I lust from your scent on my hand. posted 11/30/2008 11:00:25 PM | 3 kudos what's this?     report abuse

bardnsage

Smell, the often forgotten sense, unless we find one that offends. Yet, it is smell, that is most closely tied our memories. A cologne, a baking pie, a magnolia tree, all have the ability to pull the most vivid and emotional memories from our minds.

Today, around 11:00, I sat down to do some work. As I often do, my hand went to hold my chin, and cover my mouth, while I delved into deep thought. And it hit, without warning. The fragrance, there on my hands, still on my hands, of you – blasted into my brain.

As soon as it hit, an awakened dream and vision of you spun uncontrollably in my mind. Your every nook, your every look, your beckoning and tempting, as you just laid there, waiting on my touch.

How hot you were. So hot as to burn a man to his core, but still I longed to taste you, devour you, and take you for my pleasure. My tongue on your curves, your taste in my mouth, a cornucopia of pleasure, that I desire to never end.

But even in the depths of lust for you, I know that you will be the death of me. Your sinful delights will be my ultimate downfall, choking and hardening my heart and soul. The bountiful pleasure is only a mask that hides your true intentions.

And yet, even though armed with this knowledge, I must yield to your temptations. You sizzle with passions heat, stoked by the fire made from my own hand. You bend and yield to me, and I long only have my lips caress you, as your fragrance lofts across my face, and burns into my memory. It is waiting there for the lust to be rekindled whenever your scent crosses paths with my mind.

The scent is there on my hand. The memory is there in my brain. OH, I love bacon.

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