eros, logos: Faith

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Faith

Special thanks to my dear friends Daniel and Sabrina at Tell Your Sex Story, who were kind enough to choose me as the featured artist this month, here. I've always loved them and the aesthetic sense that guides their selections, especially the photos. I have a hard time finding photos I actually consider erotic, for whatever reason. Their selections are spot-on every time; please hurry and check out this photo series which is one of my favourites.
My favourite in the written word category there is, of course, by Chelsea Girl, who as always slays me. Just look at the opening lines--are there any better or more evocative of the mythic?: Listen. I'm telling you stories.

I will be back shortly with new and delicious news; and in the meantime, have Faith.

The substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.

You are at the end of my bed, leaning against the wall, and watching me.
I close my eyes and your voice fills me. You are speaking to me. I love your voice and it enters into me. This is always true, that your words and your voice make me wet, whatever they speak about.
And has been true since we met. This feeling that we will come apart if we do not have each other soon. A current that underlies, always, everything that has passed between us.
It is always there, this erotic current, potent and compelling and drawing us, a tributary of a larger river. We know we could let go and be swept away . . .perhaps drown. We've always known that if we once let go we could fall and never stop.

I open my eyes. I watch you.
I want to know you.
Everything.
I want you to know me. Everything.

I am lying on my back, naked, while you sit naked and leaning against the far wall.
There is sunlight pouring through the window and onto this bed, touching us both and binding us together, though we are too far away to touch each other directly. Still, the same light spills over us.
The way I want you to spill over me and in me soon.
Over my breasts, my mouth, my lips, even my face . . .I will open my mouth and catch as much of you on my tongue as you will let me.

But right now we prolong this knowing of each other, this slow exploration.
I lie back and spread my legs wide for you.
Your eyes hold mine . . . but cannot help moving over my body too, the same way you cannot help sliding your hand over your shaft, the same way I cannot help also watching you, your beautiful hands on your gorgeous cock. The cock that is so swollen now and longing. The head of it shines with precum and I want you to kneel over me now, and fuck my mouth, my face, my throat, but we won't, not yet, not yet.
I cannot decide what I want more, your hands on me or your cock in me. I only know that I have to have you, all of you, and give you all of me without restraint– I want everything.

Again and again our eyes meet, we lose our selves in looking and then we find ourselves again in each other’s eyes.

I reach down to my naked, shaven pussy and with both hands, I slowly open myself for you as you watch.
I want you to see me, to know me.

I can feel the cool breeze over me there, and I can feel how wet I am. That wetness that I know you see there too now, pooling, glistening. I can feel it flowing more now, trickling out and soaking my thighs and these sheets, because you are watching me, while I watch you.
My clit has never felt so swollen and so in need of attention, that skilled attention that you or I could give to it now, but I will not touch it, not yet.
I see you swallow and I know what you are thinking.

I spead my legs even wider, even more, and I feel myself open and splayed now. I can feel that I am completely open to you now, you can see everything, and you can see the way I am split open for you like a fruit.
Something juicy and red and sweet and soft.

And still we wait.
I want to hold myself open to you like this, so that you know and can see–without words now–that I am giving you my desire, my lust, my self. So you know you can fuck me, possess me, in any way you’d wish.
I feel helpless not to do so, and I know you feel helpless too. It is like having no choice - except that there is.
I choose.
Always.
And - I choose you. You.

I am holding my breath.
This moment hangs here in the air.
This last moment before we lose all restraint
.
Now I close my eyes.
My thighs are trembling, already.
What will you explore me with first, I wonder?
And where?
Will it be your tongue I feel first? Or your lips?
Your fingers?
Your cock?
I do not know, but I want everything.
I will give you everything.
The smell of the river floods the room, the smell of desire, already.
There will be time, there will be time, in this room, for everything.

My eyes are closed, my breath is caught, I can feel my heart beating and the insides of my thighs tremble. I wait.
I have faith.

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posted by O @ 23:14


16 Comments:
At 11 August, 2006, Tea said… mmmmmm.... At 11 August, 2006, Ryder said… OK, my breath is also caught, heart beating? Hell Yeah. O, this one got to me. the air here is thick, hanging.... I might need to step outside. Whew... Ryder. At 12 August, 2006, O said… Mmmm, I so love tea! There's nothing like a good cuppa. ;) xx O At 12 August, 2006, O said… Ryder, Now aren't you sweet. Be careful, it's hot out there! kisses, O At 12 August, 2006, Spirit57 said… I have read this one three times ... it forces you ...to be caught up in the moment ...very nice my sweet ...very nice At 12 August, 2006, sexcakes said… >> I do not know, but I want everything. yum... At 12 August, 2006, Anonymous said… Dolce. Brava... -p At 13 August, 2006, Sir Dirty Joke said… Great blog! At 13 August, 2006, Anonymous said… Wow. I feel as though i'm floating on a sea of erotic feeling after reading this. What a rush! I completely empathize with everything of which you speak in this piece. I know the feelings of which you speak - deeply, intimately, truly. Thank you, Juno At 13 August, 2006, O said… Spirit, Three times? You flatter me! thank you my sweet. Love O At 13 August, 2006, O said… sexcakes, welcome! thanks for your comment, I'm so glad you liked it. Best, O At 13 August, 2006, O said… Dirty joke sir, That has to be my favourite avatar ever now. I love it. Thanks for reading, and for taking the time to comment. Best wishes, O At 13 August, 2006, O said… Juno, I've read your blog, and I know you know very well what I'm talking about! It means a lot to me that you liked this. Thank you. Best, O At 13 August, 2006, O said… princess, I recognise you. :) Thank you darling, always. Love O At 13 August, 2006, O said… topographical, Thank you so much! I loved your comment; that is exactly what I hoped to evoke. Thank you, I appreciate it. Best O At 13 August, 2006, Anonymous said… I love this entry......I identify with it.....
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