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Date Posted: 05:27:23 08/14/01 Tue
Author: Brian Beaudry
Subject: Moonlight Princess

Moonlight Princess

I lay beside you and drink of your beauty.
Perfection bathed in the pale moonlight
shining through the frosted glass ,kissing
your body as it caresses your curves and wraps
itself around your limbs like tongues in quest
for nourish. I look at the gentle swell of your
breasts as they raise from your chest and then fall
with every soft breath only to climb again, as if
standing for display. I blow softly on them causing
your nipples to chill and swell, only to climb higher,
as if searching for my lips. You stir and turn towards
me still in gentle sleep causing the moon�s rays
to paint different shadow on your form and highlight
new areas of beauty. I am beside myself with love of
you and passion for your form, your waist is now bathed
as it raises to greet the high curve of hip only to descend
again to soft outer thigh. I wet my finger and trace the
valleys and mounts of you then gently blow again
watching the goose-bumps raise in the pattern of my
finger�s touch. You turn again to rest flat, exposing
the full view of that for which I hunger. Twin peaks
topped with the most delicious of deserts, descending
only to raise slightly for your tummy, my cheek�s
favorite rest, then dip and raise again for the mound
of your womanhood, a perfect V, plump and soft and
now, even in sleep are slightly open reveling
clear droplets of want and need. Nectars of desire,
tempting me to wake you from your dreams. I lay
my head on your stomach and revel in the warmth
and softness and scent of you, feeling you breath
in faster rhythm and watching your nipples swell
to greater heights. You reach down to hold my face
and then to direct it�s turn towards the succulent
treasure framed between those most perfect thighs
as they spread to open passage and revel the sweet
honey coated lips, engorged also and open in desire.
With fingers locked in my hair you push me lower in
increased urgency as my lips glide over the soft hair
of your mound and my tongue peeks out to explore
the crease in its center as it travels lower still, drinking
in the sweet tears of want, gliding lower between your thighs.
The scent and taste of you makes drunk my mind, my tongue
laps past your protective hood to dance on the raised and
throbbing nub, dueling with my tongue in quest for fulfillment.
I dip lower and explore the cavern that will ultimately
sheath the sword of passion your body has raised on
mine. Your slender body raises, arching from the bed, pulling
my face tighter to your smoldering center. I taste its sweet wine
as I lap from sheath to hood, only to have you arch higher,
body tense and aching for release. I gently suck one lip and
stroke it with tongue tip only to let it fall and repeat it with
the other. My mind is dizzy, spinning in euphoric bliss as
I listen to your rapid breathing and soft moans. My lips seek
your center and suck it gently into my mouth as my tongue-tip
with gentle pressure, makes ever faster circles of this nub.
Pulling at my hair I see your soft tummy tense and your nipples
retract and harden well on your way to bliss. The beginning
of a blush paints your chest as the chanting of your breaths
turns into the panting of sexual peak. My own heart is beating
to the speed of your convulsing sheath as you throb
between my lips and vibrate against my tongue. I am flooded
with your passion as screams of ecstasy torn from your
tortured lungs are expelled and like a rag-doll you
fall limply to the sheets. I look up and see your form, exquisite,
the pale moon�s rays sparkling on your glistening hot skin. I
lay my face on your stomach as it quivers in minute spasms
as your pleasure-wracked body slowly calms. I lay there and
drink of your beauty and swell with the pride I feel each
time I pay homage to our love and give fulfillment to your needs.
I smile as my gaze caresses every curve and hollow of this
princess in the moon�s soft glowing light.

� 2001 Brian Beaudry

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