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"hi" (or "so much further to go")
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"hi" (or "so much further to go") "hi" (or "so much further to go") hi. hi. move closer, and kiss. feel the warmth of the air around you, as lean in, and lips meet, seek to stick, feel the soft cushioned curves under my own lips, share the heat of our bodies, and our selves, as kiss holds. come apart slightly flushed, slightly aroused, feeling body waking. you also move back slowly, eyes shining. hi. hi. lean in once more. tilting heads this time, reaching out, your left hand snagging at my hip, your right swings partially around me. my own arms, one arm has gone around you waist, my hand finds the small of your back, can feel the skin and spine through the thin fabric of your blouse, and my other hand is brushing against your head. guiding all in this kiss, as feel tongues dart out to explore, lightly suck upon, and taste, such rich sweet taste sending tingles through me, into my muscles, and bones, and through my veins, a rush of heat across my skin. my hand can feel the heat from the curve of skin at your back, and I move my hand down, caress the roll of your buttocks, stroking, and feel you move closer to me, deeper into our mutual embrace. eyes closed, we continue to kiss blindly, hungrily, not noting time going by, and seeming to forget the need to breath, our hips align and press closer to each other, our legs entwine around each other, and the heat rising from us. we part for a moment, grab a breath, hanging off each other in this embrace, only our heads move apart, our hips still magnetically connected, feeling the vibrations, the sense of closeness, the warmth and heat of ourselves against the other desired body, and with eyes barely far enough apart to focus. hi. hi. my hand moves from your head, caressing down along cheekbone, onto shoulder, and your shining eyes watch this slow moving journey, then into middle of your blouse, begin to pop buttons revealing the sweet rise of your breasts, the cleavage shadow, and the edge of curved skin and lace edged bra. my fingers draw across those areas of skin exposed, and feel you stir against me, even as these sights, and your breathy sighs, and mere presence, have set more than just stirrings and movement within me. my fingers slip under the opened blouse, beneath the material, over the bra, seeking out the hard raised taut nub of your nipple, and my fingers lightly glide around it, and glide across it, caressing and stroking and feeling the heat in you rising. and you move your mouth, and I move mine, and our mouths mesh, lips moving, and tongues delving, and tasting the rising passion and heat, and catching a sigh as two fingers lightly trap and roll your awakened sensitive nipple, and your hand on my hip, slips up, under my shirt, onto my skin, and feeling the heavy hip bone beneath, and slipping up to ribcage, and I shiver at this allowed intimacy, as my fingers blindly explore and open more buttons of your blouse, then my hand escapes the mass of our bodies, to reach around behind you, and to wriggle at the clasp of your bra till it parts. I feel you draw your nails down my side, and we break the kiss for a moment, a moment I turn and change, by continuing the kiss, but now upon the fullness of your breast, sucking in the breast, caressing this breast with lips, and tongue, actively, flicking at the nipple, rolling over and lapping at areolae. feel the heat rising from the breast, under these lapping touches feel the aurolae rise, grow tauter, in reflection of the nipple which more sensitive and aroused and taut grows. hi. oh hell, hi. oh damn, yes, hi. your hand drops and yanks impatiently at my belt, tugging it back and forth, trying to loosen it, and your hand is brushing against the hardness there. we move against each other, squirming, trying to press our bodies closer, share more, and meld more completely. and my lips leave your breast, and settle sucking lightly on you throat, and neck, and you arch your neck, and head, and you sigh a long sigh of super heated breath into my ear, as your teeth lightly close over and tug on my ear lobe. we are still clothed, and we are burning hot, so hot it feels a surprise our clothes are not smoking. and this is foreplay. and as we are still clothed has a long way to go. Our lips find each other and we kiss anew, and savour this taste, and then I feel your hand briefly close around me, as with the belt opened, the zipper surrenders immediately. And my hand reaches down, and strokes, firmly strokes, across and along and up your inner thigh, and then presses onto that risen mound from which so much heat is flowing, pressing and stroking across it, in one long stroking gesture, and feel your hips rise. and fall, and roll, at my touch, and our kiss deepens, grows hungrier, and deeper, and lips press eagerly, and can taste your arousal, as you can perhaps taste mine. and we have so much further to go, as entangled, embracing, enjoying the rising building heat, and the gentle exploring trailing touching caressing foreplay antics, we kiss, and kiss, and kiss..... Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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