Podcast: Body Worship

4 min read

Five filthy fragments. Written by Rose MyErotica. Read by Jaiden MyErotica.

Worship me. Explore every molecule of my body with your mouth, fingers and cock. Worship me, and in return I will…

First: Watch me walk for you in my highest heels, the muscles of my thighs and calves taut, my stride relaxed and confident. Walking away from you, feeling your eyes on the firm cheeks of my ass, turning my head to flash you a teasing smile. Then back towards you, abs flexing, heels tapping, coming close to where you are kneeling. I raise one heel to rest on your shoulder, letting your eyes take in the expanse of toned thigh leading up to my pussy, the sweep of my calf down to my pretty foot. I allow you to unbuckle the straps of my shoes and remove them, raising them to your nose to inhale the warm, fresh aroma. Kneel at my feet, bend to worship them. Let the heat of your breath brush over my skin as you gaze on their pristine perfection. Kiss my soles, let your tongue play between my toes. Wrap your lips around each toe in turn and suck, get it wet, build the pressure until I feel sparks of arousal radiating through my whole body. Wrap your hand around my ankle, squeeze until I know I’m yours to restrain. Sitting, I raise a foot to your lips for you to lavish kisses and licks upon it, then slide it slowly down your torso until it comes to rest between your thighs, increasing the pressure on your crotch until I feel your flesh throb…

And then: Unbutton my shirt and let your eyes linger on the full curves of my breasts, held firm and high in my lace bra, cleavage in shadow, a scattering of freckles across the skin. You move behind me to unclip my bra and slide it off, my breasts bouncing slightly as they fall free. Your hands cup them, letting the weight of them rest in your palms, warm and heavy. Your fingertips close around my nipples, gently squeezing as they stiffen, the sensation making me shiver with excitement. You move around to face me again, kiss my lips softly and then nuzzle at my neck. When I’m arching against you, you kiss down my neck and chest, licking at each nipple in turn, flicking with your tongue until they are hard and throbbing, sending flashes of electrical excitement shooting down to my pussy. You close your lips around one and begin to suck, pressing your face against the soft, pillowed warmth. As you suck harder, my arousal surges up; I push you onto your back, leaning forward to let my breasts jiggle in your face as I straddle your hips and grind down…

And then: Tease me with your words; get me wet with the sound of your voice in my ear, telling me what you want to do to me, how you crave my sweet taste. Then kiss your way down, nipping at the edges of my panties, pulling them tight against my hot, slick flesh until they’re soaked through with my desire. Pin my hips down, torment me with the ghost of your touch until I’m begging for it; then slide your tongue over the wet silk, pressing against the fine fabric barrier. You peel the drenched silk away and blow cool air on my hot skin, making me squirm with the need to feel you on me, in me. The gentle, insistent stroke of your tongue over my clit is more maddening than pleasing, I want it harder and deeper, but you don’t relent until all my words are gone and only gasps and moans and the spasming muscles of my thighs urge you on. Then you devour me, fingers spreading me open, mouth sucking and licking until I’m coming apart. And then your fingers thrusting into my hot wetness, stretching me, seeking out my G-spot, give me the promise of what’s to come…

And then: When I feel your eyes caressing the curve of my ass, I know your hands will soon follow. Your palms glide over my flesh gently; then they linger, stroke, squeeze. Your thumbs caress my hips, slide down slowly, teasing me, teasing yourself with the slow exploration of my silky skin. You press against the small of my back, urging me to bend forward as you kneel behind me. I brace myself ready for your touch. It comes not from your fingers but from your tongue, tracing up and down first one cheek, then the other. I feel the graze of your teeth on my tender flesh. Your fingers spread me open, revealing me to your gaze. Your tongue explores me in ever-decreasing circles, zeroing in on the tight pucker that nobody but you has ever tasted. Lapping harder, probing, pressing, you open me like a flower, dipping the tip of your tongue into the center of the rosebud. The sharp sting of your hand makes me cry out, the slapping sound of flesh against flesh almost as shocking as the heat that blossoms through my cheek, radiating through my whole body, making me throb with need. “Again…” I gasp, and you spank me again, the other cheek this time. And again, and again, until the heat and pain and pleasure consumes me. You know what I need now. I want you to take me, penetrate me, own me fully…

Worship me, and in return I’ll lick you, suck you, swallow you, adore you…

I kneel between your spread legs, hands on your thighs to steady myself as I lick a long, slow stripe up your cock from root to tip. It twitches crazily as I look up at you, my lips encircling the head, tongue lapping across the smooth, taut flesh. I taste the salty tang of moisture seeping from the slit, swipe my tongue across it again to coax out more, craving your flavor. It grows harder still, pulsing until it’s rigid, stretching my mouth open wide. Are you ready for me to suck it deep? To slide my lips down around you, all the way, a milimeter at a time, until my bottom lip rests against your balls and my eyelashes brush your stomach? I hold still, letting the throbbing permeate my whole being, my senses full of the taste and smell and feel of you, the sound of your gasps and murmurs. Will you stay motionless, tense like a coiled spring, muscles in your thighs and stomach working to keep control as I suck and lick, worshipping your hard cock with every dip of my head? Or will you grab my hair and rock your hips up, thrusting into my wet mouth until you gush out a fountain of cum for me to gulp down? I’m your willing acolyte, devoted to your pleasure, which feeds my own…

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