{"id":2634,"date":"2023-11-26T20:28:15","date_gmt":"2023-11-26T20:28:15","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/?page_id=2634"},"modified":"2023-11-28T23:01:30","modified_gmt":"2023-11-28T23:01:30","slug":"the-anniversary","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/the-poems\/the-anniversary\/","title":{"rendered":"The Anniversary"},"content":{"rendered":"<p> The Anniversary<br \/>\nby cricketjeff on April 11, 2008.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved<br \/>\nLying across the soft silk sheets, she waits, arms bound to the corners of the<br \/>\nbed, not tightly, she can move but not touch herself, frustrated, the silk<br \/>\nropes hold her sensuously. Sliding on the silk she wishes she could close her<br \/>\nlegs but more silk bands keep her legs well spread.<br \/>\nHer lace covered body entices him, stiff, dark, nipples peaking through holes.<br \/>\nThey draw his tongue and he licks one. She squirms and the silk slides beneath<br \/>\nher, caressing her bare bottom. With eyes covered like this, more silk, rich<br \/>\nblack silk. She has no idea where she will be touched next, all she can do is<br \/>\nanticipate, and feel the cool, soft fabric against her skin, and the gentle<br \/>\nscratch of the stiffer lace where it covers her.<br \/>\nHe holds the silk handkerchief lightly and runs it up her leg, spreading it to<br \/>\ncover her moistening pussy. Then, with his tongue starts to push it inside. She<br \/>\ntenses, building rapidly to her climax, her breathing short, rasping. More and<br \/>\nmore silk inside her, his tongue more and more insistent, demanding. She can<br \/>\ntake no more<br \/>\n&#8220;YEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssSS&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;YEEESSSsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssSS&#8221;<br \/>\n&#8220;YESsssssssssssssss&#8221;<br \/>\nHe stands, smiling, has her attention now. Silk covered hands play across her<br \/>\nlacy body. Squeezing, teasing, tormenting. She does not know what to feel,<br \/>\nstill on a high, each intimate touch sends her higher. ecstasy calls her, the<br \/>\nsoftness draws her, the bondage increasing the sensations.<br \/>\nHe stops, looks at her, watches, worries &#8211; will he get it right, has to get it<br \/>\nright tonight. Their pleasure is up to him alone.<br \/>\nShe waits, she believes, he smiles.<br \/>\nHe leans close, so close she can feel his breath moving over her, her breasts,<br \/>\nher stomach, her mound, her thighs. She arches towards him, needing contact,<br \/>\nwanting to feel the lace, soft against his hardness, he moves back, the tension<br \/>\nbuilds.<br \/>\nHe climbs onto the bed next to her, holds her, she feels his robe, it will be<br \/>\nthe red one, they found it together in Japan, the writing tells of love and<br \/>\nhonour, in gold. Gold on red silk like her tanned body on the red silk sheets.<br \/>\nShe groans, wanting him, needing him, and the feel of the silk, still inside<br \/>\nher where he left it, where she always wants it. This was special, their<br \/>\nspecial day, long planned for long wanted. She had wanted him this way forever,<br \/>\nhe had taken time to learn. But he learned and loved her, and now he too loved<br \/>\nthe silk and the lace. As he entered her, the silk sliding over him like a soft<br \/>\nand tender condom, he said, &#8220;Happy Anniversary Dear&#8221;, it is silk for the 12th<br \/>\nisn&#8217;t it&#8230;<br \/>\n Author notes<br \/>\nThey met exactly one year before they were married, and the 13th anniversary is<br \/>\nlace&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>For the erotic challenge, a story, on the theme silk\/lace.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Anniversary by cricketjeff on April 11, 2008.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved Lying across the soft silk sheets, she waits, arms bound to the corners of the bed, not tightly, she can move but not touch herself, frustrated, the silk ropes hold her sensuously. 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