foreplay oodles Gazing. Smiling. Dancing. Touching. Kissing. Lips. Tongues. Fingers running through hair. Massaging. Licking. Ice cubes. Sucking. Clothes coming off piece by piece. Foreplay is a dance. A dance two lovers perform for one another to please, to excite. It's a priview of what's to come. It's sexual desire. 000128 ... camille (music to listen to while you read) http://www.angelfire.com/az/EnigmaWavs/images/knocking.au I walk to the place We created perfect Circumstance You and I alone waited long waited patient for love’s song For this moment and This moment alone Happenstance It’s misting out I take hold of the Hand and heart offered Your touch electric Your ocean of tidal waves Crash upon my shore Longing You gently tug me to A place Its center a meadow Where all that surrounds Is in between Passion between you and I Long time stirring Coming to Fruition (deep breath) sigh You turn to me and gently Take me in your arms Our eyes touching, looking, Searching Till we find that place Locked deep within And roving You pierce all walls Others tried to penetrate This fortress within And there we meet A love that transcends all emotion Ever felt Teetering on the brink My heart may fail More than it’s ever been dealt Your flood of emotion I drink this ocean A feeling to being Totally alien to this Armor we call flesh Has ever felt bliss Your eyes look into Pools Others created, the fools With the back of your hand You wipe away my tears Emotions flooding deeply now I look up, and into you You become my moon My reflection in your eyes Becomes midnight blue The sky finally softening it’s grip Stride growing long and muscial As you glide down my arms As rivulets down slopes Toward the sea Your eyes become a crib for my heart My skin begins to remember How long years had been Since our words touched last Your soft smile And gentle touch Run from tear to hair You entangle there You draw me close Your breath I feel Upon my lips As you whisper... ...All my life...my heart had never Known this... As you gently move to kiss Mingled within Heavy breathing My lungs strain to push out This breath Our hearts begin to pound Within ... the only sound Like this... Heavily breathing Our long awaited hunger seething We wait no longer My arms take you in I begin to run my fingers through Your hair You pull me close My breath your lair As I hold you softly there Underneath a sky gathers clouds And tears come Tears mingled with flooding emotion Amidst an ocean Your taste My only potion Give me to drink All of who you are As within your arms and hands I sink My heart may go beyond, I think Waiting too long for this moment More passionate our kisses become You run your hand down my back I become earthen clay you begin to mold me As with the same ... my hands convey My hearts skin slips off like A fine silk camisole O moon of silence Feel the vibrations within my soul Tonight he is quiet And balanced upon my lips Hands roving lips merging Bodies entwined Our members surging We stop for a moment . . .. You lift me in your arms And begin to carry me Never leaving your mouth As it is there I want to stay I realize happiness floats It doesn’t need us to hold it down There is no place large enough To contain It’s boast When you raised your arms Happiness flooded out of you Looking deep into my eyes As if right on cue Still holding, kissing Everything disarms I sink into you Feeling the warmth of your breath Then from somewhere A calm musical note arrives You balance it on your tongue I find you in the space between breaths Like a balm that heals We stop and we plant One inside the other I look round and see a small cottage In the distance I jump from your arms And begin to run towards Candle in the window Signs of your vigil You chase after I hear your laughter Easy I am sure As I can run faster You say Your right behind between door and you Like a pressed spring flower You hold me there Long awaited Passionate kisses dew With one hand round One hand behind You reach to open The door to unwind Our bodies tremble with Anticipation As it begins to rain it’s Precipitation I walk to windowsill Look back to see you still In front of candles glow Fire’s reflection in your mane I want to plant myself beside you And soak up some of your light Outside the rain I took two candles Set them on your bureau It’s raining now I walk to crawl inside you My hands caress your face You take me in your enveloping arms You encase me there As I become you’re second skin You draw me close And kiss my lids Hands reaching sliding, gliding Deep breath Our eyes meet and bring us to Conscious being of each others touch No words left to describe what we feel Like a conch holding oceans Words captive You travel the terrain Landscapes of hardened nipples ache to feel your breath Your whisper ripples Smooth as satin Tangled in lace We are held captive By our embrace The rhythm of our bodies Perfectly in tune Beads of sweat gather on Your lip and brow We slow (breathing)to pace ourselves Yet holding back Our release to delve Our lungs rise and fall In perfect unison A sensation of drowning As your mouth opens And spills words like Liquid flame You whisper... I have never known Love’s emotion To be …. this Nor have I , is my reply I caress your back And bite softly at your neck Quickly your breathing quickens As I run my tongue from neck to chest Down your belly and past your navel And up again I feel your hands in my hair Your lair As you draw me closer My hands are carressing you there We continue to kiss Not rushing the moment You lay me down and rest your head Upon my breast Your stubble feels so erotic Against my skin Your eyes never losing sight of me Slowly you move above me to drape And cover me with the essence of you I close my eyes consumed in the Intoxication of your feel You enter me And reside within I arch my back As you tuck your hands beneath Your head thrown back At the intensity of it all Your hands clutch tight This is so right As you whisper my name My hands run along your arms Feeling contracted muscles Straining as a drop from your Forehead slowly falls and rests Upon my lips Back arched I begin to feel Your heart beat within Deeper than a surging surf Both entwined in rhythm’s rhyme I part my lips to take you in Candles burning , hearts enflamed Storming thunder and aching breath Reaching that place , the center of you The center of me We climax there where stars meet sea Under a strong moon my heart swells Not just once , but twice Hot on my breast, strong arms Salty flesh... Camille 000128 ... camille savouring 000129 ... lotusflower is usually a good idea. 000223 ... hopeunknown I remember when we were alone together as your hand traveled across my body wanting to tear my clothes off in a rabid hormonal fury you kissed me, with passion blazing like fire, all over my face, burning my skin with your warmth and desire, slowly leaving my face and down to my neck a let out a subtle noise of my pleasure, as your lips press all over me and then part, as you give me a gentle bite on my neck, and a light feeling drives me wild as your mouth tugs my skin and your tounge glides in circles upon it your hand then hovers above my stomach, as you place it and slide it up my body, as I tingle with pleasure beneath you, as you push the barrier between my skin and yours up, revealing my undergarment which you remove almost instantaneously, as my chest rises and falls with my shallow breathing and rapid heartbeat, as I crave for you to touch me more and kiss me all over and to feel your body against mine I ask you what you want to do, and you reply with a simple moan as your mouth moves down from my neck and down to my milky pale breasts, as I rise and fall beneath you... 030120 ... Piso Mojado not negotiable 030121 ... a thimble in time Is Coelho saying that soft caresses lead to a weak orgasm while strong caresses lead to a more intense experience? What does he mean by intensity? Even the happy_trail can be confusing... 040203 ... Piso Mojado "the caresses of foreplay determine the intensity of the orgasm." the orgasm is based on the amount of time given to foreplay. i think the point coehlo is making, is what you sow is what you reap 040203 ... Piso Mojado or that a building's strength/height etc is dependent on it's foundation 040203 ... unhinged is 80 to 90% of my orgasm and i'm so sick of the sloppy selfish people that skip it i mean honestly, what the hell.... on average, sex probably only takes about five minutes; if we disregard conscious effort to extend/delay the act. so don't you want to be that close to me for more than five minutes? maybe not.... 040203 ... Death of a Rose Yes. More preparation is required before we light the fireworks. 040315 ... Syrope i'd kill for some foreplay that takes place NOT between the hours of 2 and 6 am. that's not a social life, that's just actively losing sleep. i'm more than ready for this semester to be over 040316 ... . nurtures 041107 ... kymied Nibbling on my neck is foreplay. Except with you because you don't put out. 050919 what's it to you? who go blather from