Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Bite Marks

How do you approach your lover's skin?
Sure, there are many ways. But we all have our favorite one. Scratching, kissing, caressing, massaging, tracing... my personal top 1 is biting.
Last night I had a sensual engagement with a gentleman. Gorgeous, flexible, and eager to please. What else could I have asked for?
That's right! A great biter.
Biting your partner could very well be the ultimate sign of attraction. You want them in you, inside you: kissing is just not enough. It is the violence of your passion, overtaking you so you can't keep pretending you're human anymore. You've let your animal loose.
And bite me he did, with fury, all over my body. As he did so, every sensor on my skin awakened to the pressure, the sudden little shock sending me into an orgastic frenzy. Like two wild beasts, intertwined, we fucked to the point of dehydration. With some delicious intermezzos of exploring each other's hot spots with toys and multiple body parts. And some more biting.

This morning, I got up and looked in the mirror. Myriads of bite marks populating my body... a lovely large one crowning my right breast. Yum.