She points the way, although he needs no direction, her delicate fingers climbing the bare legs raised up stiletto high, trailing the silken line from ankles to calves, skimming the quiver of thighs splayed open, spread wide, parting the rosy folds of the sex dripping its hot liquid lust, tracing lazy circles around the nub swollen tight with desire.
She guides the way, even though he requires no assistance, her hands winding, possessing his head and face and smile, edging his gaze, his greed close, close, ever closer, holding him steady and firm at her sweet and pungent portal, his gasping breath, his gulping inhalation inspiring the maddening beating in her cunt, his mouth, his lips, his tongue grasping at the air whispering between them, his mouth, his lips, his tongue longing for that first perfect, honeyed kiss, his mouth, his lips, his tongue yearning, craving, aching, reaching for the woman, for the cup, for the flood, for her uniquely, addictive glisten.
10 comments:
I suspect you'd make sure he didn't get lost...
Though men hate to ask for directions, we are willing to follow a woman who knows the way.
"...thighs splayed open..." will be in my head for the rest of the day.
Thank you.
A man should need no directions. A man should be able to read his lover, and have her aching for the next page over and over again.
Your words are like magic, weaving their spells and entrancing. I am under this spell, with my addiction constantly in need of feeding.
The Enchantrix is back! Oh my!
delicious...
Some men still need directions. :)
great post!
Delicious.... :-)
Os: You're so very right...
Advizor: That willingness to follow another's lead can be so incredibly arousing.
As for the afterimage, I'm always happy to indulge you...
JM: I agree that a nuanced lover is the ideal, but surely there are times where that kind of direction can be a deliciously erotic power play?
Thank you for the wonderful and generous words. You've left me swooning once again...
Frenchy: You certainly know how to make me sly very wickedly, my lovely...
Lady D: I'm so thrilled you think so...
France: You say that with such authority! Thank you... :)
Max: I'm glad you think so. Very glad, in fact... :)
This man loves direction.
Guide me succinctly to the flood, so i might drown.
How can I possibly resist guiding you, both.hands.please? Step this way...
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