But you give me the electric twist

Mati Church · 05-12-2010, 10:59 PM

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No certainly the world was not large enough to contain anything beyond the passion that radiated between she and the Marino girl. If things continued at the same pace they would soon spill out over the confines of this plane and into an existence beyond the one they had come to know. But there was hesitation in Mati, even if she was ready, willing, and eager to find that place of new heights and a greater being. There was something spiritual that lingered now, living within her and resting along side the emotional and physical needs that Cambia worked to fulfill. Every ounce was poured into the thrill and the excitement that she brought to Mait’s world, but it seemed that neither expelled or used energy to achieve the pleasurable results that began to open Mati up to this new existence, but they created it. Sparks and surges; together they generated the continuous electricity.

Once Mati found a curve or bend that held the softest flesh she was instantly fooled into thinking that there was nothing more wonderful. The more she ran her tongue along her neck, white teeth grazing ever so lightly, lips pressing past the fur and to the skin, Mati came to know that she was far from done seeking out the glorious places on the other females body. Her conscious lifted, returning to the hands that touched her neck, fingers deep in her own tan coat and touching the electrified skin beneath it. They passed lightly over the centered of her chest, and Mati inhaled and lifted herself towards the hand. It rested there only momentarily before traveling southward and touching her curve.

Once more Mati paused, her mind too overwhelmed to think of reacting and moving forward all at once. Mati exhaled deeply into Cambria’s neck, the heat of her breath rolling on the lightly matted fur. The touch sent a jolt from the finger’s tips through her center and then fueled the heat that lived below it. Mati moved forward, wanting more and pulled gently on the female’s mane. It was a small tug, eagerness getting the better of her and taking her collectiveness from her for a brief second. She took a moment to gather her control, to focus and gain her sight once again. She kissed her pulse, asking wordlessly if she would lie back on the bed. The coverings were wrinkled, but the old pillow behind the darker woman was soft and plush.

Mati leaned forward, not wishing to separate herself from Cambi for even the quickest of seconds. She wanted her hands, wanted to be touch again and again and to feel the love that was growing between them. Eyes looked at the other’s face, her mouth parted as her breath came heavily. The waves of her own crown fell of her shoulders as she watched her. Her voice broke the silence, I want to make you feel that way, Mati pleaded, her tone soft but heavy with the lust that had overcome her. The way she had felt the moment Mati had caught her. But she was scared, her fearlessness no longer alive and dieing to her inexperience. But she wanted, needed to touch her and bring that feeling back, and care for her in every way possible. I don’t know how. She confessed, her hand lost the hold on Cambria’s mane, running between her breasts and settling on her stomach.

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