I’ve been carrying this image in my head for a while now.
Actually, it’s more than an image. A sequence of images. A short film. An excerpt from a movie that hasn’t been filmed yet. Until now, the only person who even knew the concept existed was me. You see, I’m the scriptwriter, the cinematographer, the composer, the director.
I’d like to be the producer.
But you’re to be the star.
Would you like to hear about your role?
You’re in a warm, sultrily-lit room, lying back across the centre of a sprawling bed. You’re almost naked. The only things that you’re still wearing are a pair of black silk stockings, and those patent leather shoes with the ridiculously high heels, the ones that make your breasts bounce so fetchingly when you walk across the room.
You’re not alone though.
I’m lying beside you, my head lowered over your left breast, my tongue worshipping your flesh, drawing endless circles around your bullet-hard nipple, making it stiffer, coaxing it higher. My cock is hard against the outside of your thigh, rigid, trembling, thrusting slowly back and forth against the silk of your stocking. Languid friction hisses between us.
There’s someone else there too.
On the other side of the bed, the other side of you, He mirrors my actions, his lips and tongue feasting greedily upon your right breast and its proud peak. His cock is as hard as mine, thrusting against your stockinged thigh with unhurried lust and desire. His gaze meets mine, and in a single tick of the bedroom clock, I know how badly he wants you, wants to be inside you.
His wife is the final member of our small cast. She stands at the end of the bed, watching raptly as you’re tended to. And then she drops the last of her lingerie to the floor, comes forward to join the action, kneels down so that her face looks up expectantly from between your thighs.
“Open her,” she whispers.
In answer, He slips one hand across your mound, his finger tips caressing your clitoris, your sex. Now it’s my turn to mirror him, and together, we pleasure you with our fingers until you’re gasping, writhing, begging for more. Then with licentious synchronicity, we ease your labia apart until you’re moist and gaping, exposed.
Opening you just as She commanded us.
And as her clever, devious tongue descends to your flesh, you reach down with both hands, grasping our cocks, pulling the hard shafts even tighter against your thighs hastening our thrusts. Our fingers hold you open throughout, mercilessly baring your sex to her appetites. Her tongue is ceaseless; swirling over your clitoris, lapping at the sweet valley between your labia, fucking your cunt with its velvety flesh. And as her tongue propels you into the first breakers of ecstasy, you cry out, feel the shafts spasm within your grasp, feel the spurts against your fingers, your palms, cry out again as you feel the warm seed soaking through the black silk to your naked thighs, inhale the heady aroma of come blending with the scent of pleasured woman, listen to the sound of two men groaning against your heaving breasts in delicious completion…
So can I interest you in the role?
Or would you prefer to read the rest of the script first?
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My goodness, what an entrancing image: that sounds appealing on a multitude of levels.
I could only wish to participate in something so wonderful as this - here’s hoping that I may get to live vicariously through you, and that you get to experience this SOON…
I’m glad you enjoyed the imagery, Girl. And if I might have the temerity, you oughtn’t consider this a scenario only to be enjoyed through vicarious living - my own experiences have taught me never to write off the possibilities of the future…
~EA
Aloha!
Sounds Great!
Aloha back, Lauren! I’m glad you approve!
~EA
Interest me in the role? My bags are packed and I am ready to sign the contract. I’ll even forego the movie salary!
Very delicious imagery… Anxiously waiting for scene 2…
Hello Christina.
Forego the salary, eh? You know, I have high regard for those prepared to do something for the love of the game alone! I’m pleased you found the post evocative - and like you, I’m wondering what scenario(s) my devious (deviant?) mind will conjure up for the inevitable sequel.
~EA
Just noticed the updated pic for this entry - absolutely GORGEOUS.
I’m pleased you approve, Girl…
~EA
I read this yesterday but got myself a tad distracted and forgot to leave a comment.
Pretty damned hot. Not sure I’d be into such a scenario, since I’m a selfish lover, but it’s hot to read about. Very nice.
I’m glad you found it an arousing read, Steff. Personally, I still have the potential to be a selfish lover - it all depends on mood. But when the setting is right, there is a decadent thrill that comes from exploring what lies beyond the selfishness…
~EA
a VERY sexy read… thanks!
Thank you for the complement.
~EA
This is why I continuously visit this blog. I would love to star in this role, even with NO compensation. My labia started to throb while reading this entry…you have me sorely enthralled!
And I’m delighted to learn that you were so enthralled, Coco. Thank you.
~EA