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Snapshots of a Tryst
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Snapshots of a Tryst Snapshots of a Tryst We meet under the gaze of many our greetings are low key brushing lips against a cheek a light embrace as if we meek and as we are walking I watch how the light moves across your face a certain floating airy grace at the cafe we sit down to close your thigh by mine sharing heat I can see when throat pulse does beat how you eyes in interest dilate my hand beneath the table skate over space between to your thigh a curl to your smiling lips my hand caresses end of your skirt I smooth it up as we talk a gathering heat beneath my palm you pause in speaking and take a sip this wine is good like a taste leaning in our heads together dip tasting wine held in your mouth a heat and passion lying still my hand caresses your thigh and meal is over and we rise say our brief succinct goodbyes outside on the street you turn into a doorway and tug me after our lips smother all words of lust our hands stroke over us pressing close where body meets a heat expands and body reacts your appetite has returned your nipples taut a kiss have earned your hand surrounds my hardness and you give a smile and we head on to a place where we are alone your top has three buttons undone most of you is on show and my lips ravage your collarbone sweep down body to breast curve suck and lick and kiss to your sighs then we strip more clothes away legs are opened to offer paradise a hint of dew glinting wet this dew your nectar rising up my hand across your mound presses your breathing becomes a groan your hips rise and I feel the bone my fingers come away slightly damp then I kneel and lightly flick my tongue a pleasurable torture instrument tempts and<b> touches </font></b>along the ridges does not delve deep instead lightly and you close your eyes as you state make more action don;t make me wait and my fingers lightly pry you apart the wetness and exotic scent arises then my tongue darting deeper slides I need to hold your rolling thighs they would escape this sweet demise then you shudder like no other clench legs around my head grit your teeth and hips buck up I sense a wash of heat and honey over my tongue and questing lips for a moment we pausing wait your breath is edged and panting make your orgasmic scent and taste in my mouth we check the time our time is up we must return to daily work you look disappointed I did not reach the point at which you had attained and my throbbing thoughts align so taut with lust as I stand well we must take this as foreplay then later we can ensure I will end this anticipation of our next tryst shall power thoughts until we meet this evening when just you and me all restraints undone we be set free walking back we walk so close hands reaching and touching cannot allow one to get to far ahead still thinking of scented boudoir bed and as we part and you head off a kiss on brow so light and soft and I know as I head away I shall carry your scent on me for the day. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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I like the phrase "my tongue a pleasurable torture instrument."  It reminds me of a phrase a friend of mine used in college. She called a vibrator she had a clitoral stimulator from hell. LOLVery sensual and sexual snapshot. Bravo Mulleen! thanks for the praise, especially from one as sensual and sexual as yourself Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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Ahem, I suspect many can write as I do. However many MANY thanks for the comment, and, really, just trying to capture the thoughts onto the screen. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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so much is moments, of a longer narrative. The actors we, caught in, the tumbling anxious urgent wanting desiring story. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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