Tuesday, May 17, 2005
Orgasmic...
Warning, the following post is significantly raunchier than any other I have written. Parental discretion is advised.“It’s a little bit funny, this feeling inside…”
It starts with a familiar pain in your toes, making them curl at the very thought of that one person. Gradually it moves higher and higher; inching towards your groin. On the way it ignites a fire in every muscle, nerve, vein and artery of your legs. It tickles your knees in the most sensual way and caresses your calves with the soft, smooth swish of satin. You feel bursts of electricity explode up and down your legs, electrifying every inch as they travel. You jerk your head side to side and bite your lip in ecstasy…you know what’s happening next. Suddenly, you feel the sting; you pop your head back and moan. You twist and turn and twirl yourself from the unbearable intensity. You arch your back and begin breathing faster. Beads of sweat begin to form on your forehead and you inhale the scent of your lover. It is intoxicating. It is stimulating. In a matter of seconds, it has passed, now moving towards your torso and head. You yearn for it to go back to where it was, almost trying to mentally push it back down. But you can’t. So you give in to its overwhelming power. You allow it to take control of you and your senses. You allow it to drive your mind wild. It reaches your chest and brushes against your nipple, sending a shock-wave up and down your body, announcing it’s proximity to your head. That one brush makes you shiver inside and your ears begin to ring. Gently it fingers your neck, tugging ever so slightly on its taught skin, stroking your throat with the most erotic of touches. Naughtily, it stays there, causing you to squirm with want and need, begging for it to complete its journey. Eventually it gives in, and begins to gently pinch your ear, playing with the lobe and tugging on it. You feel it run through your hair, playing with each strand as it moves to the next. You cannot bear it any more, you want your climax. Instinctively it knows that you are ready for the final play and return to your steamy groins where it first began its lewd journey. You prepare for the finale, relaxing your muscles and clearing your head. It looks at you with longing and gazes into your eyes. Within a matter of seconds, it is over. But those seconds felt like eons. They busted in you like a supernova that shook you to your very core. They rattled every bit of you and made you scream out with the sweet pain you felt; a sweet pain in the most righteous of senses. Slowly you relax yourself. Your muscles begin to loosen and your breathing returns to a normal speed. You lie there and feel the glorious heat of what you have just experienced while bringing yourself back to reality. Almost immediately, your tired eyes begin to shut and you drift off to peaceful sleep.
Over and Out.
Waldo! at 4:22 PM