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Music Moves Me ...
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Music Moves Me ...  The band plays louder and the music begins to seep into my bones. I feel the rhythm of the drums on my heartbeat and the harmony of the lead guitar strumming my nerves til they are taut and sensitive. The thumping of the bass drums vibrates my chair and my pussy begin to tingle when the vocals flow over me. Music moves me, it gets my body moving, makes my heart race and changes my mood and manner from relaxed and friendly to intense and on fire. I feel like a huntress on the prowl for a cock full of cum and a man full of passion. One touch against my skin and my toes curl, a small purr escapes my lips and I am ready. Ready to be guided, goaded, dominated and devoured. My lips pucker, my body gets hot, my eyes lower and I shoot off my best come hither stare. The music has done all the foreplay, the music has laid all the groundwork, now to snare the man that gets to feast upon the rewards of the music's hard work. A hand brushed my shoulders, my body is electrified and I look at him and he knows. He knows I want him. He knows he has scored. With my arms wrapped around him and are lips pressed close together, my hands begin to strip him of his clothes. Just as his pants come undone I am on my knees before him, lapping at the tip of his cock with a hunger only a woman starved of attention can maintain. My gutteral moans are barely heard over the sucking and slurping of my lips over his shaft. My breathing is so heavy it sounds like a wind tunnel in my head. It isn't until he grabs me by the hair and pulls me to my feet that I realize he has been talking to me. Telling me he wants me just as badly. I steady myself on my fett, wrapping my arms around his shoulders as he lifts my shirt over my head. With deft fingers he removes my bra without so much as a seconds hesitation. He pushes my jeans off of my hips and uses the waistband of my thong panties to guide me to the bed. Bending me over and pulling the thin fabric aside I feel him eagerly finger my pussy to get the lips wet for entry. I barely have time ot prepare before he has plunged inside and I am pushed forward jsut as a slight yell escapes my lips. He pulls me back by the hips, hard against his pelvis and my head lowers to the bed. I clutch the sheets and bury my face into the mattress as he pounds into me, slow and steady and deep. His movement is remniscnet of the music's bass that began this entire escapade and I begin to push back against him with every thrust. My pussy swells and the outer lips begin to ache because he penetrates so hard. My thighs are burning from the half crouched rocking that I am falling in lust with through every stroke. Then, he pushes deeper, longer and his body begins to tense. I know he is close and my body has been in a state of continued orgasm for what seemed like hours already. I concentrate and clench my pussy around him, making it tighter as he pulls back with a groan. He slams home once more and I feel him explode inside of me. His body shakes, sweat pours from his forehead as he rests it on my ample bottom and I finally feel the hunger begin to dissipate. I am weak. I am satisfied. I slowly drift off to sleep. I love music. Does music ever get you in the mood? ~Angel  |
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"One good thing about music - when it hits you, you feel no pain." - Bob Marley What a fabulous view may I add  
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Agreed, music is really my soul and anyone that is willing to sit through music with me ... usually can have anything they want from me. LOL  and ... thank you for the compliment on my exposed bum ... ~Angel
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"One good thing about music - when it hits you, you feel no pain." - Bob Marley What a fabulous view may I add ~Angel
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Agreed, variety in music is like variety in life. It keeps things fresh and interesting. ~Angel
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...sigh ... happens to me all the time hun ... all the time.  ~Angel
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