Archive | 29.03.2009
- Sensations
Her eyes were closed but she was there, very there, feeling all the sensations of the moment. She lay on the quilt she had spread on the living room floor in front of the stereo. Music drifted over her and around her, around them. Her glass of wine sat untouched on the coffee table amongst the candles burning there. The stick of incense sent shivering smoke into the room, casting its almost magic smell. Smells. Sounds. And his touch. All the sensations.
He sat astride her as she lay on her stomach. ... more
- The Shower
Water flows over me like the hands of a lover, running through my hair, and caressing my breasts warmly to trickle from the tips. They harden ironically against the warmth, but not with cold. i reach for my lathering lover, and work up a creamy froth on the short beard i leave for this very purpose.
The dove bar had possibilities right out of the box, but it's bi-curved shape has long since worn down to fit my nether declivity like nothing else. my feminine erection engages the grove it has worn ... more