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
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.......?
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
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| The Sanity of Madness |
".......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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