Friday, April 25, 2008

Half Nekkid Thursday --one day late

Yes, it's Friday. Yes, I took the pictures today. Yes, it's supposed to be on Thursday. However, I think it's a lie I can live with.

Art and Foreplay

I wrote this, last summer, after a trip to the nude beach.....and a further memorable excursion into the bush.....

"Would it look good if I was on my knees and reach up?"

"I don't know, try it."

She kneels and reaches up to embrace the arch of a sapling, bent and splintered.

"That looks good," he says "but try this." His creative eye sees for him as he has her rise and positions her behind the broken arch.

"Slide your hand in here" he says as he weaves her fingers between the broken pieces, like strange material for a hand woven basket.

"Now wait, don't move!" And he rushes to his backpack. He rummages, finding his lengths of rope. Then he strips off his shorts until he is naked; beautiful and perfect among the trees and lush, green foliage.

He approaches her without seeing her. He sees the end result and the means to that end. As he binds her hands, she remarks at how much she feels like he is grafting her to the tree.

Once he is satisfied with the delicate intricacy of his knot work, he steps back and looks at her. Pleased, he grabs the camera and begins to shoot.

She feels the attention is like a sensual luxury. To be observed, directed and recorded. She feels beautiful; mostly because of his gaze. His penetrating, consuming gaze. His eyes devour her.

Then he comes to her. Kisses her intently. Roughly. Her heat rises. This is delicious, erotic foreplay for them both.

More pictures.

He pulls down her top, exposing the tops of her breasts to the nipples. "I want more of a tease" is his comment as he adjusts the fabric.

The tension becomes more palpable. Very soon they will snap like the tender trunk of this tree he has her attached to.

More pictures.

And then, abruptly, the camera is down.

A sly expression transforms his face.

"What can I do to you when you're all tied to a tree?"

She grins, "What would you like to do?"

He's quick and catlike. He unbuttons her pants and swiftly pulls them down over her hips. He helps her step out of both her pants and shoes.

Her tank top comes down, around her waist. Exposing her breasts.

A swift and firm slap strikes each breast.

She inhales quickly. Surprise. Pleasure.

It has begun.

Her nipples become erect as she reacts to the sting of the slap.

"Did you like that?" he asks. "Are you a bad girl?"

She finds herself nodding without even realizing it.

She begins to lose awareness of her surroundings as she focuses her undivided attention on her lover.

He is impatient now. The photography aroused him more that he intended.

"Stick out your ass" he demands.

With her wrists grafted firmly to the tree, bound with soft white rope, she stretches her muscles as she tests how far she can move back.

He moans. He loves the sight of her round bare ass as she thrusts back to him.

Tense, raw, sexual energy rises in him. The animal lust overtakes his senses.

He grabs her, spreads her cheeks. He leans forward and spits on her to lubricate his entry. Then he plunges and thrusts his rigid cock into her ass, as they both moan from the sheer shock of pleasure and intensity of the sensation.

Friday, April 11, 2008

what I want

I would ask you to stand.
Naked in front of me.

I would kneel.
Naked at your feet.

Slowly, slowly, I'd run my hands up your thighs
over your stomach
reaching up towards your chest.

Palms together,
hands clasped.
An offering.

My cheek pressing onto your thigh
inhaling your scent.
My warm breath.
Slowly my tongue caresses you
lapping, gentle strokes on your balls
figure eights with my tongue....just the way you like it.
Tasting you.
Hot and wet.

Now I run my tongue along the underside of your rigid shaft
exploring the texture of your pulsing cock.

My body poised in a state of worship.
That's how I always like to start:
submission and worship.

And as I run my tongue along the underside of your cock, I look up.....look to your face
let you look deep into my eyes to see how much I want this.
And provided you release my hands.....
I would slowly slide them back down your skin
place my hands on your hips.

Tasting you with my tongue.....licking around the base your cock.

Breathing the scent of you
And then I would take your cock in one hand....holding you gently
and slowly slide my mouth over you.
Down and down and down
until I can feel the head of your cock at the base of my throat....
just to hear you gasp with the unexpected pleasure of being taken
and deep.
Holding your cock, firmly at the base, I'll slowly pull back
with firm pressure
holding your skin taut
so that you feel this enormous strain on you
back and forth
deep into the throat
slowly pulling back
letting go with my mouth so that saliva drapes from my lips to your head
using my hand to stroke
wet and firm
not hard
just firm

concentrating on the head
as my fist closes around the tip
licking gently with my tongue
to keep you wet
'oh you bitch'
I hear you whisper under your breath

Then my hand releases you.
I reach around with both and grab your ass.
Allowing you to fuck my mouth.

Wrap your hands in my hair
and just fuck.
You take your thumb
hook it into the corner of my mouth
to open it
as you fuck it
one hand on the back of my head
the other opening my mouth for your pleasure
gagging me slightly with the force of your thrust
making me salivate on your cock
so wet
you pull out
you stroke
I catch my breath

Lovely isn't it?
A woman
on her knees
for your pleasure.......