Eroticism

Eroticism and its suggestiveness pulls me, attracts me more than the revelation. The moment before is most alluring because it reeks of possibility. The moment after is mere certainty.
THE MOMENT BEFORE IS THE MOST ALLURING BECAUSE IT REEKS OF POSSIBILITY: The moment on my mind today was meeting Thierry for the very irst time. It was one of those moments that the French call 'un coup de foudre' (love at first sight, a stroke of lightning). He was fascinating and brought out his inner feelings in all its complexity, while always preserving and element of mystery, and through which desires are whispered and fantasies reciprocated.

He stood there, eyes on mine...his body language embracing me; rubbing silkily against me; suffocating me with suggestion! I am memorizing his entrance, desperately trying to commit every flounce and demonstrative moue to my memory. I held his image in the forefront of my mind and I would see him from the corner of my eyes. I couldn’t stop staring at him, to feel what fantasy truly felt like. No one else existed. I was thinking: "A few hours. That’s all I need!”
 
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THE MOMENT BEFORE IS THE MOST ALLURING BECAUSE IT REEKS OF POSSIBILITY: The moment on my mind today was meeting Thierry for the very irst time. It was one of those moments that the French call 'un coup de foudre' (love at first sight, a stroke of lightning). He was fascinating and brought out his inner feelings in all its complexity, while always preserving and element of mystery, and through which desires are whispered and fantasies reciprocated.

He stood there, eyes on mine...his body language embracing me; rubbing silkily against me; suffocating me with suggestion! I am memorizing his entrance, desperately trying to commit every flounce and demonstrative moue to my memory. I held his image in the forefront of my mind and I would see him from the corner of my eyes. I couldn’t stop staring at him, to feel what fantasy truly felt like. No one else existed. I was thinking: "A few hours. That’s all I need!”

My attached personal picture is from a "Happy Time" and a moment just before...our possibilities coming true!

https://i.ibb.co/99p1CgN8/Lounging.jpg
How wonderful for you and Thierry.

“Coup de foudre” are rare, but I believe they exist; sure we have romantic feelings about them these days, the kind that give way to written words like, “I saw him across a crowded room” type of thing. 🙄

In my humble opinion, they are primal remnants of our Neanderthal brains where the push for existence and persistence was strongly influenced by the possibility of matting with the person in front of us.

I think it’s a reminder of why we are alive.

Beautiful words and spectacular smiling happy lady! 😍
 
How wonderful for you and Thierry.

“Coup de foudre” are rare, but I believe they exist; sure we have romantic feelings about them these days, the kind that give way to written words like, “I saw him across a crowded room” type of thing. 🙄

In my humble opinion, they are primal remnants of our Neanderthal brains where the push for existence and persistence was strongly influenced by the possibility of matting with the person in front of us.

I think it’s a reminder of why we are alive.

Beautiful words and spectacular smiling happy lady! 😍
Many thanks for your most kind reply. I do not get these very often delivered to my doorstep...Best lilly!
 
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THE MOMENT BEFORE IS THE MOST ALLURING BECAUSE IT REEKS OF POSSIBILITY: The moment on my mind today was meeting Thierry for the very irst time. It was one of those moments that the French call 'un coup de foudre' (love at first sight, a stroke of lightning). He was fascinating and brought out his inner feelings in all its complexity, while always preserving and element of mystery, and through which desires are whispered and fantasies reciprocated.

He stood there, eyes on mine...his body language embracing me; rubbing silkily against me; suffocating me with suggestion! I am memorizing his entrance, desperately trying to commit every flounce and demonstrative moue to my memory. I held his image in the forefront of my mind and I would see him from the corner of my eyes. I couldn’t stop staring at him, to feel what fantasy truly felt like. No one else existed. I was thinking: "A few hours. That’s all I need!”

My attached personal picture is from a "Happy Time" and a moment just before...our possibilities coming true!

https://i.ibb.co/99p1CgN8/Lounging.jpg
Nice chaise, is it for therapy?
 
THE MOMENT BEFORE IS THE MOST ALLURING BECAUSE IT REEKS OF POSSIBILITY: The moment on my mind today was meeting Thierry for the very irst time. It was one of those moments that the French call 'un coup de foudre' (love at first sight, a stroke of lightning). He was fascinating and brought out his inner feelings in all its complexity, while always preserving and element of mystery, and through which desires are whispered and fantasies reciprocated.

He stood there, eyes on mine...his body language embracing me; rubbing silkily against me; suffocating me with suggestion! I am memorizing his entrance, desperately trying to commit every flounce and demonstrative moue to my memory. I held his image in the forefront of my mind and I would see him from the corner of my eyes. I couldn’t stop staring at him, to feel what fantasy truly felt like. No one else existed. I was thinking: "A few hours. That’s all I need!”

My attached personal picture is from a "Happy Time" and a moment just before...our possibilities coming true!

https://i.ibb.co/99p1CgN8/Lounging.jpg
Beautiful lil sexi thing ! 🥹🥰💋💕🙋‍♀️
 
Thank you for the pictures. I see many, many places that call for licking, kissing, nibble and fondling.
 
Sadly, most men and too many women think that "sexual" and "sexuality" is equivalent to "porn" so they invented the term "erotic" to simply explore beauty and then - because it's mainly a man-dominated term - they assumed that it's only about women and always pretty much black and white.
 
Sadly, most men and too many women think that "sexual" and "sexuality" is equivalent to "porn" so they invented the term "erotic" to simply explore beauty and then - because it's mainly a man-dominated term - they assumed that it's only about women and always pretty much black and white.
Men are visual creatures. It is hormone driven. I went thru androgen therapy which for me knocked down my testosterone level down to zero. It was like someone had flipped a switch and my head was not on a swivel when ever I saw a beautiful woman. I go to the beach several days a week and it was amazing how all those beauiful bodies would walk by and I felt no urge to gaze at them. God made us this way!
 
Sadly, most men and too many women think that "sexual" and "sexuality" is equivalent to "porn" so they invented the term "erotic" to simply explore beauty and then - because it's mainly a man-dominated term - they assumed that it's only about women and always pretty much black and white.
That's interesting. I've never pondered the nuances between the terms. You've given me something for my mind ruminate on. I need to crystalize my first thoughts and then come back to you.
 
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