A man and woman's love is fit for a Holloween encounter. |
10/31/11 Holloween Between a Woman and A Man A woman to her man is an object of his desire; not his only desire. When they are alone in bed; they are never without others present. They both have brought helpers. Their thoughts, and fantasies, and plays and visions from their weekly worlds have spurred them here. Even their interactions and words exchanged between them; or with others not far off play a part. They are not who they are but who they desire to be, heroes and villains and princesses in waiting. She is sweeter to his taste; when mingled with the tastes from his dreams and times past. The reality of any part of his fantasy makes him stiff and viral. Her recipe for ecstasy is a huge amount of fantasy mixed with what is seen now and what is in his mind. Her thoughts are for a moment of total realization, oneness, fulfillment, not to think of anything but being here and totally being his. No thoughts of boundaries of any kind. Immersed and soaked in the substance of their sexuality and it is revealed so clearly so passionately and so real it feels of another world. Each time not comparable to any other. It lasts maybe an hour and then reality sinks in, he's just him and she hears his world calling him back, and she's still her and the lights and nervous systems calm back to what is truly before them. Those who had joined and cheered and encouraged them to climax are now far in the distance, the cheering and parade of the actual culmination of them as one body is also grown quiet. In comes the clean up crew, the commentators, the nightly news. Same time, same place, next scene, next week! |