You And Me :Cosmic LoveI would wait for you. Somewhere in a nice room - a bit modern but with a lot of touch of past. Modern space with old wooden furniture.
Big strong, old wooden bed. White sheets, soft bedding.
Energy of the room would be very positive - intoxicating - with constant, supportive flow - and smell of freshness and flowers - lavender mixed with mint, very delicate and very upraising.
Big windows covered with white, light curtains flying, moved by warm welcoming wind not far from the sea. You could hear it - melody of the sea inside. Sunny, warm, perfect day.
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You would spend all morning till early afternoon on the beach. Naked. Alone. No people around. No traffic. No problems. All gone. All on vacations. Let them go.
I would watch you in my mind.
I would crave.
I would howl in pain.
I would drive in madness
and sustain in saint.
I would carry on and stay as bright and as strong in quiet understanding, in the flow of desire. I wish you would hide in me. I hope you could melt and see. I want you. I want you so much. Can you feel that?
You are immersed in Sun.
Sand, sand, sand
On your body,
on your skin,
In your hands, on your foot.
It takes all different roads.
It makes its secret dance.
It makes you Holy.
You are lying there and I want to jump, jump out of me.
I want to break the shell.
I need to crawl from there
From this place. From me.
Into you, into sea.
This want. This want.
It is like biggest thirst.
My lips are so dry.
I spend all my life,
all my life on the desert.
Living without you,
without the touch of water.
My lips are so dry.
I am no longer me,
since you crossed my space.
Your face. Your face.
I am no longer me.
I am spasm of the past,
which wants to be free.
I dreamt about it.
I imagined it.
I made love to you.
My lips are so dry.
Cracked and disfigured in sorrow.
Only you. Only you. Only you can do.
Only you can make it.
Can make me alive.
You look so beautiful when placed free amidst the Nature.
With all your shapes,
hills, valleys, gates,
softness, cloudiness, radiation with your femininity.
It is like a treasure chest with no end.
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You would be sunk into the pleasant dreams of Sun and sand, walking into the salty sea and back on the sand. You would get lost into the Sunshine, meditate and imagine making love with me. Loving me so much, so much like a girl who misses her first love. Loving me with everything what you see and feel through all of it. All incredible images of beauty and all what you would like to share with me. Transforming energy of the Sun, sea and earth into the flow of energy from the top of your head further down through all your channels towards your *****.
You would visualize energy of happiness and togetherness with one loved male. Energy which would be running from the top of your head through your neck, arms, hands, breasts and belly towards your secret garden. Into your hard and aroused nipples. So sweet. Burgundy gems. You would imagine all what you imagine when you ********** - all fantasies which would arouse you greatly and let travel your energy down and focus in your secret chakra.
Feeling strongly, the **** inside you - touching all your walls and spots. Filling you completely. You would just imagine that and gather all your energy around and inside your *****.
The Sun would be all over you. Wind would dance with you. Sounds would awaken you. All energy in the form of powerful ball would gather around your *****. You would have to see or imagine and feel energy flowing and pulsating inside your body. It would purify all the channels and untie all knots which were preventing your free flow of wisdom.
Now, you would control it and focus in your *****. Your ***** would become like a cave full of light, wetness and strength. She would cry for the **** inside. It would become a pleasurable pain. You would like to *** - madly, crazy, badly. It would be like inner itchiness inside your ***** and around your ***** lips and your ****. You would love to touch it, rub it, finger it. You would be on the verge of insanity. However, you would wait. Dying from cravings to *** and be released from tensions - wet, soaked, swollen, in gentle shakes. All energy would focus in and around your lovely ***** but your hands would be tied with love and would want to be with me.
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It would be an early afternoon. You would hear the bell of local church. You would dress up.
White shirt that you would tie on your belly level with a knot and white long skirt, sort of, perfectly fitting your body and a white cotton sheet. You would tie it as well on your hips. You would walk bare foot over hot sand wearing big summer hat and bright blue glasses. Your skin would feel soft burns of the Sun, especially, on your arms and around your neck. Your hair would be tied up. You would walk to see me being like an atomic reactor full of extraordinary, everlasting energy. You would be hungry, very hungry. Nevertheless, you would go slowly. Enjoying every move. Confident. Happy. High. Aroused. Supported by energy of surroundings. Colours, stones, sounds, smells, thoughts full of love and compassion.
I would wait for you after taking a long, long hot shower. My body will steam out with energy. I would eat tons of chocolate and drink a sea of milk. I would cut fresh fruits. Mangoes, strawberries, avocados, cherries, blueberries, peaches, and cover them with light fresh sour cream and a bit of honey.
You would enter the room. Drop your things on the floor. You would untie your shirt, take it away and drop on the floor. You would untie your skirt and drop on the floor too. Room would be filled with extra fields of energy when you would untie knots.
You would bring fresh flowers picked on the way. You would fill the dark blue vase standing on canter tap with water and place flowers in it. While doing that you would feel like you are guiding my **** inside you with strong deep, hard push into wetness and obedience. Next, vase would land on the table in the middle of the room. Your smell would dominate all now. You would walk naked and I would admire you. My hard **** would show all my desire of wanting you like an 18 years old. Hard, totally open, strong and dripping wet with pre ***. I would enjoy seeing you pouring water into the vase and stepping from feet to feet as if You would like to pee. The sound of the running water would overflow your *****. You would wish to *** like manic. However you would control it and stay just on the edge. You would be in love with me like with nobody before and wait with the gift of you for me.
You would come to me. You would stand in front of me, look at me and my ****. I would be dying to touch you but you would protect yourself. You wouldn’t want to *** yet. You would start squirting. Juices would run slowly over your upper legs. You would gather them with your left hand starting from your thighs and go towards your *****. You would make your hand extremely wet. Next you would open your ***** with two fingers and show me how she is throbbing and pulsating. After that you would touch my face and spread your pre *** all over it. You would enter my mouth with your fingers letting me taste you. Finally, you would kiss me passionately and dive your tongue into my mouth, meeting my tongue and exploring me inside.
Now you would be in control and would put your wet hand over my hard **** and mix with my nectar. You would strike me a few times - up and down, very softly. First with two fingers shaped into ring, very delicately over my **** head - up and down and next with full grab down to the bottom and up. You would stop just before I would *** squeezing my **** hardly in your hand. In the end, holding my **** in your hand you would pull me up saying:
“Come to the bed. Now is the time."
You would walk with me there pulling me behind you and keeping my **** inside your hand.
You would sit on your knee first in front of me. You would show me your hard nipples and expose them to me totally. You would push them into my mouth, and let me suck them and kiss and bite gently. You would moan quietly and hide your fingers in my hair and direct my touches to the places where you would like the most. After that you would spread your legs over me and catch my hard **** with your ***** opening. You would slide me just a bit inside, just my head and go back and forward just ******* my head. You would place my hand on your swollen **** and say:
“**** me, **** me hard.”
Next, gently you would play with my head inside your ***** squeezing and tightening her around him. I would go crazy, grab your *** and push my **** deep inside you.
God!!! Ahhh. So good, deep. You are so soft, so wet, so kind, so loving.
You would say, “Right. That is how it should be done.”
With no movement of your body, you would squeeze me inside and let it go and suck and tighten inside. You would **** me with no movement. Your ***** would do it all over my ****. Milking me all the time.
We would synchronize our breaths and bring energy of every pleasure up into our minds and achieve deep space of love and peace
You would look all the time in my eyes and at some point you would ask,
“Do you like that? “
I would join my energy chalets with yours in constant flow and exchange of ecstasy and say,
“Yes I love it.”
I would reach for fruits standing by our bed and start feeding you. I would say,
“You can *** whenever you wish and I will *** with you or you can stay up on this highest level.”
I would touch your **** with strawberry.
The choice is yours, you are in charge now.
Bolek 41-45, M 40 Responses 115 Jan 13, 2013