Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Seduction and lust

seductions and lust
sometimes seduction is the ultimate thrill...
she pressed herself against his back, hands cupping his butt, trailing her tongue over his bear back. tasting the manliness. planting soft kisses. He stood still but his breath heaved heavily. she taste salt, sweat...but continue touring down his back with her tongue. her lips feeling the thump of his heart...her hands exploring his tonned body. 'baby, please..' he whispered. 'Please, what?' she asked. she tiptoed behind him and licked his earlob, nibbling it lightly.
she slid around to the front and blush at the sight of his full self. shinny and alive. she could smell his arousal, taste him and hearing the harshness of his breath. she dropped to her knees facing her victim, all ready for the attention and wetness. she flipped her tongue around it and he gasped. both gasping as he rolled his hip...rocking it. squeezing him tight with every stroke. in a frenzy, he slipped into her, burying himself into her in one thrust. drowning in the reality of passion, in the dizzying rush of desires, as their breath quicken at each thrust. it was like coming home. squirming at each touch. throbbing for more. moans and groans filled the room. no hint of shyness as both came together letting out anguish groans. legs intertwined, panting for air as both fell asleep in each other's arm.
the light stream through the blinds and woke her. she let her eyes adjust to the light before turning over to her side to snuggle in his arms. only to be greeted by an empty space and cold sheets. she should have known better. a taste of the aftermath on her tongue. a feeling of rejection and abandonment. it was just her idealism that it was meant to be. reality was and is - his signature trademark remains, i.e. leaving at dawn once the excitement and errection is satisfied.
she got up and dressed to leave. carved in her heart is the sadness of what the night has meant. just an engineered plan of a one night stand. a thrilling night sans love.
Forgive, O Lord, my little jokes on Thee, and I'll forgive Thy great big joke on me.