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Seeker
I am a hunter, a Seeker and giver of pleasure in this wild and beautiful landscape of your being.
Time spent engaged in this pursuit within your environment are rare moments of true wonderment and excitement - sheer unadulterated bliss.
I digress; I must not allow myself to lose focus, lost and entangled in your lustrous hair is dream enough, but then my journey of exploration continues as it has many times before, yet it never loses it's appeal or fascination.
My breath on the back of your head, lips skimming the fine hairs as they stand and quiver as I pass and you turn towards me, your eyelashes flicker as I softly kiss your face and then we meet, tongues exploring, imploring, passions stirring at this forbidden moment in time.
I trace down your porcelain neck as you arch your back to increase sensation and in doing so your twin rose tipped peaks rise up and I travel through the valley between and across the smooth, flat white plain flanked by the distant ridges of your hips.
I move south towards a small cultivated thicket on a low rise and catch a scent of you, faint and exotic which guides me on.
As I descend my tongue caresses the cleft as it widens in greeting and like any Seeker I instinctively forage for the flower I desire.
Nestled in your mound deep in the cleft it rises to meet my tongue to be caressed, teased and pleasured.
I sense movement and what sounds like whirring of wings but I've heard this before. It is a low moan starting at the back of your throat and it could be that you're purring, luxuriating in the pleasure of my tongue as you gentle rock your hips in time to the Seeker's cajoling until your essence coats me and you quench my thirst and set my soul soaring in trepidation of what is next to come.
Time spent engaged in this pursuit within your environment are rare moments of true wonderment and excitement - sheer unadulterated bliss.
I digress; I must not allow myself to lose focus, lost and entangled in your lustrous hair is dream enough, but then my journey of exploration continues as it has many times before, yet it never loses it's appeal or fascination.
My breath on the back of your head, lips skimming the fine hairs as they stand and quiver as I pass and you turn towards me, your eyelashes flicker as I softly kiss your face and then we meet, tongues exploring, imploring, passions stirring at this forbidden moment in time.
I trace down your porcelain neck as you arch your back to increase sensation and in doing so your twin rose tipped peaks rise up and I travel through the valley between and across the smooth, flat white plain flanked by the distant ridges of your hips.
I move south towards a small cultivated thicket on a low rise and catch a scent of you, faint and exotic which guides me on.
As I descend my tongue caresses the cleft as it widens in greeting and like any Seeker I instinctively forage for the flower I desire.
Nestled in your mound deep in the cleft it rises to meet my tongue to be caressed, teased and pleasured.
I sense movement and what sounds like whirring of wings but I've heard this before. It is a low moan starting at the back of your throat and it could be that you're purring, luxuriating in the pleasure of my tongue as you gentle rock your hips in time to the Seeker's cajoling until your essence coats me and you quench my thirst and set my soul soaring in trepidation of what is next to come.
Published 23rd Nov 2018
| Edited 24th Nov 2018
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Anonymous
23rd Nov 2018 6:50pm
"sheer unadulterated bliss" - exquisite write DawnRaider.
23rd Nov 2018 6:56pm
Thanks Liah, Really appreciate it. I enjoyed the write but hate the title. Still working on that as we speak :-)
Anonymous
23rd Nov 2018 7:05pm
I actually love the title.
23rd Nov 2018 7:22pm
Anonymous
23rd Nov 2018 7:23pm
Yeah...and I love the image.
23rd Nov 2018 6:54pm
I love where you went with your thoughts, erotic and very sensual, it appeals to me more I am not a fan of vulgar language, I am impressed with your style of writing.
Nice ink my friend.
Nice ink my friend.
23rd Nov 2018 7:02pm
Many thanks Rose. I'm also not a big fan of out and out vulgarity for it's own sake although maybe for shock value it has a place.
This was supposed to be a romantic dreamy write about two lovers who obviously know each other well.
This was supposed to be a romantic dreamy write about two lovers who obviously know each other well.
23rd Nov 2018 8:52pm
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- Edited 20th Jan 2019 12:45pm
24th Nov 2018 10:05pm
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