The embrace and the love making



She screamed, pressing her body against his entirely. He roared, throwing his head up towards the heavens. With every fiber of his being, he made one last thrust into her body, rooting himself fully within her orgasmic channel. In a last effort, she wrapped her legs around him, holding him fast with all her might. Their cries of ecstasy shook the very walls, their bodies vibrated with unbounded energy, their souls became bound to each other. They reached their peak at the same moment, when time itself ceased to exist.

His body erupted, sending a boiling jet of semen directly into her virgin depths. At the same time her pussy quivered and spasmed, bathing in his essence with glee. The first shot splattered powerfully yet uselessly against the pulsing shield of her cervix, oozing off its front. The second blast sprayed her ribbed pink walls with his pale wriggling sperm, ready to seek out her womb but unable.

Yet with the third volley, his hips jerk further with the mounting ecstasy, pressing himself completely within her. As his sperm jets out of his shaft, her cervix opens up to accept the huge load into her most fertile womb directly, drinking in his virile essence. Each of the next batteries of orgasmic pulses continues to coat and cover her vaginal passage completely, even dripping out with her own cum, all the while his swimming seed seeks out her precious egg.

After their seeming eternity was at an end, he collapsed onto his panting lover. The aftershocks drove through both of them; the lingering twitches of her pussy still drew forth little spurts of his cum into her body. He didn’t move to withdraw from her warm embrace, nor did she try to remove his filling flesh.

They sighed, fully content and satisfied in their lives. Tenderly, she cupped his face, and looked into his tired but happy eyes. He smiled, and so did she. She slowly brought her lips to his and held each other with the soft embrace of lovers after feral passion. They ebbed away into deep sleep, still fully within each other’s embrace, and dreamed as one of what was to come.

And in those dreams, they found one another, and became one.

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