Descriptive Essay About Love

She felt the strength in his arms as he lifted her as if she weighed nothing. His hands gripping her back side as if he wanted to commit every last curve to memory. But it was the kiss that send her mind spinning. She moaned and met his passion with her own, her teeth catching his bottom lip and tugging as her body pressed firmly against his.

Much has been said about love, but if you search the horizon, you will discover that most of the things written about love are either pithy or cynical.

Alex's arms took their place around your thighs, holding your hips down. His teeth carefully nipped at the skin of your inner thigh, littering small bruises across the inner skin, soothing the forming bruise with his tongue before he finally gave you the slightest bit of what you needed, his tongue coming out to slide of your clit, circling around the small bud before he dragged his tongue down to your slick entrance, tongue dipping in for only a moment, before his tongue licked a broad stripe back up to where he

One late morning in 1914, I leaned against the newly painted silver railings of the large Majestic, a beautiful ship with a black bottom and a bright white top. Murky, charcoal-black smoke came out of the three enormous, grey, cylinder-shaped chimneys, which began combining with the fresh sea air. The thunderous boat horn was then suddenly blasted, interrupting the beautiful, calming noises of the sea. I heard the screeches of the white seagulls choke as they flied through the tenebrous smoke. I took a deep breath of the crisp air, and held onto the cool railings. With my eyes focusing on the horizon where the sky meets the sea, I noticed how the soft, shimmering sun bleed through the dark white clouds, pouring

I move behind you and wrap my arms around your waist as I kiss your sweet neck right below the hairline and then to the side of your neck and taking your earlobe into my mouth to suck

The moment my hand touches him his head rolls back and I hear him moan slightly. I take this moment to grind my hips into his. His head comes back up with his pupils completely dilated and with lust in them. His hands are on my waist and grab the hem of my shirt and pull it over my head. The only thing covering my chest is my thinly lined bra. His left hand goes up my side and into my hair to pull it back causing me to moan his name out. With my neck exposed again he kisses from below my chin all the way down to in between the valley of my

We were just laying there, on the bed, holding each other so tight. I felt his breath on my ear, and I felt his stomach moving up and down slightly, from his breathing. My head was propped against his chest. Our legs were intertwined. We said nothing, the both of us were just enjoying each others company. It was nice no speaking involved, just holding on to one another. It felt like such an intimate embrace. His skin was so soft, except for the little bit of stubble on his face. His lips on my head felt like if you had the softest silk blanket rubbing against your freshly shaven skin. It all felt so perfect, us just being there together. Only us, no distractions, it felt like nothing could ever tear us apart.

And there we were, nekkid and unafraid, her like the lion tamer under me, cracking the whip of lust and need, imploring that I “don’t stop”, and in fact “harder, harder, harder!”. I literally rammed my head into a wall as my pelvis crushed her clit between us and she screamed that she was coming. There was applause and hoots of appreciation just off in the dusk of the night, but I couldn’t care less, and either could she, as she pleaded for me to “come deep inside me” and others expletives that were clearly used to motivate me further. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me hard before breaking it to look down between our bodies and demanded “fuck me harder”. I took a deep renewing breath and looked too as we watched my thick glistening cock piston in and out of her like we were going to explode. Until we did. Like two head on trains, we collided one last time, and it was my turn to exclaim. I howled like an American werewolf and to more applause and chants for an encore, to which she blushed and pulled me down on top of her, when we all of a sudden we became shy, but not of the least embarrassed. Happy Hump

You hear me moan as you forced your mouth harder on my pussy. You slip two fingers in now, feeling me stretch and then collapse around them, squeezing your fingers. My voice becomes more insistent; you know I'm close. You need and want to bring me to that place, my release. Your thumb circles and twirl around my sensitive nub, my body shivering and pressing hard against your hand. I beg out loud for permission to cum. "Oh god Daddyyyy please can I have cummies!" My voice

She suddenly fell into submission and I gently guided her to her back exposing two bright red triangles on her abdomen that took the shape of an hourglass. With full access to her body, I continued seducing her with quick kisses to her lower body. She shook uncontrollably from her arousal, a signal that told me she was ready for that final love connection. I thrusted forward and we were joined as one. She vibrated even more erotically which brought me to the point of no return. I could no longer hold back, I released my seed and filled her body. She hissed with pleasure and in that same moment she wrapped her long legs around my body and squeezed as she gazed at me with her hungry

I can almost draw it out in my mind, as my hands run down your breasts, your hips, finding themselves at your firm ass. They stay there, slowly caressing both cheeks with each hand. Your hands move around my body as well, one arm wrapping itself around my shoulder, pulling me closer, and the other starts to reach down my trousers, towards my dick. A moan leaves your lips even as we kiss, implying just how much you want this dick inside of you. My hands go lower, to your thighs....then I lift you up, your legs wrapping around my waist to hold yourself steady. Our lips part, and we smile at each other, laughing a little as i

Love is difficult to define, difficult to measure, and difficult to understand. Love is what great writers write about, great singers sing about, and great philosophers ponder. Love is a powerful emotion, for which there is no wrong definition, for it suits each and every person differently. Whether love is between family, friends, or lovers, it is an overwhelming emotion that can be experienced in many different ways.

My hands gripped the sheets tighter as his mouth made his way up my chest. When he reached my mouth and I could feel his breath lightly over my lips. The feather light touch killed me. I wasn't expecting it. His touch was so gentle, I honestly felt like I was going to fly out the window if it wasn't latched shut.

Love is an abundant emotion that has different degrees. There is familial love, friendly love, unconditional love, and of course romantic love. Romantic love will be the superstar of this article. Romantic love may be around every corner whether between an old couple or a young teenage romance. However, love is not the easiest thing to attain. It is such a simple concept, though a difficult thing to actually have a person’s hands on.

The first thing I have ever felt was a gust of warm air hitting my fur and wet tongue tracing my face which knocked me over I couldn’t see who was there but there were other soft warm bodies around me I was curled up by the large warm body curled protectively around me and the others which I knew from the start she was my mother I didn’t know her by name but I knew her by scent. An unmistaken smell of forest flowers blended with earth “How are you doing Willow” a voice called out echoing around the space the voice itself was deep but it was gentle there was a proud aura about him “I'm doing fine Shadowfang just a bit worn out” my mother responded her voice matching her exhausted breathing