my new lingerie , lady in red indeed x
I get much inspiration from like minded sensualists, so thanks for fuelling the fire and roleplay.
The tone is meant to start off slow and in control within a study, or a private den surrounded by books and leather, it’s comforting, warm and a soft lull. As the poem continues it’s meant to be in the tone of a woman realising she’s a little out of her depth, pushed beyond her safe little sensual world. Spacing in poetry tells as much as a story, silences and pauses are very revealing. Enjoy x
Your hands on my ass means
The silk against my wrists
Your lips against my neck
The hardness of your cock
Your fingers tease my cunt
s l o w l y
The linen of your trousers
Your eyes peering into mine
The length of you rubbing into me
Your utter control of my skin
The need to shed my layers
Your kiss……. getting me
The crescendo of want
Yes, you’ve read correctly and are probably raising an eyebrow. That’s good, as maybe someone out there in this big, vast world of fetishes can tell me why stethoscopes are possibly sexy. Not used concurrently with a naughty nurse outfit just on their own. I ask because it’s something a medical professional in my chat room asked for and was deadly serious about wanting to see adorned on me.
I’m also noticing an influx of lactation enthusiasts wanting me to somehow produce milk, the best do is to get the milk out of the fridge and open the lid slowly, with infinite care when ‘open milk bb’ is uttered. What’s that… you didn’t want or expect milk opened from a container? Oh well, should have specified your request better.
I have had some of the best moments taking things very literally when yes I know the intent and meaning but I turn it around to be fluent in sarcasm. Hence melons invite real fruit, puppies denote pictures of cute little animals and all the while those with an attitude of entitlement are bewildered.
I’m heartened that so many men are asking for poetry readings online by myself, there’s a genuineness to exploring writing and creativity in a respectful and erotic manner that surprises me. I think I’m projecting my own sense of anxiety and performance pressure but I’m looking forward to doing this when I have the appropriate ‘stage’ and attire set up. I’d like to appear in a velvet, bosom enhancing number with burlesque style tassles and nipple covers so that as I use my voice, my hands and persona to entice the body facilitates and mirrors the sensuality of the words and images spoken. I’d love to smoke an elegant cigar but I fear I’d then start coughing and sneezing in such a way it becomes a comedy routine.
And if someone can tell me just what ‘dick leather’ is (probably courtesy of google translate) I would be most obliged.