Saturday, August 27, 2005

a trip abroad

Blond hair, blue eyes, and tan skin looks so seductive under the black lights and bathed in the cool, ghostly glow of the sticks. Her smile gleams with radioactive whiteness. Her tits are immaculate. A perfect fusion of nature and science. Not too big, they complement the rest of her toned, muscled body. It looks natural. Her shoulders, arms, stomach, and legs are defined. I've always loved athletic looking women. Absolutely sublime. I've dated models and the coked out thin look doesn't suit me. It never has. How odd when I was younger I'd more likely be caught jerking off to “Fitness for Her” or the latest issue of “Shape” than “Victoria's Secret.” J___ embodies everything I've ever desired in this respect. She's petite, around 5' 6”, but when she wears those trashy, clear stiletto's, I call them “stripper shoes,” she's easily 5'9”. In addition, those wonderful shoes bring out the shape of her calves and thighs... oh and her ass. I could write sonnets about her perfect bubble butt. Like a violin virtuoso picking up a stradivarius, those shoes play J____'s body, bringing out the most beautiful elements. They accentuate the good and disguise any flaws.

Wait, she doesn't have any flaws.

I arch my back raising my cock as she runs her tongue up the shaft starting at my balls up to the tip. A small droplet of pre-cum has beaded on the end like a pearl. She squeezes my cock and we both watch the pearl double in size. She then playfully flicks her tongue over the end and the precious gem disappears somewhere inside her mouth. In one motion she swallows my sword as her hands run up my stomach to my chest. She starts to rub my nipples with her thumbs as she continues to bob her head up and down on my lap. Her hair hides her sexy face but I can still see it's outline in my mind. I lean back and close my eyes, enjoying the sensation... transported to the outer edges of carnality. The trance beat defines the landscape and the tablets of E we both crushed up and snorted is our guide on this beautiful, frantic, erotic journey J___ and I are on.

We call these excursions “vacations.”

12 comments:

LeeLoreya said...

or "saturday night"?

lab munkay said...

Your writting is fasinating.

Hermes said...

LeeLoreya. I can only wish EVERY Saturday night were like this.

Lab Munkay. Your name is fascinating. Thanks for commenting.

Isis. I think I love you.

jazz said...

just another reminder that i haven't been laid in forever. thanks hermes... ;)

Autumn Storm said...

One for the guys - I think. The hooker shoes did it, ewww! And the E catapults it out of anything I can relate to! Honestly, as I read it, I thought pornographic rather than erotic - and you did it so well!

Wonderfully written!

Scribe Called Steff said...

Sounds like a fun night in.

But I need to get out more. Fucking dirth of a dry summer, in every way. Could be ending on the right note. But I won't jinx it just yet.

Nothing like new fodder for the sex rag. Whee, fun.

You can call it a vacation, I'll call it research. Whatever. All good.


The Cunting Linguist.

Adams Avenue said...

Now I need a vacation!

Hermes said...

Jasmine. Yeah right. There just aren't any men "worthy enough" on the island?

Puzzy. Thanks. I hope you come back.

Autumn Storm. For the guys? A manly post wouldn't make mention of a 'stradivarius' would it? It be more likely to feature beer, football, and trampolines.

Jay. A very exciting lifestyle indeed. A bit stressful at times but it has it's benefits.

Steff. I definitely hope you DO research this. I look forward to reading the results.

Colonialave. I'm sure in time it will happen, if you choose to allow it.

Vexation. It's the only way to fly.

Simply Her. They are delectable. Quite delicious in fact... and pricey too. Thanks for stopping by.

-G.D. said...

Ahhh...Perdition. My favorite flavor.

Two scoops and a cherry on top, please.

LMB said...

Hawt?


2kewl!!!

Scribe Called Steff said...

Funnily, I've had a lot of requests for particular topics on the Cunt, so I'm kinda booked up for two or three weeks over there. Crazy shit.

I'm also seriously considering reigning it in a little. I need to protect my literary assets. I need to consider how I can post yet make money off it. I don't know how long I'll keep it running. I never meant for it to take off like it has. It was supposed to be for kicks. The beast is getting out of control.

jonny said...

Try FMPs (Fuck Me Pumps).

Do people still say that?