yes ...im awakey wakey..
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i woke up this morning with an idea after i had one of thee loveliest dreams in all of ever. umm...its still a lil crappy for what id like to read for myself but it was the least i could do with my eyes still closed..so i hope you enjoy..
The music plays on and on. Streamin through the air while the ocean of arms waves violently a mad limely green. Strobes of blues and purps rip through the arena synchronized with the jungle beats. Putting the world in extacy. Everything and everyone slips in a trance. Dancing madly in ritualistic fashion. Men and woman. Woman and woman. Men and men. The sensuality of it all can put the least of promiscuous on a sexual ride as the vibe of it all encases them and brings a sense of warmth and spontaneity. With the help of alcohol and good feeling pills, who wouldn’t feel the urge to love on the dance floor?
A man swims through the crowd and finds himself a snug spot to unleash his feelings out to anyone who would dare to try and challenge. Eyes so eager he twists and turns. Dips and jumps. Arms move violently up and down attracting attention from all who see. During a mid air sideswipe of rage his eyes catch a glimpse of what could be his victim of the night. Yes. He took the bait. In the distance he distinguishes someone of marvel and beauty. With porcelain skin not so pale, and pink to the touch. Hair glamorous as she twiddles a strand between her fore and middles fingers. In her left hand she holds a drink. He thinks about what her breath may smell like and how it could taste. Mmmm. He gets a high. The red dress she bears holds her curvaceous bod like the way an apple wears its skin. Tight. Natural. She moves slightly with the beat. Being careful not to spill the drink in her hand or distract her from the spell that’s been cast over her as the night rolled on. But his gaze is too powerful as it warps her out of beat and now she stares with the greenest marble like eyes the world has ever known as the the man comes closer and closer. Breathing on her now he says nothing, instead takes her drink. In one gulp its gone. Mmmm coke and vodka. A preview of whats to come he hopes. Intrigued in his ways she smiles and gently slides her right hand over his face making sure that no part of skin goes untouched. Slightly sweaty. She liked that. He takes the hand hes already had and slowly moves back. She follows. Inch by inch step by step they reach the circle where he first danced alone. The origin of his mating call. A new song is played. Quicker taps electronic bliss. She closes her eyes. Soaking up the message and in one gentle movement. The hips they sway. The arms climb high. Legs tense and relax as she switches sides and turns around with beauty in every step. Hes met his match. He comes closer as she welcomes with open arms. Nose to nose their bodies morph into one displaying the most erotic happenings of the entire evening. She turns around. Her rump to his crotch. Another high. Subconsciously his eyes close and he tries to hold it in but cant. Hes trapped now. But he loves the feeling. He blows into her ear and gives it slow licks in between. Comforting to hear that his dirty deeds were filling her with extreme pleasure as she groaned just loud enough Letting him know hes got her too. With each and every track they embraced each other making love but sticking to the beat. Who knows what will happen when the music stops. and pandora radio is great...thanks to smelly mercs for letting in on the scoops. and YOU...ur coming monday..and i have no idea what i will do..sigh..two more days...
i woke up this morning with an idea after i had one of thee loveliest dreams in all of ever. umm...its still a lil crappy for what id like to read for myself but it was the least i could do with my eyes still closed..so i hope you enjoy..
The music plays on and on. Streamin through the air while the ocean of arms waves violently a mad limely green. Strobes of blues and purps rip through the arena synchronized with the jungle beats. Putting the world in extacy. Everything and everyone slips in a trance. Dancing madly in ritualistic fashion. Men and woman. Woman and woman. Men and men. The sensuality of it all can put the least of promiscuous on a sexual ride as the vibe of it all encases them and brings a sense of warmth and spontaneity. With the help of alcohol and good feeling pills, who wouldn’t feel the urge to love on the dance floor?
A man swims through the crowd and finds himself a snug spot to unleash his feelings out to anyone who would dare to try and challenge. Eyes so eager he twists and turns. Dips and jumps. Arms move violently up and down attracting attention from all who see. During a mid air sideswipe of rage his eyes catch a glimpse of what could be his victim of the night. Yes. He took the bait. In the distance he distinguishes someone of marvel and beauty. With porcelain skin not so pale, and pink to the touch. Hair glamorous as she twiddles a strand between her fore and middles fingers. In her left hand she holds a drink. He thinks about what her breath may smell like and how it could taste. Mmmm. He gets a high. The red dress she bears holds her curvaceous bod like the way an apple wears its skin. Tight. Natural. She moves slightly with the beat. Being careful not to spill the drink in her hand or distract her from the spell that’s been cast over her as the night rolled on. But his gaze is too powerful as it warps her out of beat and now she stares with the greenest marble like eyes the world has ever known as the the man comes closer and closer. Breathing on her now he says nothing, instead takes her drink. In one gulp its gone. Mmmm coke and vodka. A preview of whats to come he hopes. Intrigued in his ways she smiles and gently slides her right hand over his face making sure that no part of skin goes untouched. Slightly sweaty. She liked that. He takes the hand hes already had and slowly moves back. She follows. Inch by inch step by step they reach the circle where he first danced alone. The origin of his mating call. A new song is played. Quicker taps electronic bliss. She closes her eyes. Soaking up the message and in one gentle movement. The hips they sway. The arms climb high. Legs tense and relax as she switches sides and turns around with beauty in every step. Hes met his match. He comes closer as she welcomes with open arms. Nose to nose their bodies morph into one displaying the most erotic happenings of the entire evening. She turns around. Her rump to his crotch. Another high. Subconsciously his eyes close and he tries to hold it in but cant. Hes trapped now. But he loves the feeling. He blows into her ear and gives it slow licks in between. Comforting to hear that his dirty deeds were filling her with extreme pleasure as she groaned just loud enough Letting him know hes got her too. With each and every track they embraced each other making love but sticking to the beat. Who knows what will happen when the music stops. and pandora radio is great...thanks to smelly mercs for letting in on the scoops. and YOU...ur coming monday..and i have no idea what i will do..sigh..two more days...