September 06, 2014

After the storm

Wet from our play in
the rain, my dress,
drenched and clinging
to my body.

You, slowly peel it away
from my breasts. Then
you do the same with
my now, transparent

Pushing the garments down
until they were below my

you reach down
with both hands
slowly slipping up
my wet legs and
thighs, reaching
my bare ass.

Pressing me
forward, as you
dip your head
to tongue the
wetness from
my breasts.

Your mouth moved
closer to my nipples,
so, too, did your hands
slide round to my moans.

At the same moment,
your tongue snaked out
to lick the taut tip of
my breast, while
your thumbs pressed
opened the pink wet
folds between
my legs.

Then, you

“It excites you when
a man puts his hands
up your dress… It makes
You think he is doing
something wicked
making you feel

I gasped, as you
drew one fingertip
along my flower.

Smiling up at him,
yearning from excitement
I knew he had only
just Begun...



Matt Kohai said...

A little light wickedness as usual, while enjoying mojiotos by the shore? ;-)_

ozymandiaz said...

I love the rain...

Marc said...

You make raw images so powerful. Très beau ... Now I'm thirsty after all that talk of water and wetness :)


Anonymous said...

Yemanja, I don't know how you do it, but you are nothing short of amazing. It inspires me as a woman to know that such beauty and creativity exist within you. You're an angel disguised as a stunning, sensual, seductive red-headed goddess.



CourtesyZealot said...

There is something so sexy about playing together in the rain... I can't wait!

Megs said...

Must say you really make me want to play in the rain...very very hot and wet!

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