ticklishscribe
3rd Level Violet Feather
- Joined
- Apr 27, 2002
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Fervid Anticipation.
You lie on the bed, an X marking the spot
And my longing and sensual gaze follows the plan
That I have laid out for you,
That I have laid you out for.
I surf every curvature,
Watching, waiting for the first twitch
To reveal that hidden nirvana,
That holy grail of spots
That you have kept from me for so long.
The world of darkness
That I have placed you in
Has you on the edge
And listening for any sound or movement
That I may make,
Allowing you to reveal my plans
I ever so quietly lay out my tools
To finish my map of you
And I smile as I lay out each one,
In initial order so that I may begin.
This is the moment that I have been waiting for
And the moment that you have been dreading for so long.
I surf you again looking for that twitch
And watch feet in graceful but hesitant movement
as I see toes flex and curl, seeking refuge from the unknown.
Shadows of light playfully dance on your arches
And the balls of your feet, as if to tease me
And I know that they will soon change their dance and tune,
As your mind supernovas.
Shadows also dance in your armpits,
Highlighting and hiding the deepest recesses
That will bring you over the edge and beyond
As you feel your vulnerability,
In the most surrealistic of mind wrenching orgasms.
I know you want to speak, to utter any words
That will change my mind and release you,
But that only causes me to giggle softly and gutturally
And you take in a short sharp breath,
Then flinch and squirm intensely.
I watch your nipples rise to the occasion
And know that soon they will feel the same orgasm
Your mind is experiencing,
And I smile and giggle again to keep you on edge.
There is no lust for you, only the wanting of freedom,
That freedom which I hold in my hands.
Surfing your highlighted ribs now, I follow each one
As it crests like a wave on the shore,
To present itself before me.
From tips to back my eyes gaze and surf,
Watching a rising, falling and uncertain tide.
And the shadows in between that dance within the light
That caresses you.
On the beach lies your tummy button,
Like an upturned oyster shell, with its pearl at the bottom
And I want to pluck it and roll it between my fingers,
To play with it’s virgin softness.
A glistening catches my eye… A fervid temptation?
Is that love honey that I see?
Asking me to enhance your senses.
I can almost feel the fervid heat and I want to dive in
And play havoc there,
But I must hold back and tease your senses one by one,
Along with your nerve endings,
That I will divide, conquer and enslave.
I surf you again…
Your breathing is shallow and ominous,
As your mind intensely scrutinizes every image
That could offer you even the slightest glimpse
Of my fervid intentions.
But it is to no avail,
As they are only shadows of what might be,
For the moment has arrived and the first stroke is at hand.
Kisses on the lips do wonders to throw you off the scent…
You lie on the bed, an X marking the spot
And my longing and sensual gaze follows the plan
That I have laid out for you,
That I have laid you out for.
I surf every curvature,
Watching, waiting for the first twitch
To reveal that hidden nirvana,
That holy grail of spots
That you have kept from me for so long.
The world of darkness
That I have placed you in
Has you on the edge
And listening for any sound or movement
That I may make,
Allowing you to reveal my plans
I ever so quietly lay out my tools
To finish my map of you
And I smile as I lay out each one,
In initial order so that I may begin.
This is the moment that I have been waiting for
And the moment that you have been dreading for so long.
I surf you again looking for that twitch
And watch feet in graceful but hesitant movement
as I see toes flex and curl, seeking refuge from the unknown.
Shadows of light playfully dance on your arches
And the balls of your feet, as if to tease me
And I know that they will soon change their dance and tune,
As your mind supernovas.
Shadows also dance in your armpits,
Highlighting and hiding the deepest recesses
That will bring you over the edge and beyond
As you feel your vulnerability,
In the most surrealistic of mind wrenching orgasms.
I know you want to speak, to utter any words
That will change my mind and release you,
But that only causes me to giggle softly and gutturally
And you take in a short sharp breath,
Then flinch and squirm intensely.
I watch your nipples rise to the occasion
And know that soon they will feel the same orgasm
Your mind is experiencing,
And I smile and giggle again to keep you on edge.
There is no lust for you, only the wanting of freedom,
That freedom which I hold in my hands.
Surfing your highlighted ribs now, I follow each one
As it crests like a wave on the shore,
To present itself before me.
From tips to back my eyes gaze and surf,
Watching a rising, falling and uncertain tide.
And the shadows in between that dance within the light
That caresses you.
On the beach lies your tummy button,
Like an upturned oyster shell, with its pearl at the bottom
And I want to pluck it and roll it between my fingers,
To play with it’s virgin softness.
A glistening catches my eye… A fervid temptation?
Is that love honey that I see?
Asking me to enhance your senses.
I can almost feel the fervid heat and I want to dive in
And play havoc there,
But I must hold back and tease your senses one by one,
Along with your nerve endings,
That I will divide, conquer and enslave.
I surf you again…
Your breathing is shallow and ominous,
As your mind intensely scrutinizes every image
That could offer you even the slightest glimpse
Of my fervid intentions.
But it is to no avail,
As they are only shadows of what might be,
For the moment has arrived and the first stroke is at hand.
Kisses on the lips do wonders to throw you off the scent…
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