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Wild and unbearably lonely cry

6:48 pm Tuesday, 4th May, 2021

She looked down at me.
Smiled.
Her eyes were glassy, indistinct, like someone who has breathed in smoke.
She lifted herself up with her hands around my neck and kissed me. Then she reached down for me and pressed the head of my shaft into her. “I want to feel us,” she said.


And when I lowered myself upon her and sank as deep as I could go, her voice was replaced by that high keening hum. I watched her face as best I could. Those strange contortions that would be so horrible under any other circumstances.


Her lips parting, stretching, her mouth opening in a silent howl. Eyes closed and then suddenly open, staring up at me with real helplessness, mixed with hunger and surprise. The heel of her hand hit my chest; it seemed for a moment as if she were going to try to push me off of her. But it passed. She was rising toward me, levitating, holding on with her hard competent hands.
I could feel her reaching her climax and I almost stopped because I didn’t want it to end. It was, after all, how we’d taught each other to make love: the sin of the Adamites; the psychedelia of the suppressed orgasm.
Each time I stopped, the eventual come would be more powerful.
Each interlude would send us streaming closer together.
But as I slowed my pace she quickened hers and her grip had a sternness in its strength, an undertaste of fury.
I thought that if I didn’t carry through she might actually punch me in the mouth. And so I slipped my hands beneath her so no matter what our bodies did they would be touching and I would stay in her as deep as possible.
The hum became a kind of toneless noise, like the loudest part of a yawn stretched out indefinitely…
We were moving like mad and suddenly I could feel her inner walls in terrifying detail, as if I’d gotten fifty times thicker.
We came,
First her and then me,
moments behind her,
holding each other,
and our voices joining,
forming one wild and unbearably lonely cry.
And that moment,looking into her eyes,feeling her reach her peak..and then,deeply embedded in her..feeling my head float..as I hold her tight and release myself..again and again...that is Moksha. period



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I'm 35 years old, living in NCR,Delhi. I'm interested in meeting a woman aged between 18 and 49.


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