This would be my dream encounter with a lover…. We exchange soft, tender kisses as we use our hands to trace each other’s naked body. We breathe words of love into each other ears and inhale deeply to capture each other’s scent. Each of us is eager, but we bide our time.
Soon, the tempo builds and once-tender kisses turn into aggressive tongue wrestling and probing. The fingers have learned the body from the tracings and now they are greedy monsters in search of heat, moisture, and the feel of writhing flesh beneath them. Gone are the breathy whispers; they have been replaced by hisses, sighs, groans and gasps. The scent of our simmering bodies enchants us both as our lust builds.
In the final stages, boundaries are pushed. This is no longer the tender coupling of two lovers in love, no; this is flat out F-U-C-K-I-N-G! It is hard and it is raw. It walks the thin line between ecstasy and abuse. Strong, aggressive fingers spread the flesh to allow deeper penetration. Hands are used for restraining, penetrating, slapping of buttocks and pulling of hair. Fingers work their way into every warm, wet, and willing orifice. The air is filled with the heady musk of our sex. Animalistic sounds, guttural groans and hard panting fill the air as well.
It ends where it started with our bodies entwined on the bed as we exchange words of love and drift off to sleep.
Umm…Did I answer your question, Velvet Steel? (LOVE the name, btw.) | 
