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Click hereHere I am
Naked before you
No secrets
Nowhere to hide
Nothing to hide
Just bare skin
Do you like what you see?
Does your heart beat
Like mine?
Fast
Hard
The constant pulse of creation within its rhythm
Like a drum
Skin hitting skin
Within my imagination
The whole world
A blur
As your own nudity
Captures a soul
Stripped
Of its outer layers
Until all that's left
Is the core
Within your grasp
... this reminds me of Thom Yorke's work. Trust me, that's a compliment. And i don't mean yours is derivative, i mean the words "The whole world/A blur" sum up the way you construct the piece, and Mr Yorke does a similar thing in much of his work. "Does your heart beat/Like mine?/ Fast/Hard/The constant pulse of creation within its rhythm" is stunning and fascinating: the pulse of his/her own creation is in the SPEAKER's heart, but i immediately jump to thinking of the pulse of creation being ELSEWHERE in the body as well; yummy "leap-symbolism" i would call it (there's already a name, i'm sure, for that exact technique of evoking symbolism ... but if there isn't i just coined the term). And come on! The core of your soul being within the grasp of your lover!? Wow, that is truly fucking EROTIC. Seriously, what else could we hope for in fucking, in being intimate, in writing about being intimate. Fucking amazing. (Sorry, i had my prude switch turned off for a second there). I haven't made it to your other pieces yet ... but trust me, they are next on the list. I hope this doesn't come across as faint praise, because it certainly won't do the piece justice if it does. Fucking great work!