Can you imagine being overwhelmed with so much pleasure?
That you cannot contain the sensations felt.
Can't contain the emotions of being pleased and teased far past the brink of oblivion.
Being worked till your sore by the end.
From the start I couldn't help but to give in.
Sinful delights play in mind of every moment,
I reflect on the last escapade I shared.
The energy and emotion,
the sure power of the two of us alone.
Intertwined within the heavens of splendor and the fiery intensity of hell.
The torrid fuel for each other is extreme, unprecedented.
This is the kind of loving that can't be mistaken or taken for granted.
It is the kind of lovemaking that would be surreal to multiply.
Triple ignition of triple desires fire inflaming our body with unadulterated passion.
Being overwhelmed by multiple touches and caress' of the duality of mami and mamacita.
Mesmerized by mami's touch alone,
to be intoxicated by the fathoms of mami's endless energy.
Astonishing, visions of three forms...
Me, mami and mamacita, caught between their thick thighs.
My caramel skin being double dipped by creamy milk chocolate.
The thousands of orifices that spill perspiration of our lust.
The millions of breaths from long to short, deep with muffled moans of ecstasy.
Exquisite squeals of papi being echoed through the walls of our confinement.
These visions haunt and taunt my mind, bringing me in and out of reality.
The erotica of our actions can make a person blush from the stunts portrayed.
Our three forms mixed between each other under the soft glow of candlelight.
Making love then transitioning to fucking and all other places in between.
Exploring all positions, every aspect the sum of three can create.
With mouths on mami,
on me,
on mamacita and mine on them;
we climb into the ethereal atmosphere.
Bodies glistening and sweating from the pressure of our bodies.
Intertwined within the sweat drenched sheets of a torn apart Cali-king sized bed.
I moan and thrive in the mist of the pleasure that is being orchestrated on me.
With mami taking the high road and mamacita taking the low road.
I lose control within them, being lost in their saturated bodies and nanis.
I escalate quickly reaching the level of exploding, but they antagonize and tease.
Bring me close to releasing and stopping me before I cum....
I feel kisses up and down my body they as they change their positions.
I feel a tight grasp upon my throbbing and a motion of mamacita's hand stroking me slowly.
Kissing and licking my crown with such articulation,
I moan while my face is buried within mami's flower.
Escaping the sounds of pleasure as I taste mami's sweet nectar,
my audibility is muffled.
The seduction of mamacita's mouth on my Jones,
causes me to start my stroke deep into her throat.
Hearing the sound of her gagging as my crown reaches the back of her throat.
She grasps tighter, controlling my stroke allowing me to fuck her mouth.
My tongue twisting as mami rides my face,
I lick her plate as she starts to cream.
Tasting her sweetness I commence to tongue fuck her nani,
until she explodes and floods my mouth.
Overflowing my mouth as her nectar runs from the corners of my mouth....
I continue to pursue the rapid current, turning the undertow into a tsunami.
Engulfing me fully in her rainfall,
as mamacita climbs upon my concrete and throbbing erection.
Riding me in reverse cowgirl,
grabbing me at the ankles,
she smashes and crashes down upon me.
Hitting that special spot,
deep,
mamcita squeals as she reaches that point of squirting upon me.
Causing their bodies to quake simultaneously,
I inject and explode my liquor hard and deep.
Causing my toes to curl and all of our eyes to roll into the back of our heads.
They both collapse and fall onto the soaked bed....
With our bodies limp and lifeless, we breathe in deep and exhale heavily.
Caressing each other in the aftermath of ecstasy.....
We trail off into slumber, me being sandwiched between the two.
Thoughts give chase to a fantasy complete, but yet incomplete.
Amongst the fantasy and the reality, my mind plays tricks on me.
Awakening and realizing that I am alone,
my Jones throbs and awaits the pleasures of your essence and soul.
