I’d love to hear you moan with pleasure. Better yet I’d love to be the one that makes you moan. But I take what I can get.
I have maybe half a dozen books of (mostly) short stories (including Delta of Venus by Anais Nin) at least half of which involve tentacles or beasts of some sort. While i am no “beauty” I do find myself frequently attracted to the “beast”. I’m enough of a romantic, and I’ve been immersed sufficiently in myth over many years to get off on these sorts of ideas, both in my erotic reading and sometimes, to my detriment, in real life.
His arms are bound behind him, a little distance apart, in a position I learned at the recent workshop. The knots are imperfect, but the ties are firm. I can stand behind him, press against him should I choose to do so, without impediment.
Sometimes I find myself craving the erotic build up of anticipation, of the need for touch, the flash of shared passion and spontaneity along with a strong sense of mutual concordance.
Our sporadic conversation dwindled, died, deepened into energised silence, punctuated by faint sounds. The hissing murmur of the gaslight, the dull swishing rhythm of the brush, the liquid clench as one or both of us swallowed. Time and space narrowed as the brush passed repeatedly across his head, and the faint perfume of his scalp and my arousal gradually intermingled with the smell of wood smoke.
This week I’ve concentrated on the idea of being playful, because I’ve had a lovely playful fortnight being photographed by two photographers, and posting on #FebruaryPhotoFest2018.
Topsy Turvy – these are a mixture of current links and some links that caught my eye about 10 days ago.
As he jerked them down below my knees the pungency of my arousal spilled into the cabin. Now his fingers sought, then found wetness within the damp thicket of my pubic hair.
January 27, 2018
Some week’s it’s so hard to choose!
ArtTwist#1 is now officially closed. Thanks to all those lovely folk who joined in, or had a look. I strongly encourage you to participate in #ArtTwist#2.