Pristine etchings
opaque tiny mountains,
running across my flesh.
They skim the surfaces
sometimes pausing to
dig in a little deeper.
Scratching and soothing
jagged and smooth
all at the same time.
Arousing and bruising
at times with their force
still, I'm left shaking.
I ache with sensation
the sweet torture across my neck,
sides, back, and breasts.
Drinking me in
like a tantalizing wine
still I crave more.
My head falls back in submission
ready and willing for whatever comes next
God, I love the way you bite me.
Author notes
Yeah, in case you missed it, I love being bitten, lol. I had fun with this little short one. Mmm, to bite, and be bitten... ^.~
Written September 12th, 2005
A contest entry
- Sex Appeal City by TourniquetofBlood.
307 points, ended September 14, 2005, 5 entries
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Jaw Dropping
Hey I thought this was freaking awesome..very sexy
) We all know how you love to be bitten...or well at least I do ) Just playing. I could keep telling you how good you are at writing, but you already know.
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Bite you Hmmm sounds good. Great work flows well and a very good piece of erotica. It's biting good.
ken -
BIIIIGGGGG Grin :-) Loved it!
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