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Shower Shower Ignore the rhythmic ceaseless beating sound Ignore the rising steam and coiled heat Ignore own nakedness and yours Instead fingers nimble and light Fingertips stroke and caress As an artist’s brush Down across and along Upon most beautiful living canvas Pale flushed surface of your skin Following the lines of beaded water Droplets which cling to your skin My fingertips captures one and swirls Lightly detach the droplet from its place Draw it across your body to another Following the lines which cling These dimpled dew points on you My breath kidnapped by your beauty And my hands move to long strokes From your knees over thighs to hips Refreshingly enjoying uncomplicated adoration of your beauty You stand under the warm falling water Water nymph or Aphrodite in shower stall Your eyes half closed Head leaning back relaxed A soft light savouring smile on your face Luxuriating in this sensual unhurried attention As fingertips beads of warm water chase And then pursued in turn by my eager lips Kisses lightly sucking at warm skin Feel tremors escaping from you Blush of heat expanding across your skin And hands exploring cupping capture Fullness of your buttocks curve Stroking sweet roundness and heat These hands refuse to pause Constantly caressing massaging and stroking Tracing cleft of buttocks to hollow of back Then lead by firm thumbs chasing up your spine Till reaching sculpture of shoulder blades From which might expect angel's wings to sprout These lines and planes of body beautiful How these sliding droplets hold upon you A gauzy transparent veil across skin Shimmering dots of stars by light highlighted Speckled diamonds sparkling dewy droplets And roaming hands refuse to rest Stroking across and upon your neck Long fingers kneading and massaging Eliciting a whispering sigh from your lips Again down your body whole hands lightly travel Before sliding back up on flanks over hips and onto ribs A curling inward embrace From below line of your elbows Hands swooping slide under heat of full breasts Fingertips reaching tease over supple skin Trace the fine details of aureole And surround and lightly taunt sensitive nipples Forefinger and thumb gently rolling nipple tautening You shuffle your feet to spread stance Half step back so you ease against me A pillar of fusing Oppenheimerist heat Warm water still washing over us As my lips close on side of your throat Kiss deeply at your throbbing pulse You allow a purr to escape Louder than the sounds of rushing water Our sybaritic shower sensual Our sweet moments of pleasure shared In the water from the water Water beings sharing this day so bright and true. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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ah the water and the heat....I may get carried away with that shower scene  Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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Some reading this might need a cold shower eh? I do like your sensual watery scenarios Mulleen. Independently Romantic Sounds Better Than Lonely
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when water caresses and sensual loving by you and falling water no pause in desire rising. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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