I fantasise about you often. Perhaps too often.
It shows in the elaborateness of the scenarios I conjure. Starved of the opportunity to touch you, to taste you, to spill my lust upon your trembling flesh in this tangible world, the vanilla couplings in my mind quickly become prosaic. And so I search for grains of spice to add piquancy to my fevered dreams, to sustain me through this drought without end.
And so I have bought you glass.
Eight inches of vitreous silica, shaped into a sleek, transparent phallus with which to pleasure you. A licentious torpedo with which to tantalise you; to flood you with ecstasy, to torture you with delight.
Does the possibility entice you?
Imagine it for me. See it in your mind’s eye just as I did. The solid, conical head circling your hard nipples; the cool glass stiffening your flesh still further as I sit beside you, greedily drinking in your euphoric expression. The blunt tip drawn around your breasts, across your trembling belly and your quivering mound, until it reaches the full, expectant lips of your sex. Feel the flawless shaft align itself with the moist valley that lies within your engorged labia, slipping effortlessly up and down your cleft, its unhurried journey oiled by your own lust. Feel the glans gliding across your clitoris, and then nuzzling its way inside you, the cool length filling you, penetrating the depths of your fire, fucking you slowly as my fingers stroke your skin, as my tongue flickers over your clit. Feel it fucking you faster as I lie naked behind you, both of our hands on the phallus now, and my hard cock deep within your ass, filling you so utterly, so forbiddenly.
Do these images enthral you?
Now imagine all of those things once more, this time with a phallus that’s been given time to absorb the heat of warm water, or the chill of ice. Imagine how all of those sensations you’ve experienced will be transformed, waxing and waning as the temperature fluctuates.
Imagine all the delicious possibilities.
Imagine the pleasure.
This time I have bought glass for you. What other gifts do you desire?
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The possibilities more than entice me. Such a wonderful way to start my day.
I’m delighted to have been able to get your day off to a positive start, Daniellina…
~EA
EA, you have done it again! A perfectly formed, concisely expressed, deeply erotic scenario.
Thank you for the lovely compliment, Fran. I’m glad you enjoyed it…
~EA
let me be moved by the gift of your liquid nourishment lavishing the depths of my anal walls…. quenching their ravenous thirst.
I’d strive to quench your thirst, Nymph…
~EA
Mmmm… it has a feel like no other… what a beautiful gift, EA. Enjoy!
I’ll do my very best to, Ms H…
~EA
I’m so easily seduced by a licentious torpedo. I was honest in my appraisal of your gift with words.
Your appraisal was most generous, Mistress - thank you…
~EA
As a connoisseur of intimate glass art myself, perhaps you could be persuaded to post a picture of your inspiration. I am always looking to add new pieces to my collection.
I’ll see what I can do for you, Liz…
~EA
EA, I’m enticed and enthralled by your images. I can feel the icy glass sliding into me again and again followed by your hot tongue and fingers. I want them deep inside…
Just the sort of imaginative forays I’d hoped to provoke, Natasha…
~EA
A laminated copy of your new book…
You’re not going let that one go, are you Cake?
~EA
MMmmm, another excellent morsel to fuel my burning loins….
I’m pleased to have raised your temperature a little, Minx…
~EA
I have always fantasised about having a glass gift of my very own, and now your sumptuous post here has convinced me to research further into making it a reality…
You do inspire so very well, EA.
I write to inspire lustful thoughts, Lady P - inspiring lustful purchases is just an extra bonus. Perhaps I should seek a marketing agreement with such glassware manufacturers…
~EA
Oh, and EA? Thank you for your gift… adding me to your blogroll is a real honour!! ~kiss~ xx
You’re most welcome, Ms H…
~EA
Oh baby, what I would give to have someone bring me a toy like that and use it so skillfully… thanks for the image, EA.
You’re very welcome, DD…
~EA
mmmm, yes, enthralled…the contrast of the cold glass and your warm body……hot, hard cock….such sweet torment to only be able to imagine it…
As for other gifts I desire, why whatever you may offer, dear man…
Hmm. I wonder what I might best torment you with next, Salz…
~EA
EA, sounds delicious. Thank you for the imagery.
My pleasure, SG…
~EA
If I lay naked on the cosy bed of our hotel room with just a small red ribbon wrapped around my chest, just big enough to cover my nipples - would you accept me as your gift? xxx
You already know the answer to that question, Angel…
~EA
Greetings EA,
What a wonderful command of language you have! I discovered your site this evening and have been revelling in your erotic landscapes. You crafted ‘Glass’ so well. Since reading it I have been squirming in my chair at the wonderful imagery your words evoked, and am heartily glad that I shall shortly be seeing my Falconer.
I loved how you left the story open, ripe for more… other gifts, other materials. I wonder what your facile mind would do with steel, or leather, or silk? mmmm.
I look forward to reading more of your erotic visions.
kes
Steel, leather and silk? Hmmm. I must give some serious thought to all of those things, Kes. In the meantime, enjoy yourself in the archives, and - of course - welcome…
~EA
Do these images enthral me?
Does the possibility entice me?
These images saturate every part of me with deep longing and desire, the possibility floods me with dark lust and inhibition.
Delicious, EA. You’ve certainly whetted my appetite tonight.
As far as other gifts are concerned…how about you stark naked on my doorstep, wearing nothing but a big red ribbon around your neck?
Agreed?
Now there’s some imagery for me to play with…
Wouldn’t I risk arrest for being indecently ribboned if I turned up so attired? Not to mention cold! Best make sure you chuck half a dozen logs on the fire first…
~EA
What an electrifying post, EA. I am especially thankful for your gift because the glass “toys” have fascinated me for quite some time now. After reading this, I am most anxious to make a purchase as I’ve not yet had this particular pleasure. (except of course in my mind with your sublime assistance.)
And yes! You do deserve an extremely profitable advertisement deal with the toy makers!
What other gifts would I desire?
As I told you before, I want to hear you say these wondrous words that you write. I want to hear you say what you want to do with me in that hot English accent of yours.
I sigh just thinking about it…
I am so grateful for your gifts.
Elyse
I’m just glad that you take pleasure from them, Elyse…
~EA
Ice cold glass sliding into me… feel me shiver and sigh.
May I watch too, Marianne?
~EA
And I have bought you a silk ribbon and and a feather. The tenderest of caresses. To tie around you cock, to flicker upon your balls. To carefully enter you with. And I have bought you ice…
Thanks for your present EA
You’re welcome, Aurea - and thank you for mine…
~EA
Oh how delicious!
I do love the words EA.. such wonderful visions to carry with me off to bed tonight ~
Now to share them with my new best friend.. how delightful that will be~
As always, thank you , thank you for sharing!
Lea, you already know that it’s my pleasure…
~EA
I can attest to the divine bliss of glass. Cold it is clit meltingly good and when warmed it is my lover’s first choice as his ‘weapon of mass seduction’ … Every girl should have one.
And on a personal note, from a lady with an equally indecent Englishman for her lover, your writing is superb!
Cait xox
Thank you so much, Cait…
~EA
What a wonderful gift!
I never even considered glass… but you make it sound delicious.
Something to try, one day soon.
You must tell me how your experiments play out, Kirsten…
~EA
Have you truly bought me glass or are you just teasing?
And as for other gifts:
To feel your fingers trace patterns on my flesh.
To look into your eyes at the moment that you thrust inside me.
To hear your thoughts whispered in my ear and not translated to the sterile page.
To smell the salt passion on your skin.
To know you as my own for an eternal moment.
Can you give me those gifts? And what would you want in return?
I’d never tease you, Web. And yes, you could have those other gifts, and all for a taste of your wanton imagination and your sensual soul…
~EA
Let’s talk about sex, EA… I’ve left a tag for you to ponder… I’d love to see your answers!!
xx
You’ve got mail…
~EA
How could anyone resist being seduced by sensuous beauty?
My hope is that resistance would be futile…
~EA
mmmm, yes, can’t resist…the contrasting feelings of the cold glass and your warm body……hot, hard cock….such sweet torment one can only be able to imagine it…
I’m always trying to achieve that balance of torment and delight, Sensual. I promise to do my best to continue to stimulate your imagination in the future…
{BTW, my apologies for not replying to your comment earlier - it wasn’t ignorance, honest!}
~EA