We Are Stardust
Our hearts and breathing synchronize like our thoughts so often do. In one another’s eyes, we see eternity. We are passionate, sensual poetry in motion blended perfectly with wild, primal lust. My vine stiffens in your presence, your silky petals moisten in mine. Our splendor is frightfully majestic in its intensity. We are the fall of Apollo as he surrenders day to night. We are light of night as Dionysus illuminates our darkness. We are stardust. We are golden.
Sea of Love
Nestled in on a sandy strip amongst the otherwise rocky shoreline, we lay naked and intertwined. Wild and primal, I am the call of the wild, surging strong and full inside you. Our hearts beat as one. My thrusts are slow and deep in rhythm with waves pounding this far away shore. Sea mist softly paints our sun-kissed faces with the enlightened glow of united souls. We feel the rhythm of our souls in step with the dancing energy of the universe. Orgasmic waves gush forth as you bathe my my manhood and soul in your adoring, lustful love. We are awash in the sea of love.
Sienna is home. Outside, it is raining and lightning. We are enjoying a cozy evening chat when all of the sudden she releases a burst of excitement! Her energy is much like the electrical charge filling the skies around her. Sienna’s excitement stems from a picture taken with her girlfriends. As she begins to explain, I have no idea where she is going with the story but listen with interest and adoration of my girl’s excitement. The photo was taken early in the evening on the same night that she and I became one.
I love the thought of the lightning storm around her as I think about the chain lightning that flows between us. She sends me a copy of the photo. I look at it and can’t help but feel drawn into her. She is breathtaking. I notice the same jeans that I would be sliding off her sexy legs in less than six hours. I look at her smile and eyes and wonder if she had any idea how that night would end or, in a sense, never end. Could she have known that after all the careful flirting between us that this evening would end with her snuggled perfectly into my chest as we drifted as one into our afterglow? She belongs in that spot with me – forever.
As I go on about our first night, she calls my attention to the photo background. Looking closer, I’m surprised to see myself there. I had inadvertently photo bombed that moment. She asks if I was aware of how close we were in the photo? It may seem odd, but I have always been conscious of her presence and have always known where she should be – with me. It was as if she has always existed in my dreams and, long before I finally met her, I already knew her in a deep, soulful way.
I ask if she was aware of my presence that night?
“Sweet love, I was always sensing your presence!!! Always ❤️ I have always protected my heart…but couldn’t seem to resist you. I have helplessly fallen for you so deeply!” – Sienna
I cherish Sienna’s vulnerability and willingness to open her heart to me. The emotions that give life to her endearing words are so very meaningful. Each word, thought, action, and emotion is a gift that fills my heart and soul in a way I have never known before. I too have fallen helplessly. I will always cherish her precious heart – she is my soul’s greatest gift.
Burning for You
You are an ever-present dream. The places I dream of taking you and the memories I dream of making with you. My mind sparks with visions of holding you from behind. Your flowing hair dances in the wind as if fanning the flame. Your intoxicating scent fuels the fire. Pressing your hips back into me, you stoke my flame. Pushing into you from behind, you feel my primal burning presence. Mind, body and soul engulfed in passion’s inferno. I am burning for you.
Bridge of Sighs
I miss you. Our memories are so vivid and nurture the yearning ache of my soul. They sustain me just enough while we are apart and serve as a bridge to our union. Lingering memories of holding you close transform into vivid dreams of once again having your soft, sexy body pressed against mine. Your precious heart and soul call to me across this bridge of sighs.
Sensual Shadows – Chronology – Links and brief descriptions to stories about my loving, erotic journey with Sienna