Today is the last Tantalyzing Tuesday Teaser of the year 2013. We have a plethora of prurient partners who have toiled in preparation of their finest passionate missives for your year-end pleasure. You can read each of their wonderful 200 word stories (no more no less), based upon a photo of their own selection that tickles their muse, by following the link above. I also have them listed like gourmet appetizers for your New Year's Eve party upon which to nibble..............yummy.
Now, There are 5 "Super Moons" or "Perigee Moons" in the year of 2014, two of which are in January. The term "Super Moon" doesn't come from astronomy nor is it the same as a Full Moon (there are full moons each month). It’s comes from astrology but refers to the moon being at it's closest point in relation to the earth on those few days each year. Now there isn't much notable about that but what is highly unique and unusual is for the first Super Moon to be on the first day of the first month of the New Year. There is something magical about that, don't you think??
So, in honor of the Super Moon, the Perigee Moon, I have written a piece I titled, "La Luna Passionata". If you enjoy my missive would you please leave me a comment? You know how much I adore the attention...
|La Luna Passionata|
She ascended the steps of the infinity pool as if floating from the bay waters and settled along the pool edge with the grace of a feather. Her skin, like liquid lava and covered in tiny droplets, reflected the moon’s embrace in thousands of glimmering sequins.
Her back, arched between her shoulders to her hips, seemed to be reaching for more of the Moon's attention as she sighed. I smelled her perfume, at once released into the night air, as the aroma rode the silver gossamer wings to where I sat.
My eyes feasted in her shadows. Her silhouette was a banquet of flowing curves: nipples hard and stretched into the moonlight crowned her breasts, alabaster round and full.
The slope of her taunt stomach to the silken slit where her thighs met was fluid, a single stroke from God’s hand on this canvas of carnal beauty.
Her splendor was overwhelming. She turned her head, extended a graceful arm and gazed at me while our eyes touched in a magnetic caress.
Seduced by her beckoning, I rose, and joined the Perigee Moon to feast upon her pleasures.
|Happy New Year|