Water Voices

Your voice echoes in my ear
as I imagine your breath stirring my neck.
My nipples hardened and rosy
from the warmth of the water that surrounds me.
Holding me in its cocoon of sensuality,
your voice stirs me.
Delighting in the contours of my body,
my hands graze tenderly over my breasts.
My nipples beaded in desire.
My face flush from the heat that permeates the air.
Your voice washes over me,
as I slowly sponge myself off.
The soap pooling inbetween my breasts.
Following your voice,
I brush softly across each breast
allowing my mind to become clear.
The sensuality in your voice spills over me,
as I listen to your mesmorizing directions.
My hand, flat against the small of my stomach
moves downward willingly.
My palm flat against my desire,
my voice telling you of my journey.
I hear the catch and the indrawn breath
and I smile to myself, knowing it turns you on,
as your voice does to me.
Stirring, the bubbles sweep across my breasts
and the water laps at my nipples.
Sweet sensations flood my body.
My cheeks become flushed as the orgasm
moves swiftly through my body.
I listen intently to your words as wish you were here.
Wish it was your hands on my breasts,
travelling lower and laying across my mound,
teasing me into sensual delights.
Passions overflow and fly freely from me,
all from the sound of your sensual voice.