Crimson full lips, the rise and fall of alabaster white breasts and the rhythmic sway of a bodacious ass above long sinewy legs as come-fuck-me-heels tap out an announcement of her arrival. Can anyone deny being taken prisoner by an intoxicating aroma, the seduction of the glance of a beautiful woman? Sex knows not gender; arousal and desire respond to excitement. Yes, love is blind. Desire is insatiable...
So, today is Tantalyzing Tuesday and you are in for some great Teasers. Mine is based on the photograph, below, and 200 words, no more nor less. Please read how this photo moved me then follow your appetite to the delicious offerings my prurient partners have inked for your pleasure. Follow the link above or my partners are listed like delectable morsels on a gourmet menu below. No matter how you get there, go. You won't leave hungry. By the way, for those of you that know the area, I tip my hat to the Whitehorse, probably one of the first lesbian bars in Oakland, back in the day.
Enjoy ~ ☼ღஜ ﾚo√乇 ¸.☆¨¯`*.✿.*˜"*°
So, today is Tantalyzing Tuesday and you are in for some great Teasers. Mine is based on the photograph, below, and 200 words, no more nor less. Please read how this photo moved me then follow your appetite to the delicious offerings my prurient partners have inked for your pleasure. Follow the link above or my partners are listed like delectable morsels on a gourmet menu below. No matter how you get there, go. You won't leave hungry. By the way, for those of you that know the area, I tip my hat to the Whitehorse, probably one of the first lesbian bars in Oakland, back in the day.
Enjoy ~ ☼ღஜ ﾚo√乇 ¸.☆¨¯`*.✿.*˜"*°
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| A Garden of Gardenias |
She intrigued me, there was no denying that. I don’t
think she knew when I watched her check her hair, touch-up the crimson of her lips
or straighten her leather skirt above long sinewy legs. When I entered a room, I
knew she had just left. The unique fragrance, the aroma of gardenias that was
her, hung in the air like a feather drifting in her absence until I surrendered.
A stolen glance across the conference table fed my ache
for her while I memorized the rise and fall, the curve, of her breasts as she
breathed the air we shared. She shifted to cross her legs and her crisp white Oxford cloth shirt opened to her lacy scarlet secrets beneath.
The tap…tap…tap of her heels announced her approach and I
wondered, my heart pounding with desire….Today?
To my surprise, I saw her at the Whitehorse sipping a Chardonnay. I approached to say hello and she
pulled a fisted hand-full of my hair close, so close our lips touched and she
whispered into my mouth.
I followed her to her car and got in. Tomorrow would be
soon enough to share secrets.
Tonight I dared to dream.
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excellently written and very erotic, Would love to read about the night which follows and the morning after
ReplyDeleteThank you, Julez. That is a bang-up idea. Perhaps a closer look is a great idea. Thank you for coming and dropping some ink. xo
DeleteWhat a wonderful fantasy post . Really beauty needs no boundries of gender . Really Hot and erotic . Thank you Muffy Ji
ReplyDeleteYou were kind to visit, Jail Ji. Thank you for commenting. xo
DeleteSuch a lovely tease :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Doris. I am so happy you enjoyed it. Thanks for stopping by for a visit. xo
DeleteOh Muffy, Muffy, Muffy. I was like a leach to your words, sucked in from your introduction and left wanting more. Fabulous tease xxx
ReplyDeleteJessica, thank you, my dearest. I know you are always at the ready to comment. Not everyone does, so it comes as a wonderful treat. Thank you for stopping by, because I know how busy you are so your time is very much appreciated. xo
DeleteVery intense. No guessing where that is leading!
ReplyDeleteI should think not, Angelica. Your teaser was very intense, too. Painful, in a way, but brilliantly written. xo
DeleteFabulous. Beautiful teaser, so erotic. Your descriptions of her feelings and yearnings are so vivid, I hope all her dreams are fulfilled. This is a story to extend. I hope you do.
ReplyDeleteThank you, dearest. Maybe next week. It was kind of you to stop and spill some ink. xo
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