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Ignition

I see you sitting in wait for me. I watch you as you look around anticipating my arrival. I approach and I am seen by you and I feel never more alive than in that initial moment of our coming together.

Our bodies unite on the street and our arms reach around each other. I feel the sheathe of your assured strength and the gentleness of vulnerability you bestow.

Excitement fills my head, and my body follows, as we journey to a place we can reveal ourselves in the way we do so easily.

The walk that follows has never been walked yet feels so very familiar. Behind the big door a wave of emotions unfurls. The simple pleasure of our touch amplified, the song so sweet, yet in the absence of music. The movement of our bodies stir to our unique tune.

Your hot breath on me as our bodies press into one another. My fingers exploring your clothed flesh, seeking the parts exposed as your lips collide with mine alternating between gentle exploration and passionate pulse. Our words dissolve into indescribable sounds. I am full of you, with desire, to be with you, and yet this chapter has barely started.

Your hands finding their way under my shirt, the contrast and unexpected pleasure of textures as you slide under cotton and over silk… on your journey to me. Your hands moving over the curves of my breasts as your volcanic mouth and tongue play (with me) my nipples.

With jeans and boots removed you drop to your knees before me, my thighs in your sight, under your touch and between your lips. The heat of me. Erratic inhalation revealing my anticipation. The sounds that pass though your lips enrapturing me in this exquisite moment we share. The sensation of your tongue, so delicate yet knowing, teasing my swollen wet lips. In this moment I surrender with each exhale before the next intoxicating inhalation.

Three Play

Heaving was the room in which the two of us entered and where our adventure began. The vibrating hum of excitement was all around us as play unfolded this midsummer night.

We were joined by another who’s eyes had locked with mine. The draw tantalisingly strong. In a ritual of attraction I watched with carnal delight and craving as impulsive lips kissed before me. Then I felt his hand as it moved over my lower back, to settle at my waist. I felt his heat as he pulled me into him while my mouth fell upon hers with beautiful raw hunger.

In the neighbouring room we stood; kisses swept between us, our bodies close. I swayed, giddy with anticipation, as he knelt down before me.  Between my thighs, his tongue and my wetness collided while her soft lips met with mine and more sublime kisses were shared. A powerful sensation of desirous intensity took hold. My mouth on her neck biting playfully and passionately as I was enraptured by him.

I felt the eruption building, my desire thrusting around inside, longing to be released. Yet, so deliciously precious was the moment; it was to be savored. Memorized. Etched in every pore, every recess of my awoken and aroused body. I held on to it.

My head was in a spin in this timeless…erotic & utopic wonderland.  It was breathtaking. Desire never felt or tasted so divine and natural. My fingers and lips on her breasts, teasing her hardened nipples and he, behind me, caressing me as I kissed and caressed her.

Hours passed as we indulgently played…sensually stroked…tasted…kissed…smiled and giggled…teased and shuddered… over and over. Delighting all the while in the erotic intoxication we were all experiencing and in the adventure that had unfolded. Our naked bodies stayed entwined as our tongues teased and our mouths whispered moans in dulcet tones until the break of dawn.

 

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