[RENA HANDS]

Remain on bended knee; kiss firmly the inner curve of my bronzed pelvis. Inhale the sprays of honey. Does it entice you? Are you wanting more? Dispassionately my hands swim through your auburn ocean.

No! A sudden smack across his face. A coo in a surprised rouged ear. Don’t just peck at my moist skin rather delve confidently your face against my curvaceous navel. See beyond my leathered projecting horizontal shells. Peer past my thick black mask. Fix your whispering fingers against my hump sending shivers through my spine. Watch my eyes flutter like an excited butterfly. Grasp my mane…see how it sways like sheets of liquid chocolate through an assembly line under a white hot artificial sun.

Effortlessly, blandly, my digits travel your rear curved head brushing exactingly your nose to my golden pierced belly. You puff out hot spurts of excited breaths as I pull you to and fro brushing softly your heated cheeks against my cool sculpted navel…

Do you see how my stud shimmers like specks of gold? Snake that naïve tongue against my concealed rib; slither to my mouth. How hungry are you? How famished am I?

Silk enjoys the laughter of your fingers’ cry as they play with my fabric so soft and unashamed. Bite wholly the inverted arch of my free suspended breast. A sharp pull of your hair. Don’t nibble; pulling back your lapping head…Don’t nibble as a mouse to cheese. My breast is whole; it makes me, it shapes this body that captured your attention…ah your concentration.

What were you smoking as I walked passed?

Was it my chained slave? Did he excite you? Fingers excitingly treading. Was it his defeated demeanor that struck your bulging eyes, sending your lit cigarette crashing against the cement. His stooped bare shoulders. A sharp pull. His black showering mane clinging firm against his fallen face…

Did that animate you?

A crackle. A high metal clink echoed from his chain…

Did this pique your attention?

Where is he?

Where are you as fidgeting fingers grip still awkwardly at my waistline.

Playfully your lapping tongue seeks out mine…

What a shame that it’s concealed behind a zipped metal prison.

My leather mask rubs against my coarse mouth. Still you remain on bended knee to fixate your hold of my dancing, snaking body. You suckle past my erect tit to nuzzle below my ear. I exhale staring off to the stars; how they shine, glisten like the diamond sheen painting my pearl fangs. My tired fingers still tread through your rising waves.

An undetectable sigh…

Do you savor the taste of my neck? Am I a feast? A banquet of tender loins that no matter the intensity of your bite…it will not be enough to sate you.

My meal…a deep gaze into your dead eyes…

Your fine milky flesh stained by pulsating emerald veins…I shall shred through it like melting butter. How erratic your pulse will beat as it’s punctured by French tips. Rivers of blood will seep down my starving throat; the salty taste will carry me into a liquid euphoria found by mere prey heating a silver spoon.

Rena Hands August 2008

[Lubesh]

*ahem....i liked his bit...

Rivers of blood will seep down my starving throat; the salty taste will carry me into a liquid euphoria found by mere prey heating a silver spoon.

lol seriosuly well pulled off as u can with this....conscious too.lol good one Rena.

but Rena.....take another peak!

[RENA HANDS]

Exhaust mama, exhaust it’s all that grey haze that fuses the creative mind…lol

Thank you for the read, comment and well deserved catch!

Honestly though, I know that I can and will attempt a better write…lol

[Lubesh]

Originally Posted by RENA HANDS

Exhaust mama, exhaust it’s all that grey haze that fuses the creative mind…lol

Thank you for the read, comment and well deserved catch!

Honestly though, I know that I can and will attempt a better write…lol

Catch was a reminder from Bjay....stop using drugs R. lol

[RENA HANDS]

Well many, many THANKS to Bluejay also!

[Ryankia]

"A coo in a surprised rouged ear. Don’t just peck at my moist skin rather delve confidently your face against my curvaceous navel." - 'delve' and 'confidently' should probably switch here, and a ", but rather..." perhaps as well.

I enjoyed this a whole, very enticing and erotic if I may say. Not for everyone. But one thing I noticed with some of the thoughts, there was always something missing, or at least it felt that way. A comma, a word, etc. Some pause before continuing the thought. Perhaps a quick look over to see if I am not imagining these things to help clean it up a bit? I would like to see this commented on more as well

[RENA HANDS]

Ryankia, u r correct there are missing ‘bits’ and ‘pieces’ (of action and thoughts). I was trying to illustrate an urgency of sex and sensuality but mostly trying to remain focused on the ‘sensual.’ This is going to be one of those writes that I need rework again. TY for the read and comment. If u have any further suggestions/comments, please send them my way…(grinning smiley.)