Memory of you

I can’t seem to get her out of my mind.
That night I mean..

It was a bed and breakfast, she was newly 18 and I was 21. It was the first time we were ever alone long enough to admit our feelings to each other.

Parts of it are blurry in my mind but I remember the contrast of her skin on mine and the way that your skin smelled of sandalwood and rain.

We were drenched from the rain and we stripped down to our bra and panties and laid our clothes out to dry over the radiator in the bathroom. We ran back into the room and I brushed her hair out of her eyes catching a droplet of rain that still remained.

She smiled at me shyly but grabbed my hand bringing it close to her lips and kissed away the droplets leaving my skin to shiver anew. I paused and she drew in, lingering just a moment before we tumbled on to the bed.

She seemed much more experienced than I and I clung to her as she kissed me but grew bolder and I blushed under her touch, her love turning me pink, her love turning me inside out and I gasped, crying out for her as she delve deeper pushing away my gentle resistance.

Shadows played over the room and we drew a map of each others bodies though our fingerprints I learned the mysteries of her curves and where her spine dipped, she pressed her body to me in offering.

We became entangled, writhing over the bed covers twisting in ways that would bring us closer to one another, as if trying to fit some sort of puzzle that we couldn’t see.

It was almost as if it were all a dream.

Credits:

Furniture: Dutchie Adult – Lesbian Guest Room (Full post to come)
Avatars: Doll Coco
Hair: Tableau Viviant @ Collabor88

Little Birds

This is my 500th Post!!

There is nothing more that I love than opening a book, spreading out the pages under my fingers while cradling it close and letting my imagination run wild. So when me Froukje Hoorenbeek of Dutchie sent me this little book with Anais Nin on the cover who is one of my favorite writers of erotica I knew.. that I had to look up some of my favorite stories from Little Birds by Anais Nin and snap a few photos.

When I was younger and untouched I had found the stories of Anais Nin through a friend of mine and well lets just say it helped in my sexual awakening. If you have not seen the movie “Henry and June” or have not read any of Anais Nin’s books I would suggest you go out and do so right away. Anais Nin’s writing is lush and sensual.. and well inspiring..

“My hands travel upwards to her heavy breasts, caress them. She begins to moan a little. Now her hands travel downwards and join mine in caressing her own sex. She likes to be touched at the mouth of her sex, below the clitoris. She touches the place with me….”

From the Story “Mandra” as found in Anais Nin’s Little Birds found in it’s entire text here: http://woolgathering.kouaa-blog.com/post/4885/38012

Credits:
Erotic Reader: Dutchie
Lingerie: Redgrave
Feet: Slink
Hair: Elikatira

Rubies of Desire

Imagine this: We are locked up together for the afternoon. It’s raining outside.. the sky is over cast and the crackling of thunder seems to be getting closer and closer. There is no way we are going outside in this downpour. I kind of like you and I notice you looking at me a lot.

You are an artist and you have hands that I’m constantly staring at. I ask you to take my photo.. and you blush and look away.. and I plead with you.. just this once.. and you slyly look to the side and agree to this.. pulling out of your bag a set of jewelry that is so beautiful that I gasp.. and step back for a moment. Rubies contrasted against dark metal.. you smile and whisper “Desiderio”.

Well.. I felt my skin blush but then.. I knew what I had to do. I smile and take the box holding two rings, necklace and earrings and put my hair up.. to showcase the brilliance of the earrings.. and remove everything but my boots.. and I walk out to the sitting room and you are turned fixing your camera.. and I lay against the couch in a dramatic pose.

You turn and gasp not expecting me naked but not complaining either.. and begin to shoot my photo.. I can see this look in your eye that I had not caught before.. something in the way you are looking at me.. makes my poses become more deliberate.. more intense.. I feel caught on fire.. burned beneath your gaze.

You lean in and your hand goes to the back of my head and you tilt my face upward to catch better light.. and the feel of your hands.. sends shivers over my skin. You lean forward almost as if you are about to kiss me and think the better of it and stumble back a bit visibly flustered and I smile..

I start to stand and cover my breasts and you move my hands to the side and put your camera down kissing me finally in a long lingering kiss that makes my face blush deeper than the rubies. The rest of the day is brushed aside.. just the way I planned.

Credits:
Jewelry set: Desiderio Ensemble – MOOD
Boots: Slink
Hair: Boon
Poses: Ooo Studios.