Monday, February 3, 2014

Tantalyzing Tuesday Teaser, February 4, 2014 ~ The Sanity of Madness

Tuesday is upon us once again, tantalyzing, seducing, haunting and hypnotizing . This is a bit of a saucy teaser, for your prurient pleasures. As you know, our Teasers are 200 words based on a photo of our choosing. Today, I have selected a photo which waxes romantic and begs an introspective question that rises and falls with the grey mist of reflection: Is all as we remember, when love, leaving it's fiery fingerprints on our flesh, is gone?

Please have a sweet read and when you are exhausted with me, leave me a comment below and have a pop over to all the other authors for a peek at what photo inspired their 200 word missives. You can find them listed below like wispy, yearning dreams, one-by-one, or you can visit our Participating Authors page link.

"Sanity may be madness but the maddest of all is to see life as it is and not as it should be." ... Don Quixote

The Sanity of Madness
Standing, he took her to the edge, to a special volcanic place inside, somewhere she had never before been: fiery, impatient, burning, yearning. Quickly, he withdrew his thick cock from her velvet folds clenched tightly around his length and laid her upon the floor. His fingers pinched her hard outstretched nipples. Her hands fell to the soft wet crease where his cock had been and her back arched into his touch as she moaned.......

".......more....." quietly.

She dropped her knees outward and offered herself completely then slipped two fingers into her silky lusciousness. His fingers joined hers entwined inside her juices. His lips touched below her navel; his tongue traced down to her glistening petals, swollen with anticipation in the phosphorous moonlight. Her muscles flinched eagerly.

Slowly, his tongue parted her lips then he flicked her clit as his thumbs spread her hood. Her small hands clinched his hair. His warm lips sucked her pearl into his mouth and he rolled it between his teeth gently while his tongue strummed it like a fine instrument.

She pleaded, breathlessly.”Please......"


"No……....not yet,” with a low throaty growl he whispered, as her scorching release threatened.

Was it real, as she remembered; now he was gone.......?



 
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9 comments :

  1. Wow so hot and erotic post , rythem of love music inpire and arouse the reader and unfold the inner desire of woman to go towards climax Loved this so much Muffy Ji

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  2. Oh! That was like having an astounding aperitif with soft spicy amuse bouche to follow. Then, a tiny chopped salad and a small cup of rich soup. All of it leads up to the astounding entree that you know will overwhelm you with it's divine flavors, incredible textures, and wonderfully fulfilling nature.

    And then the waiter came and said the meal was over.

    Curse you for being so good at this, Muffy!!!!

    Great tease.

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    1. I adore you, Molly, and you flatter me with your critique. Thank you, Love <3 xo

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  3. Yeah! This was one hell of an erotic post! Vividly imagined off the text, and wonderfully-written. Muffy, keep it cummin'! LOL,

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  4. Your erotic words create a wild hot memory flash. Your teasing was write on que, every word throughout. There are so many phrases and descriptions I'd like to oint out a snew, fresh and originally spectacular with their imagery. You have outpaced and out written 99% of the erotic scenes I've read in TTT or FFF.

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  5. Red hot Muffy. Beautiful use of description and perfectly paced

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  6. *fans self* Wow, Muffy, love, love, love your descriptions. I now need a a cold shower ;-)

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  7. Beautiful teaser. So sensual. Perfect visuals. I honestly felt like I was a voyeur not wanting to tear myself away. You captured the erotic mood. Please write more of this story <3

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  8. Oh cold drink please maybe shower :) wonderfully written direct yet leaving some to the imagination.. real or surreal ? love this T

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I was born when we kissed; I died when we parted. I lived in your embrace while we loved..........

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