessly taking his fill,
Of her tight, quivering sheath, stretched taut around his throbbing girth.

Each withdrawal had her swollen petals clinging to his pistoning shaft,
Only to be roughly parted again on his inward thrust, her cream coating him.
Her heavy breasts bounced with the force of his strokes, hard nipples rubbing raw,
Until he captured one rosy bud between his teeth with a bestial snarl.

Orgasms wracked her, wave after rapturous wave,
As his brutal pace quickened, driving her to deprave.
"I'm near," he grunted, voice thick and guttural,
"Don't pull out," she begged, lust feral and primal.

With renewed savage vigor, he surged with might,
Pounding into her deepest depths, a primal rite.
Her walls clenched around his pulsing, engorged length,
As shudders of shattering release drained her strength.

He threw back his head with a feral, guttural groan,
Emptying his thick, hot seed in rapturous throes.
Their bodies convulsed, a crescendo of carnal bliss,
Shattering restraints with one lingering, ravenous kiss.

Gasping for air in the aftermath's erotic glow,
Spent but sated from passion's uninhibited flow.
Their limbs intertwined on the couch, a tangle of sweat-slicked heat,
A moment forever seared, erotically replete.