Take an orange for example.
The color, so alluring. The fragrance, taking in the sweet odor
with every breath. The texture, delightfully pleasing to the touch.
Feeling its firmness in the palm of your hand as you fight back
the sensation to squeeze, yet knowing that the juices inside start
to flow as you fondle the delectable fruit.
And then the enticing toughts of a seductive peeling of its outer
layer. Finding just the right spot to begin. Gently removing the
genesis of ecstasy. Taking your time to comb over every morsel
of fiber awaiting separation from its inner core.
Just when you think you can't hold back any longer, you move
towards the orange's fault line. Exposing the virgin like center to
the warmth of your breath as you spread it gently apart. Your eyes
looking for a glimpse of the horizon that awaits you.
2007-01-25
17:02:06
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Seeing the juices slide slowly down the silky smooth skin. Unable
to resist catching them with your caressing tongue. Oh the sweet
taste nearly brings your sences to a screaching hault.
Your mouth begins to water wanting to feel the forbidden fruit's
texture. You can no longer resist putting a slice between your lips
as your tongue greets the soft round front edge. You slowly bring
your teeth down in a teasing manor, gently restricting the penetration.
Your warm moist mouth closing around the fruit. Feeling the juices
explode from within as you compress down. Having the desires to
make this experience last a lifetime, but anxiously awaiting the next slice.
2007-01-25
17:03:22 ·
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