Heels clicked unhurriedly
across winter white marble floor
patterned with swirls of curls
of flattering fawn
echoes of Liszt haunted the air
as I recalled sultry nights
in the Grand Hotel Royal on the
Pest side of the Danube
I stepped into the elevator
huge doors swept together
an easy semi-silent swoosh
and I leaned against mirror walls
gawped and flushed blush
she smiled she knew
her charcoal eyes
smouldering passion
lips slightly parted
glistening glace cherries lush
I felt my nipples
harden
my breasts
tender plump
and I wondered how
her tongue would feel
drifting my navel and
easing apart my virgin quimm
already swollen like
quenelles of
lilac blossom sorbet
Purist moist surpassed
as a flourish of fluids
came in waves
at the mere thought
of my initiation
into fabulosexual de feminine









hold the lift please, i am going down. phew, i thought i would have to walk all the way then 







....WOWZERS!!!....



. Keep up the fantastic work and best of luck to you in the contest.

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