Dear reader...imagine with me...please?


 Dear reader

This piece is not for those who will understand it as a piece of porn writing. This piece, is for those who know what it means to enjoy a moment so intimate that words may not do it justice but, the need to capture it if possible.
An early early morning imagining of a narration played out in my head. An event so passionate. Do enjoy.

What would it feel like to be so close to another.
Could u imagine to feel the very life and essence of the existence of another, through their nearness. At first, nothing more than enjoying that closeness. A banter comfortable. To share in a hug naked. A playful caress. A movement subtle.. near undetected, pulling closer into each other .
Imagine two bodies laying on a bed...she on her tummy, he laying on her back. 



There be this welling of emotions engulfing .
Neither wishing to breath....hearts near stopping, and when that beat does happen, it sounds like a drum in ones head.
A tiny arching of her body from under him toward his weight on top of her.
A slow rise, an intense and deliberate aching.
All of a sudden a moistness.
A hardness deep.
 Not being deep enough. Slow. Not being slow enough. Nothing be enough.
Like a lioness and her king... majestic be their tenderness as they try to melt into each other, rubbing against each other. Near purring and breathing each other in. The position of two bodies changing... with every thrust.
The lustful ache heard through the begging for it to not stop.
A sob, a passionate sob... does escape her as she feels an uncontrolled intense wave grip her being and he cannot help but pull her harder into him, lifting her off the mattress.
The pace changes.
Slower.
More deliberate.
Deeper, grind after grind after grind.
She cries. A tone begging, pleading... wanting. He loses himself in his will to want to give her more and at the same time possess her make her his on and on and on....the agony of lovers primal lustful...

To end this piece of emotion playing out in my head i cannot...it be such intense lovemaking between two lovers lost and perfect and untainted...i prefer to burn and drown in thoughts so possessing ...

RB.



Comments

  1. “Lovers primal, lustful” are the words that would be an apt description of this intense piece of writing. It’s not something to be easily forgotten but rather to enjoy and hold onto in one’s imagination, playing it over and over, viewing it the mind’s eye and indulging the fantasy of the two of them, mirrored by and absorbed into each other’s being. Miss RB certainly knows how to tease and taunt!

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