Thursday, June 13, 2013

the water mellon of excessive dance

we had the night to play her and i

for weeks we had been around the disco techs ...
danced and got to know one another...

over time the we got closer and closer

her heart and mine beating in time to a beat as of the butterfly forests..

ever time we met we cuddled and my heart beat in her chest but nothing had been seen ...

tonight she greeted me softly
tonight we kissed and held hands.

two hearts joined as one tentatively as we entered the club... ;-)

they where playing various club classics of the dance era hot pulsing music

we danced but not together , just having fun ^_^
close but not .... (you know what i mean)

our eyes met we chatted at the bar , the talk intimate .. meaningless but in some way deeper than the stars in heaven..

souls fluttered moved to a beat of the aching heart but the joys of trust..

the depths of our dance , the music loving ,
a tune to the beating heart one of sensual and erotic love.

*a moment of silence i remember*

she pulled me onto a box at the side of the stage ...
i had never done this kind of thing ; i had danced but not in-front of lots of people...

she in-front of me , pulling my arms around her , the caress of her buttox and back against my damp chest... deep silent breath , as one dancing free.

*silence fell in a room full of loud pumping music*
*silent whispers of errant minds**
*a jilt a silver river of passion*

the wind passed the night an ember on my living soul.

as the night closed in ... we took a taxi home.

holding hands in the warm cabins cubbied noise..
kissing , hairs caressing , her fingers on my lap my hand caressing hers...

*a breathless buzz a silent fervent energy*
*twining birds in the dark*
*calling winds of loving heat*

the taxi arrived anon , i helped her out as a gentleman would.

we kissed in the lobby portal giggling ... :-)

and climbed the 2 story stairs hand in hand warm and smiling.

we crossed the door the key already in hand..

i put the kettle on for some tea..
we sat on the sofa ... ah some music (remote makes it easy :-) )

i lay on her chest my frosty blond locked hair , her nipples on my lips her chest a warm luxury ..

*roses of love*
*heart pulse *pink**

caresses in the warm dark
the salty pink light the moon shimmering in the shadows and illuminating the warm silky skins ...

*thigh met thigh*
fingers lit high
*temples of thundering fire*

warmth no shattered lire

hands moved , crossing thigh arm and chest,
hands meant to meet in the warm dark ..
to the shattering depths of the warm saxophone and light drums.

*kettle boils*
bat man moved the line
kettle water the tea to make
*the mood of moodening awake*

on my lap she sat ... wiggling ...
my hands about her breast her chest.
nipples a warm pink smell a sweet cinnamon a lilac scented dream. ;-)

*to hold her fast*
the chalenge met 
*eyes between us met*

the simmering truth a bold declare , the love we found a hard alibi
the fields we plough the thought we weave ..
passions in hearts do cleave...
the place we came the shivering fold the moon inside her hold..

her fingers caressed my glistening rod.. caressing up and down ,
delight her rose @-',--- the point of her nipple under my swirling tongue.

her lips doth part her tongue to taste the red cheery tip of my hardened wand...
curling down and up , her lips a sensual kiss a demand to submission i do not mind.

*heated stars are known*
*TO BURN*
*the clouds around the star to glow*
*and burn*

her mind and mine we simmered the passions the fruit of a thundered glories.

on the shag carpet we coiled ... behind her and around her ...
her buttox caressing my inner thigh and cock..

*my hand on her hip kept the tempo*
*her belly button my temple*

i slid up to her down ... we met to beat and not..
the growing passions a sea most warm chaotic..
her lovers juice spilling on my centre.. the core the throbbing roster

*tides did tumble*
the tips of a heat
*the quiver of lips parted*

her inner lips held me , i slid a rising thunder..
her warm cup filling with a glowing light ...
faster we moved ... she quivers a rush of cumming..

@-,/'--',---

*butter flies roll*
*butter flies shimmer and slip*

from buttock to nipple lip we flowed in orgasm..

*a shinning light behind the eyes as lips met*
*a ripple of rivers lept*

i moved with her ... cumming in hard pants.

*end* hehe

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