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Swimming in Desire (MF, rom)
by Madeline (c) 1995
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I am in lust. My mind will focus only on the possibility of you.
My body no longer obeys my commands. It hungers for your teasing
lips, for the touch of your fingers. The thought of your physical
presence consumes me.
Lover, do you hear me? I want you.
I lay in bed, my eyes slowly tracing the lines of the curves on my
body, my thoughts lost in images of our last encounter. In my
mind's eye I am kneeling before you in the living room, as I was
that night, my hands secured above my head, savoring the taste and
feel of your hard cock in my mouth. I feel you freeing my hands,
allowing me my fingers wrap around your shaft as my tongue rolls
over the head of your cock, exploring every ridge and curve. I
want to savor your beautiful cock for hours on end...
I want to feel your body pressed up against me, your arms wrapped
around me, your breath on my neck, after you walk through my door.
I want to feel the smooth skin of your arms underneath my palms. I
want to lean against your body, your hands gently caressing my
stomach and then my breasts. I want to run my fingers through your
long hair as I kiss you, lightly at first and then harder, deeper
with every kiss. I want to swim in the sensuality of your
presence, losing myself in every absent touch of your flesh upon
mine. I want to feel your lips upon my skin, delicately teasing
me, making me want you all the more.
Lover, do you hear me? I want you.
I do not know how you do this to me. Maybe it is your long hair,
the angles of your face, or the smoothness of your skin. Maybe it
is the way that you seduce me every time, driving me wild with
your teasing lips and suggestive fingers before you will touch my
sex. Maybe it is the thrill of exercising my sexual power over a
man, over you. I do not know. I cannot explain it.
And I cannot resist it. I could not will myself to stop wanting
you. So I submit to my hunger, to the sexual beast that rages
within me. Even when I am most in control, when I have the most
power over you, I am still submitting to you, to my desire for
you.
I am in love with maleness, with the male form, through you. I
worship your body with every small caress, every hug, even kiss,
every touch of my hands and lips upon your cock. I make love to
your cock, your beautiful cock, reveling in the pleasure that I am
giving you, in the intensity of the sensations that I am making
you feel.
I had forgotten what it was like to be in lust, to take so much
pleasure from and to be so aroused by the simple physical presence
of another. I had forgotten the delight of sexual conquest and
abandonment to raw pleasure. But no more, I could not be content
with anything less.
Perhaps you do not feel as I do. It wouldn't matter. I want you,
all of you, regardless of your desire for me. Perhaps that is the
key to the intensity of my lust for you... it is my own. It is not
the borrowed lust of someone else, which my mind tries to twist
into something real. It is mine... All mine...
Lover, do you hear me? I want you.