Tuesday, December 27, 2011

Scarlet

Even though my fiery arousal is soaking the scarlet lace covering my modesty, darkening the fabric nestled between my legs, filling the room with my uniquely pungent scent, he wants more, he needs more.

He needs me wetter than I’ve ever been before, he needs to see my glisten drenching the delicate filigree, scorching the skin of my smoothly shaven mound as the dampness rises up towards the ebony bow perched innocently on the boundary up high. He needs to see it, to smell it, to feel it dripping its trail on my inner thighs, pooling on my bed, marking the crisp, white sheeting for hours, for days to come.

He needs it, his voice tells me between a growl and a hiss, his throbbing scarlet hardness betraying his own lascivious hunger as he spreads my legs out wide, his hands following the stocking covered line, momentarily hovering, teasing, taunting me with the promise of his touch, his hands finally finding landfall again as they caress then take their sweet hold, one up the side of my neck to wind through the curls at my nape, the other clutching at my sex like possessor and invader, dextrous fingers at long last edging the fine weave to reveal the gleaming ruby of my lips, of the cunt longing to wrap itself around his leaking cock.

And just as I think he’ll give in to my desire as well as his own, just when I believe my throaty pleas and moans will see him acquiesce, he releases the fabric to devour me, suckle on me through the flooded lace, to slide his shaft along the slippery boundary, to press his cockhead into me so hard for a moment I wonder if he will shred, tear, break through the cruel little barrier to sheath his cock with me, to meet and fuck and have my greedy velvet heat.

12 comments:

The Pioneers of HNT said...

Hmmm...I'm thinking that I might need that too.

No, I'm pretty sure I do.

Lady Dragonfly said...

Goodness.

It is still morning here where I am reading this, and I am fanning myself, eager to return to bed already. Somehow you manage the gorgeous filth with such eloquence that the heat turns even higher.

Lust inspired. Thank you.

Mia Wallace said...

Beautifully written, beautifully sexy.

Jack and Jill said...

This story had our mouths watering. You wield your words expertly, and your account leaves us desperately in need.

Cheeky Minx said...

The Pioneers of HNT: I definitely think you need it too. I think we all do...

Lady Dragonfly: The fact you wanted to take to your bed is the highest praise, Lady D. Now I'm rather hoping you did just that and you'll share the salacious spoils in your own erotically eloquent style...

Mia Wallace: Thank you so much for placing a smile on these here lips, lovely...

Jack and Jill: Is it a little wicked that I take pleasure in leaving you both desperately wanting and needing? Thank you for the wonderful words and the delicious visual...

max said...

i understand his needs, especially with you, inimitable you.

distrini said...

Oh my... wow... (That's all I am able to say right now)

Mediocrity said...

Tremendously lovely. An excellent capture of desire, lust, and well....wet cunt.

Hyacinth said...

I love your words and the snippets of trysts you share with us. I've been a long time reader and I'm happy to finally have a platform to tell you so.

Cheeky Minx said...

max: Oh... You've left me at a loss for words, m. In the best possible way of course...

Sophia: And I take those three little words as high praise, lovely...

Mediocrity: I'm so thrilled it hit the spot. It's lovely to see you back...

Hyacinth: I can't quite express just how happy this leaves me. I hope you come out of the shadows more often. Thank you so much...

Richie said...

Wow! Hot stuff. My first time to your blog but it won't be my last. I'm in the adult business so I know good content when I see it. Keep up the good work, I'll be visiting more often.

Cheeky Minx said...

Thank you so much, Richie. And by all means, drop round whenever you're in the mood for another piece of Cake...