By Bud Koenemund
A 100 Word Story
Inspired by J.S.
He found
something almost religious in making a woman cum; something beyond her calling
out to a deity who may or may not exist; beyond the sound of her breathing; the
taste of her; the smell of her; the feel of her body. It was the look on her
face as an orgasm consumed her – the purity; the erotic symmetry of pleasure
and pain twisting her features – that promised salvation.
Worshiping at her
altar – knelt between her legs; his prayers kisses along inner thighs; fingers
and tongue eliciting hymns of praise; bodies entangled – their holy spirits
discovered ecstasy transcending flesh.
