Erotic Echo

...to my last post, "Passionate Kisses", from an anonymous wonderful female who was compelled to leave her computer in a good way:

She likes to be taken.

Words have pulled her here. Into the space where words fall away, after they have finished their work and now echo insistently inside her.

The echo vibrates and pulses and demands. Now it is the pleasure-pain of strong need for her. Pulling her willingly to an even deeper place.

She realizes she is following the rhythm and cadence of the words in her self pleasure. Slowly, slowly. Is this to soothe or excite more..the warmth moves and moves and grows.

A kaleidoscope of images swirls before her. The ceiling above her bed becomes a screen for the slide show that doesn't stop playing before her open eyes.. Oh God, now she hears his voice. Oh God...

The wave picks her up .Legs draw up involuntarily. Shudders run through her shoulders and the pleasure becomes audible. The orgasm is deep and wide and long and hard.

The wave drops her there. Drained of need temporarily. But only temporarily, because...

She likes to be taken.

Very nice. Thank you, my friend, for sharing.