06 August, 2011

star stuff (erotica)

I came for you. You're the reason. Seduction is an art and you my love are it's master as well, you compose conduct and orchestrate the entire event and remain in my head still. Your strong will.. Your capable hands.. Your gentle voice,, your filthy mind.. I love you. Your ways.. Your dreams.. Your deviations. You completely you. I hadn't realized that until just now. You mean the world to me.

"You know why we love bloody little cunts don't you darling?"

"Hmmm?" I was lost in the wonders of the pearl.. Light-headed

"Answer me..." A nipple was squeezed and then flicked hard with a fingernail.

"Mmmmmm...."

A cunt was worked over.. Strong fingers pressing and pinching,,,, stroking... Flicking... Then pressing again...

"You are so much more than the pearl.. Little sweet bloody cunt...tell me.. Why do we love bloody little cunts?" The fingers resumed the tickling pleasures of the pearl...

"We love bloody little cunts because they're ripe." He hissed in my ear... "Say it!"

"Mmmmm riiiiiiiipe... Uhm.."

"The whole thing darling.." His voice purred... Tickling my ears the way his fingers tickled my cunt.

"We love" I gasped. "We loooove bloo-blood eee cu cunnnnts because" pant pant "they're riiiiiipe.. Mmmmmmm... Shhh.."

I explode into a million pieces.. soft pieces... That can't be glued together.. But must be molded. And formed like a star. We're all star pieces anyway.. Everything in me comes out for a minute fracture of time. I merge with the flow of the planet. My fluid is hot as it seeps through me. Spilling out and over. You revel in the beauty you have created in this one moment of chaos. I'm spinning for you.