Trogdor on kissing
When you really know how to kiss,you can create a tension that you can't achieve with sex.
The delicious cruelty that can be attained by knowing
when to hold off just a bit, when to bite, when to caress...
The overwhelming desire you can create in someone
that can't be hidden...
not with words, the body betrays the desire
it smolders in the eyes...
you can feel the desire reaching out for you like a magnet
drawing you closer..
Then you withdraw just a little...
just to see the pain of need wash over
then to the neck, you can feel it in the heat pouring off the shoulders...
a slight caress of the side of the breast and you can feel the chest heaving,
almost feel the pain of need wracking this poor creature's body...
and yet you continue to torture...
stealing the breath...
a nibble on the ear...
hot breath down the neck...
mmm the tension...
cruel, cruel cruel....
and yet so delicious
posted by Chef @ 12/13/2005 12:38:00 PM
12 Comments:
Shoe is a tantric master.
The chef is a fabulous kisser, the kind of guy who can make you totally weak in the knees with a kiss. I love it. ;)
Shoe makes me almost pass out sometimes. Also, sometimes when he kisses me, my eyes hurt. I mean they really hurt. Any ideas on why that is?
I can't say that my *eyes* hurt but I get sooooo dizzy at times, like being intoxicated on kisses.
Is it because he is shoving his nose into your eye?
FYI: being a "tantric master" isn't what it's cracked up to be. Tantric sex has nothing to do with sexual gratification in any way.
YEAH RIGHT! Shoe used to go to school in a Buddhistary or whatever you call it in Hawaii. He starts with his eyes, then he does things, slow things, things with his hands and mouth and tongue all over my body, things that build and build and build and by the time we start the you know I feel like I'm floating in some other dimension of warm hotness filled with incredible pulses of pleasure and by the time I actually get to ummm, yeah, it's so unbelievable that I can't move for a few minutes.
Quite satisfying if not a bit maddening.
Sometimes I'll admit I can't take it and demand satisfation in a more timely manner. If you are talking about the idiots who never come....they aren't tantric like my shoebaby. He learned his tantric is rich private school buddhist boy's bathrooms. ;)
But a tantric kiss is killer. I can't not give in.
Wow, reading that kinda made me hot. Too bad the chef is working tonight.
I'd go to the restaurant, dressed to kill, give a fake name and get a small table in the corner where I'd fix my stockings over and over till the busboys said there's a hot babe out ther ego look, then when he came out to look I'd pretend I didn't see him and drive him insane. :)
I am a tantric master.
;)
Chef hasn't posted in too long. :(
i know. he has been working too damn much.
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