Anticipation . . . It has become the thief of sleep this night - robbing me of the essential elements of rest and recreation.
It crawls along the caverns and corridors of my fractured mind - it taunts and teases of that which lays just over the near horizon. It plays the adolescent game of hide and seek with my emotions; tying my mind in silly knots of "does he really like me?" And compelling me to demonstrate my earnest desire in performance.
Yet, we are grown ass adults experienced adults at that! We should be well beyond anticipation - but the feeling is palpable -...
Part III - You Do IT For Me (Writing from His Perspective)
You continued to demonstrate a love for me that I had seldom known as your mouth overwhelmed my pulsating dick and your hands gently stroked my balls.
At the height of that moment I laid you down by the fireplace and lifted your pelvis to my eager mouth. “Let me show you something.” I whispered.
“Take me there baby.” You moaned.
I moistened my fingers and slide them along your already glistening pussy lips and found your stiffened clit. I played with it back and forth as your legs began to spread wider and the beautiful pinkness beaconed me to delay...
I'm feelin' the sensation of an aphrodisiac from your pheromones I'm aroused by the memory of your scent, the shape of your super fit body, the taste of your honey laced kisses, and the flavor of my pussy on your lips.
I'm feelin’ the effervescence of your rhetoric, resonating in my mind, reverberating in my soul, stirring my passions, causing my pussy to swell & quiver in sheer delight.
I'm feelin’ the soothing explosion of your body responding to mine in sweet surrender; a cornucopia of orgasmic ecstasy, as that tingling...
There is a moment in each day when I am filled with the sunshine of your memory. It cascades as a gentle blanket, basking me with the warmth of your embrace.
There is a moment in each night when the memory of your tenderness and the bliss of your love making is as overwhelming and invigorating as a drink from the fountain of youth containing the elixir of life.
There is a moment within each moment when having experienced the full height and depth and length and breadth of you; elevates me to a crescendo of euphoric wonder . . . A wonder which transcends mere mortal...
The night harbors a sound deep within her breast ..... it whispers of love and passion and desire and longing. It resonates amidst the somber angling of the full moon. It's brilliance dazzles as a diamond cluster, hanging in the black bosom of the night.
The night harbors a sound deep within her soul ..... it echoes a need swirling and churning - awakening with every encounter of the essence of her desire. It smiles behind secret thoughts of you ... perhaps a rendezvous of holding hands, of subtle embraces, of tender kisses.