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A LOVE LETTER WRITTEN, READ & SENT
Close your eyes and imagine… The chilled crispness of champagne.A large, deep-soaking tub. There is something cathartic about a bath. The warm water engulfs as the steam rises, while the champagne chills and warms in the mouth at the same time. A rush of desire to the body, mind and soul. Not Just An Oasis. Mine and Yours. Here we are, away from everything and everyone. This tub is our oasis. I crouch over you and take your face in my soapy hands. The look that passes between us, absent of any words. There is no room for superfluous words, the carnal flow of energy simply overwhelms this moment. Your…
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FEELING THE SMILE
I was thinking of you today. The last memory. I can feel the sizzle. I can feel your smile. When a connection has depth, there is a sense of freedom, in both movement and emotion. It doesn’t leave you, rather it comes and goes in sometimes, the most unexpected of moments. The Warm Spot in the Lake. The Feeling We Crave. There are some people who search all of their lives for this comfort. I have described this before – it is the warm spot in a lake. When you first wade in, it can be chilly and uncertain and then, there it is – and oh, how it radiates…
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THE ZIPPER
Here we lay. We ardently kiss and I feel your skin so warm, I mesh my mind into our connection that is developing and maturing in real time. Two people deliciously playing out our passions, so sensual, we melt. I bury my head in all that is masculine about you. It maybe be covered in fabric with the mechanisms for privacy, but my desire is to open you up, devour you and make it mine. A creation of a memory branded into my brain. There it goes – your warm, strong flesh set free. Then I can’t help myself. My mouth, my tongue and your eyes piercing into mine. The…
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MORNING LOVE: UNE PETITE LECON ORALE
It is one of my favorite things. We need to appreciate the art of oral for what it is – a massage between a pair of beautiful thighs.
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FANTASY FRIDAY: ABOVE THE RIM
It doesn’t need an introduction, does it?
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BLAMING NEWTON
We soldier into the unknown familiarity of this chemical connection. It is the beauty of carnal physics You do not mentally process what it is that happens, but certainly feel it. A brave heart, courage, accelerated by the anticipation of a new journey into intimacy. The brain bubbles with the excitement and confidence soars. You are in the zone. This is the moment where nothing else matters. Everything is just a part in this play called, Life. Fade to black, except for you and me, we are vividly together. The Consequence of Lust… Like a gambler, are known but just don’t fucking matter. We are freefalling into the physiolgoical response.…
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HONEY LOVE
Some tales are just too sweet for too many words.
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A HUMP DAY RECOLLECTION
I wonder if you think about it as much as I do…
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Fantasy Friday: A Symphony Between the Thighs
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SUNDAY FUNDAY: BACK TO THE BASES & THE ART OF THE KISS
We were all young once. The frenetic desire to demonstrate our sexual skills. Now, its time to do the opposite and let our lips just linger…