8.11.2011... "Inamorata...."
The word rolls off the tip of my tongue, whispered gently in her ear as she browses; lit only by the light of the screen....
She lookes up and smiles that little half smile she thinks is dorkish but I know to be the spark of desire.... Sparking my desire for her....
She doesn't quite know the term, it shows in her eyes but she smiles, her curiosity piqued....
"Inamorata...?" she asks, brows raised in unspoken question. She had been in a thoughtful mood for some time the last few days. Thoughtful and lost in her inner thoughts and puzzles. "Life is so precious, fragile and fleeting;" she had remarked earlier. "Far too fleeting to squander," had been his unspoken response to her quiet comment. A response now in actions, if not words.
" 'Tis you, mine." And she smiled, a slight blush rising across her chest as those tiny hairs on her skin rose in pleasure.
"You've never called me by that before," she softly replied. " I like the sound.... I think, yes, I do believe I do" She said smiling, the world wide web forgotten for a moment....
"I like the way it sounds, I think," she continued, repetitiously savoring her pronouncement; tracing a slender finger across his chest, dallying in the thatch, as his hand slowly undid her own buttons...
Turning and drawing near, she nibbled gently across his chest. The sensation electrifying his skin as if a thousand tiny kisses were alighting, one by one, spreading out across his senses driven onward by each, tiny, kiss.... A button undone, a zipper found and lowered; her lips unrelenting in their assault.
"Save the draft, minx," his voice steady in her ear.
"Long since forgotten, my Sir...uhm perhaps a night full of surprises? I think I can make it worth your while...."
And with that, he paused a fleeting thought caressing his distracted consciousness....
Seduction... Is it his art practiced on her? Or, hers, on him?
She'll never say, her sphinx like silence invades the room as she watches, eyes glittering in the low light of the monitor.....
That was the first way he saw her, Her eyes alight in LCD haze, cheeks highlighted in a smile...a simple blue "T" demurely hiding those blossoms he loves to touch and, well never mind....
She says they are small, He knows they are far from small and delightfully, playfully....responsive....tastably so.....
"Worth my while?" He asked as she gently tugged down his jeans...
"I want you inside me, deep...." She whispers in my ear... "Now..." And with that she took me in hand, as my own slipped her buttons undone. Breasts exposed, nipples as pearls hardening under his caress.... "Sometimes, you get me soooo wet....!" She moaned almost breathlessly as he played gently with her nipples...
"You moan well, mine...." Catching his breath suddenly as she began to stroke his hardening cock....
"Take me, now...." She begged.....
"Soon...." His soft reply, "soon..."
She paused just a moment, peering into his eyes, searching as if for his soul, she is in control she well knows, but this man of hers, he turns the tables with the idle swirl of his thumb and a slow deep thrust....yes, she is his....
And this second instalment rides below the first.... more tomorrow dear reader, be not shy, pen some lines and give me your thoughts.....?
Until....
Veritas~
There will be more soon.... If you have a suggestion for how the evening will progress, by all means.... Comment!
~V
A collection of short stories, personal musings, poetry (just a non poet's efforts, be kind...) perhaps a photograph or three... I hope you enjoy and please, leave a note, a link or best of all, a comment.... ....do join in, become a blog follower, you never know when I might actually say something witty or God forbid, profound! My fondest hope, that the unsaid pleasures are found in the words and images I have crafted for you...you....
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4 comments:
You're dreamy to read.
Why thank you!!
You are Milady, quite a pleasure to read as well!
Any suggestions for the next....?
V~
Love this, especially the first pic, thinks of oneself as i play at the end of stressed out busy day, its always nice and arousing to read your words, again you put a smile on my face :)
I second Drench's comment. Yeah, "dreamy to read". Umm Hmm!
I like how this story starts out -- all the whispering gently in her ear. Love the first line: "The word rolls off the tip of my tongue, whispered gently in her ear..." Hot.
I like that she does some whispering of her own -- ""I want you inside me, deep...." She whispers in my ear... "Now..."" This is hot!
I love the title. Perfect for this piece.
More, please.
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