I meet the dawn tearing at the threads, the need to expose my wanton flesh to the low light too great, to the walls that have borne witness to our carnality, your marks lustrous on my skin, your seed and my lust the fire on the lips between these legs, our forbidden hungers screaming again through my veins.
FOLLOW THE MINX
The hunger that is never sated, the primal need that surges with unbridled passion.
I relate to your voracity, your appetite, more than you realise, JB…
Ah, to be a fly on those walls…
(Sharpens scissors, cuts hole in fly screen)
Fuck….
Me…..
You are too perfect. This is one of my favorite pictures and I just saw it. The perfect light, the curves, the patch of dark, the forbidden desires expressed in just one picture. Mercy.
My apologies for taking so long to respond. I have to admit your comment floored me!
If and when I ever doubt myself, my allure and my body, I’ll make sure I return to your words. Thank you for making me feel like a bright, young thing once again, Advizor…
Who could be hungry after reading and seeing this delectable post….
peace and love
1ManView
I’m hoping and praying everyone will feel a gnawing hunger on seeing this post, 1ManView… 😉
Thats one seriously hot picture … but you don’t neer me to tell you that. 😉
Forbidden is such an interesting concept when it comes to sex. Why should wanting to fuck be forbidden? I once said to a FWB “I want to do unspeakable things to you, but when she asked what do you wnat to do to me? I didn’t know what to say. I’m sure it was the idea of doing something forbidden … something that the nuns wouldn’t approve of … that underpinned my words. Our fucking was carnal, lustful, loud, unrestraned and energetic, but beyond that (and the fact that she lived with her boyfriend) there was nothing that should have been forbidden.
It’s a funny old world in which we seek approval for something as natural as eating or breathing.
Thank you for the wonderful compliments and very thoughtful response, AM.
In this post, it isn’t a case of seeking approval for my innate wantonness or complex sexuality, or the expression and experience of unbridled, carnal pleasures. It’s a little more complex than that.
When I think about the forbidden, it is often in human form – those who are forbidden to me, the people I will never have and taste and devour, those beyond my reach. Or, the desires I might crave for another – the selfish yearning to witness them live out a fantasy I’ve nurtured in the darkest corners of my sexual soul. There is something of the forbidden and clandestine in those cravings…
Perfection is a subjective judgement…. in my opinion, your words and imagery are sheer PERFECTION… there: I said it! 🙂
Who am I to argue with your judgement or subjectivity, Ian?! 😉
This picture reminds me of your former Twitter avi. Like that, it’s tempting – it’s almost what you can’t see that’s more arousing than what you can.
You know me and my penchant for mystery and the veil, IL…
(You’ve got me thinking about reverting to this avi on Twitter once again…)
Another well thought out & composed photo.
Well done.
You have my warmest thanks on all counts, Jetosh…
another look of wonder, another arousal…..another sigh……xx
Another blush, another swoon, another wicked smile…
stunning.
I’m tickled you think so.
The wanting to be knelt between those sexy legs teasing those lips to satisfy the desire that is growing, your right hand holding the back of my head holding me there? what anyone wouldn’t do to make it a reality.
Oh my… I wonder what you would do to experience it all…
You are too perfect. This is one of my favorite pictures and I just saw it. The perfect light, the curves, the patch of dark, the forbidden desires expressed in just one picture. Mercy.
The true perfection is found in your generosity, akriti. You have my deepest thanks and gratitude for your wonderful words…