Ribbons of Silk

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I feel the ribbons of silk
The sweet caress against my skin
The blindfold covers my eyes
But each touch heightens my awareness of you
Each breath feeds my anticipation
Every whisper leaves me wanting more
And yet I wait
I know I must
I know it will be worth it
It already is
Because you are near
You are wanting to lead me
You are watching every move
You hold the key
I listen to the hitch in your breath
I inhale the powerful scent that is uniquely yours
I feel your strong and gentle hands teasing
Every part of me reaches out to you
Begging for your touch
My arms are held in place by you
I am breathless
I am eager
I am wanting
Legs spread wide open
For display
For your pleasure
You move between my thighs
I feel your warm mouth so close to my sweet clover
I arch my hips trying to draw you in
You move back
I lay flat again
I am so hot and wet
So achingly ready for you
I lie still for you
You grant my wish
You make me come

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sweetcaressgentlewhispersweetcaressgentlewhisperover 9 years agoAuthor
Thank you

I really appreciate the feedback and happy you were pleased with it.

JWrenJWrenover 9 years ago
Exceptional

Breathtaking. Wonderful description of blindfolded sex: the heightened senses and increased tension amid the mounting anticipation, the teasing and the almost-desperate longing for satisfaction. Exceptional work.

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