*** this is what I like to call “picture to words”. I find an erotic image on the net and it inspires me to write an erotica piece ***
I start at her feet, soft, tender, toes painted candy apple red. Her skin smells of peaches. My fingers run along her ankles, gently squeezing her soles and massaging her toes. Soft kisses on the tops of her feet, leading down to her toes where I take each one into my mouth and gently suck. Tiny gasps join the sounds of from my own mouth. Teasingly, my tongue runs between her toes. She giggles softly. I smile.
My hands move past her ankles and up her calves. My kisses follow. She moans in appreciation. Her soft skin erupts passion within me and my kisses cover every inch of her lower leg. She raises her knees off of the bed. Quickly, I move, my mouth to the inside of her knee. I kiss her passionately, licking and suckling the inside of her knee as if it were her soft folds.
Her thighs open wider, willing me farther. As I kiss her knees, the air becomes heavy with her scent. Her arousal assaults my nostrils and I groan. Immediately, my lips run up her inner thighs. Her back arches as moans escape her glossy lips. I suckle, nibble and lick her thighs. I feed off of her body, hungry for more. My tongue trails up to the creases of her thigh where they meet her pelvic bone. Her moans are mixed with giggles as I lick and tease her, never giving her the feel of my tongue on her folds.
Beneath me, her hips begin to buck and her voice breaks in needy gasps. My hands grasp her hips and hold her tight, making her take notice. Her golden curls, frame her soft face, painted in need. Her breasts heaving with each breath.
I smile and take my taste of her. It’s bitter and sweet and erupts a need within me. It’s the promise of everything she has to offer. My hands slide up her body and grasp her breasts, rolling her nipples between my fingers. My mouth licks her tender folds, as my tongue circles her hardening bud. Her scent, her taste, her everything… mine.. all mine.. if not for the briefest of moments.