The silence is textured — soft, quiet — with shushings of breaths carefully measured against the onslaught of silk swathing sensitive skin.
Square silken patches of fabric — folded, rolled, wrapped around then dragged in a sensually tortuous unwind — slide in a soft-rough erotic assault against his (not hard, not quite, but also not not) cock.
He’s on a hair trigger.
The ammunition — two silken scarves, leaving him fit to be tied — is in my hands.
Slide. Shush.
Drag g g . . .
Swipe. Swish.
Tickle.
Every movement, every moment, I watch for his flex and listen for his cue (quiet and quieter — many will open their mouths in cum-shout yawing yells, roaring their release into the atmosphere, but he makes his closeness-to-cum known through his ever-quietening silence of both mouth and movement) of receding sound.
“I want to make this last,” he’d said when we began.
“No. Please. Not yet,” when we were three minutes in.
Another plea, just now.
Perhaps, I think, seeing the near-the-threshold telltale twitch of his cock and swirling my silk over the draw-tight tension in his balls, I’ll torture him _just_ a few minutes more…
This post is part of my Holiday CELEBRATIONS writing project (click the bolded words or the badge above to see what it’s about or to join in yourself), with appreciation to Kayla Lords for consistently providing ethically-sourced visual inspiration on a weekly basis for all who wish to avail themselves of it. This week’s photo prompt – which got me thinking about orgasms, and served as inspiration to write about the most recent one I took part in – can be found here.
I absolutely loved that!
Thank you for creating and sharing.
Gorgeously sensual and the teasing made me smile 😉
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I got completely lost in your images and words here. Brilliant 😊
I’m going to enjoy your writing project this year!! More than others… lol
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I love the pictures that your words create in my mind. Great post
That sure is a great way to wile away a weekend.
I love knowing JB’s signs AND watching/listening for them. Regardless of what we’re doing, it’s fascinating to witness. Also, this was deliciously hot, and the quietness of the moment came through so well that I actually leaned toward my screen as I was reading, as if I was listening to someone whisper.
Oh — the lean-in! That’s such a lovely response to get from a reader, thank you! I’m so glad to know the sense of stillness came through. 🙂
Oh, this is luscious, Feve!! 👄 🔥