Come as the Church Bells Ring

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My first orgasm of the New Year (masturbation).
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New Year's countdown has begun
Just thirty minutes to go
No loving kiss for me
As midnight strikes
But maybe I'll get
Something
Better
As I lie
Relaxing
On my bed
Sprawled out
Legs spread wide
Fingers leisurely dancing
Caressing open, slick softness
Lost in undulating waves of lust

Fingers on one hand push in deep
Play on my slippery slide
Dance in my folds
Rub my hard
Sensitive
Pearl
As
Fingers
Also rub, pull
Twist, and pinch my
Red, tender, swollen nipples
Hard and throbbing with desire

I'm
Gripped in
Full arousal with
Flushed, fevered cheeks
Softly parted lips, fast ragged breaths
My body writhes, thrusts, squirms
My breathless voice
Mewls, moans
Whimpers
Please
Ahhh
Yes

Sigh
Squirting
Wet warmth
Flows down in
Transparent, glistening
Cleansing, powerful gushes
Once, twice, three times,
And more: I'm
Sopping
Wet
and
Milky
Pure white
Thick, hot lava
Emerges from deep darkness
Covering my fingers and
Dripping down my taint
Leaving a delicious
Wet, creamy
Mess

Flooded
With pleasure
Hips pressing skyward
Body and soul aching to orgasm
High up on the precipice,
Desperately
Needing
To fall

Wait!
Don't let go yet
Unsteady with lust
I teeter on the ledge
As strong, nimble fingers
Tirelessly dance and play
Cavorting on my clitoris
Faster, harder
Wilder

Hold on!
Don't fall before
The midnight hour
Dance till the church bells ring
Come to celebrate the New Year
Only three minutes left
Until midnight, and
Two, now
One

Joyous ringing proclaims the
New Year has come!
I'm blessedly free
To let
go

Time, reason, and reality vanish
As I hang in mid air, my
Muscles clenched
Breath ceased
Mind emptied
Voice stilled
then
I
Fall
In a
Rush
With a
Loud cry
My body
Pulsing
Shaking
Quivering
Throbbing
Flooded with heat
Relief washing over me
As I'm contentedly bathed in
Orgasmic pleasure
Exhausted
Euphoric
Glowing
Full of
Peace
And
Joy

Happy New Year!

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swiftlytiltingswiftlytiltingover 1 year agoAuthor

Oh, thank you so much! I'm so happy you like it and understand it. It was really fun to write.

Bn2fBn2fover 1 year ago

This! This I get. An orgasm and prose swinging, rolling on waves of sound as does a bell.

There’s real work involved in framing this and then getting it right to be understood and relatable.

Love this.

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