imagination amok!

This is what music knows to do...imagination amok!

"...she allowed her thoughts to be carried on the ups and downs of notes strange. a mixture electronic, classical... translucent in their message. Depths of timelessness wanting nothing but, a dropping into sound.

He watched. 

At first, her stillness was so quiet and serene, as if posing for a portrait. every curve vibrating the notes off her nakedness...he found himself becoming part of  'u.f.orb' and the strange journey playing itself out before him.

Then began a 'lighting' of sound...as if rays of music emanated from the speakers ...they were hedonistic, trance-like in their repetitive similarity of notes and vocals. 

She began to curve...subtle, engaging...soft.

Her thighs travelling ever so slowly against each other, a  deep intake of breath as her  back began to arch...her head moving slowly... slowly, from side to side...hair blonde, wild, loose...giving him glimpses of a face lost in seduction and sheer personal surrender.

Her hands moved to cup her breasts, pushing the mounds of soft roundness together...her thumb playing with the hardness of her nipples.

He had begun to sweat, not knowing if he could help himself anymore...thinking it intrusive to address his hardness, soooo wanting to caress his manhood...! ... in time with her rhythmic surrender.

That is when she looked at him...through a curtain of blonde hair...bit her lower lip and proceeded to allow her tongue to run the outline of her upper lip....from one corner of a seductive curve of a mouth ready to taste every part of him....to the other corner...and...back.

Her left leg lifted just enough, revealing, for a brief second,  the sensuousness ripeness of woman on 'heat'..the purpose though, was, for her foot to beckon him to come hither...

he stood up and went forth to take her foot in both his hands, proceeding to rub the sole and watch, mesmerised, as her hand found her wetness and cupped it away from his view..."  RB