Showing posts with label Senses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Senses. Show all posts

7.16.2009

Those Simple Little Things


What are those simple little things someone does to arouse you?

A couple of days ago I was riding the bus home from work. Across the isle on the sunny side was a beautiful woman with long, loosely curled auburn hair. She was magnificently back lit as she gazed out the window. At one point she became lost in her thoughts, reached up and unconsciously started to slowly twirl an end of her long hair. Her fingers slowly intertwined, feeling the texture, rolling the hair between the pads of her finger and thumb in slow sensual circles. For that moment I could feel her hair between my fingers.

That is an example of one of those simple little things. She had no intention of how that moment would be become a little thing for me. Sometimes the little things are purposefully done (a wink, an extended gaze, showing a little extra thigh, etc.) and other times they are just part of a person's mannerisms.

In the erotic book, The Fermata by Nicholson Baker, one of the female characters finds it incredibly sexy to watch a man take off his watch and rub his wrist where it had been. The main male character uses this knowledge of her small fetish to start her seduction in a very unusual way.

There are many of those little things that work for me and many more yet to be discovered. I didn't know that the simple act of twirling her hair in her fingers would be one of them.

So, what are some of those simple little things that make you want?

4.19.2009

Now

You came down that hot evening
a pair of jeans and a white cami
your nipples showing through

My work weariness evaporated
as I kissed your lips, moist and warm
your moment capturing mine

I take your hand and
lead you up the stairs
only seeing the bed in the room

I look at you again...
your face, your soft skin above the neckline
your aroused nipples and I want you

My fingers trace roughly over
the soft cotton covering your breasts
my kisses are deep as I pull you close

We move together kissing
beside the bed I lower you
my smile growing and knowing

You look up to me
tracing the arch of your foot on my thigh
your smile knowing too.

2.07.2009

We Create the Sex Music (with my photo)

There
Photo by SB - Model Leila Swan

We create the sex music
each performance a little
different from the previous

It always starts soft
an exhale then a soft, "mmmm"
I wait for the next

The sound of my hand
slowly running down your skin
almost without sound

You hear my breathing
as I kiss, nip, and lick all of you
I hear a sensual sigh

My lips, my hands, all
move in rhythm to your sighs
a cue to your pleasure

My fingers move down
the sex sound of your wetness
as I push deep in

You moan, louder, full
I feel your moan fill me deep
I want you, your moan

Lips move to your sounds
my tongue moves to your breathing
deep moans, so sexual

My fingers and lips
taste all of you, following
what your sighs direct

I hear the tension
each breath faster, each moan louder
my fingers move deep

Your lips open to give
release to the inner sex voice
the sound of release

Your hips move in rhythm
to each moan, each groan, each sigh
each scream of pleasure

The music grows softer
slower as the decrescendo
declines into silence

We only hear our
breathing, a soft moan, and our hearts
We created the sex music


SB


(EDIT NOTE - I originally published this with an unattributed photo I found in Google Images. I then remembered I had a better one with Leila (and you can see Hana's nose if you look really hard) that I would rather share.)

2.04.2009

Your Scent

Photo title and photographer unknown

Breathe in your perfume

sensual scent which invites
inviting me closer

Nuzzling your neck
smelling deep your hair,your skin
Our breaths grow rapid

I kiss down your body
your scents blending into lust
Your scent of lust fills me

Breathing sustains life
Your scent nourishes my desire
each breath makes me want

Your scent consumes me
today, tomorrow, 'til I die
your scent lives in me

SB

2.03.2009

The Skin Feels

My skin feels it all
the warmth of her breasts on me
her soft skin with mine

I feel her breathing
I feel her contractions grow
I feel her wet release

My skin doesn't lie
but it can confuse what's real
and what is sensed

My skin remembers

My skin still feels it - years later

I then remember.

SB