A dream of you.
Your legs long on impossible heels. The roll and glide and shimmy as you walk. And turn. And dance,
A panther poised.
A gorgeous glide. A sleek and sensual slide.
Your hair like a storm. Your body clutched tight in a sheath of a dress.
Peeled off slow.
Your arms raised.
Waiting for your wrists to be tied.
Your mouth, your lips, your teeth, your tongue, your breath like a warm breeze.
Calling me to rise.
Your perfect peach of a posterior pressed into my belly, into my thighs, into my hungry. bold tumescence.
A dream of you.
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© the author writing as Romantic Dominant
Written three years ago. And now I dream of you.
Art by Fabian Perez
angael 2000
March 15, 2018 at 6:27 pm
sighs…oh, yes!
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Romantic Dominant
March 15, 2018 at 6:56 pm
Smiles.
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operalover1974
March 15, 2018 at 10:23 pm
Oh my God…
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Romantic Dominant
March 15, 2018 at 11:21 pm
Smiles
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operalover1974
March 15, 2018 at 11:45 pm
I imagine it’s a naughty or mischievous smile.
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Romantic Dominant
March 16, 2018 at 6:10 pm
I have been told it can be
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liefladee
March 16, 2018 at 11:04 am
Lovely piece. “Calling me to rise,” brought a smile. I had to lookup, tumescence. Very romantic sound word, for an erotic visual. I think I am going to like that word, professor. I dream often! : )
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Romantic Dominant
March 16, 2018 at 6:20 pm
I am glad you enjoyed. It is always my pleasure to educate.
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