"Wetness"

"Wetness"
a Flasher by Julius
Copyright 2002



Wetness

The sea, from the sea we came. Eons too long ago to count. Those first struggles up the hostile beach. Helpless then, near helpless now.

Wetness

Sweat. Sweet salty sweat, her taste, her scent. Nuzzle and taste her armpits. Lift her breasts and lick beneath. The warmth, the humid perfection!

Wetness

Saliva. From your mouth to hers, and yes, to that one, down there. From her red lips, juices from her pink lips too, to your aching length.

Wetness

Precum, jewels glistening one by one. Nature's oil. Nature's notice of things to come.

Wetness

Her sweet lubrication. Melted butter, slick to touch. Warm honey, sweet to lick. Subtly salty sometimes too.

Wetness

Semen. Your oh-so-little contribution. The frantic, twitching, pulsing, over oh so soon! Why ........ oh why?

Wetness

Her come. So wet she gets, as she arrives and arrives twice, thrice, again? A leak? A trickle? A flood?

Wetness

Love her enough to bathe in her. And you sweet maid? Respond in kind, lick me, love me, suck me, blow my mind.

This salty wetness

Our salinity. The gods' sweet reminder of whence we came, the sea. Wet little creatures we. Still struggling.