Hunger Does Many Things To You

Yesterdays post made me realise something. I am always horny (I knew that) and whatever I'm feeling usually gets mixed into it. It just happens that on this occasion I'm hungry.

I want to drizzle syrup across her pale skin and swirl my fingers in sweet juices. Run my tongue along whipped cream and leave teethmarks in the hot melted chocolate on her hips. I want to taste her skin and I'll move everything out my way until I do. I want to watch her warm skin tighten and turn into an ocean of goosebumps when the sorbet touches her; my mouth warms her up soon enough. All those sweet sticky foods. Time to shower.

Hot water spraying out, hitting her skin, my soft mouth distracting her from the pressure. I push back her wet hair. I kiss her stomach and I can taste the hot water. My fingers trail down legs and my mouth finds her hips. My hands run over her shoulders and down her back, lathering her. I massage the soap into her skin. She shuts her eyes. My hands move down her waist and I cover her stomach in soap. Her lips part. I kiss her. Instantly she reacts her mouth moving with mine, her hands trailing along my body; in and out at every curve. Her skin has never felt so smooth.

So I'm sitting here, eating and apple. As Sara pointed out it'll be hard to lick that off, so where can I put it?