Kissed by the cool air,
Puckered and waiting,
Her nipple tightened as her flesh pebbled.
Goosebumps and anticipation
Marked her skin,
As her breath caught in her throat.
Trembling,
Her hand slid up her torso,
Seeking the taut nub of flesh.
Finding her object of desire,
She pinched and rolled,
Her back arching.
Desire shot through her,
An arrow of heat
Hitting her throbbing core.
Only the beginning,
She knew there was more to come,
If she could bear it.
I think I shall send you the gift of a pair of nipple clamps. You will LOVE them!
I have some. But I’ve got an emotional attachment to them and can’t look at them without crying. Sad but true.
Yummy as always!
🙂 Thank you.
A wonder poetic description of a woman progressing into orgasm!
As my orgasms are only fantasy right now, this seems appropriate.