Apr. 24, 2003 - 12:43 a.m.
It feels like I am being tickled from the inside. It starts in the middle of my chest and runs straight down between my legs along the midline. It pulses in waves and starts to build up this delightful pressure when it reaches its goal.
It started out as an experiment (a very successful experiment if you ask me), but now the test is over and I am left with this immense weight.
I feel languid, wanting to curl up on icy sheets as a giant seven foot long tongue snakes its way all over my burning, tingling flesh. Lapping long, slow strokes up my spine, across the tender flesh of my neck and down my chest, my stomach, across the lock that is holding all of this inside, and then chasing it down my legs as it spills out: one long, unbroken, endless lick over and over till I pass out from the sheer ecstacy.
I am pouring water down my throat, but my body just can't contain it. It is anathema to the element that rules me in this place and time. It quickly converts to steam as it rises off my body in waves. This fire is pushing out everything that does not feed it. It wants release. It will not be denied.
And I just cannot find a single reason to deny it. This temptation to let it take me away, drag me down into its spiral is a call I cannot refuse. My desire matches that of this beast.
Even my hair has weight and every pore on my skin feels as if it is about to be ripped open, torn and seared by this power. Every heartbeat, every breath makes it harder to control, harder to think, harder to type. Even my lungs are falling asleep, giving up in the face of this passion. I've forgotten how to breath as my mind and will bow to this primal force.
Nectar dripping onto the tongue, soft caresses barely brushing the curve of my ear, warmth spreading and invading, creeps under the flesh of my thighs, feather kisses run circles around my navel as the ache spreads further. I can feel every single molecule in this body, and they are all crying out in unison, a heavy moan that arises from deep, deep inside of me.
I am vibrating in some low key, so deep that my ears cannot make sense of the note, but I feel it lubricating this passion, helping this creature slide in and out and through me.
I..just....
Yes, I want this.
