Your Favorite Candy Bar

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Your favorite candy bar.

Hmm… I don’t know if I’d call it chocolate, maybe a hint of dark chocolate melted in with swirls of caramel and specks of cherry; you know on the inside, slightly oozing out.

Well…maybe, not always oozing, sometimes gushing. sometimes, rushing or even delicately dripping out. Internally flushing. Hot, wouldn’t you say it was hot?

Maybe, you would say that it was warm, soft, wet…?

Have you felt my lower back rise and arch?

Have you seen droplets of dampness along my thigh when I rise and fall, clamp and release? I know you like it when I hold you there. When I wrap my ankles snugly around your waist and pull you closer, deeper almost immersing you inside. I pull for the tremble, that bubble that waits, that small hump along the inside that beckons to be touched, or maybe pushed. A gentle shove, a firm grasp and hold of my neck. To feel your strength and hold, it’s humbling, and melting like..

chocolate, with maybe a hint of dark chocolate melted in with swirls of caramel and specks of cherry.

–to be loosed is all I want. For, I hide in clothing and masks all day. the sounds of my voice I don’t hear. The different pitches, groans, and shrieks; I just don’t’ hear. I can’t see how my breast lie, not during the day.

I can’t see my pretty treasure, even though I would like too. I can’t see the lips of my … though I would like too.

…To be loosed is all I want… To be set free and un-binded. To stretch my body to unimaginable heights. to reach the highest climax and to hear the voice within scream out in the purest of ecstasy.

When you set me free it’s like…chocolate, with maybe a hint of dark chocolate melted in with swirls of caramel and specks of cherry.

Can you please untie me tonight?