Languid Sensual Fionia

Mr. X took me on an expedition into the primeval forest -- an ancient forest of great beauty... the air was warm and lightly scented with jasmine and the landscape was punctuated by languid rose and plum colored vines of wisteria.

Walking along a forest path -- we came to a magical pool with a sacred lotus floating and swaying in the middle -- it seemed to be beckoning me to explore its gentle blue silk like tentacles. Mr X whispered to me -- "Sita --go to the lotus -- there is a surprise waiting for you...."

I stood on the lotus and was engulfed... slowly to emerge from its glowing center -- I was transformed and dressed in a new creation by CD -- I felt as though I was Aphrodite emerging from the ocean in all her sensual splendar. CD's new creation, Fiona consists of a resplendent black lace silk jacket -- sensual silk stockings replete with lace --silken garders framed my legs and the smallest lace mini skirt I have ever seen was draped around tight black leather thongs.... complimented by a corset of leather with a zipper conveniently placed --- running down my ample chest... leather and lace --potent primeval sensuality....

Mr. X took me by the hand and we strode through this magical forest of sensuality...exhausting ourselves in excesses of all kinds, seeking every pleasure known to lovers, fired by images, and words and descriptions, of touch and taste and smell.....
Silk again, silk under the fingers, silk between legs, silky shoulders, neck, hair. Lips of silk under trembling fingers. In the forest -- it was like a night at an opium den, the caresses lengthened, the suspense preciously sustained... Mr. X it has been so long -- as fireworks implode...i surrender to your touch......

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Sensual Sense…

In the garden of my palace, a wide platform swing sways gently under two enormous mango trees…cicadas drone outside the garden walls beneath the rising sun…. slowly – shadows and sunlight dance around me – I feel adrift, tetherless, suspended, in the growing light.

A glimmer of red and pink catch my eye – a beautiful gift box has been lain at my feet --- feeling a surge of excitement, I wonder what CD has created this time……LOLA it says and as I open the box, I see one of CD’s most sultry designs to date.

Trying on the sheer body suit – it embraces my soft skin warm and scented with amber, patchouli and musk – I felt as one with this sexy design… as it coils around me – like a saffron colored silken snake --- deadly delicious – decadent and hypnotically beckoning…it curls around my nipples as hard as sea pearls offering oceans of delight…

Wearing this exquisite sheer lingerie is reminiscent of erotic scents that are edible, like succulent fruits, spices, vanilla, nutmeg, mango, --- they make you want to savor

each luscious lick.

Thinking of Mr. X – I realize that some of his wisdom resides in places where I did not initially think to look--- the the tips of his fingers and palms of his hands, in the dark hair that curls on his chest…sometimes his wisdom is not in words – but in touch; a poetry of stroking, of fondling, of embraces, of caresses dry and wet.

Echos of passionate memories cascading........ his hands tingle against me smooth, relentless, searching---- finding---- every flash point.... like this citron colored twisting silk--- that winds around me binding like rope – awakening the senses.......stoking a deep fire within.

Sublime in detail with shimmering veils of radiance--- I wait for him. In a secret place where time does not exist…and where desire makes us slaves.

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Lavender -- Lace & The Khamsin

It is that time of year again -- when the land becomes hot and dry --- a khamsin wind sweeping the land.... at sunset it turns the sky red with the dust creating -- afterglow ...bringing back memories of lovemaking -- for hours -- as the sun sinks into the river and twilight emerges with her purple sirens softly beckoning the cool caressing winds of midnight. Outside my tent I wait for Mr. X to arrive --- I cannot wait for his warm embrace and to submit to him in an erotic celebration of us…so wanton… perfect…so enticingly hot…submission to passion is joy….


What shall I wear to beguile... I look to Gwen a new design by CD and one of his best yet....I feel like an enchantress in the sheer lace silk top with strategically placed roses adorning my breasts and the elegant lace skirt sheer and sexy that is shot with lavender and silver that flows around soft silk stockings with beautiful lace accents. Gwen evokes a beautiful, sexy silhouette.

As I wait for Mr. X I imagine kissing him– amid a fragrant sea of lavender flowers ....

Gently he tugs at the silvery lace of my skirt…he whispers that he loves the way it falls at my ankles like a cluster of hyacinths...softly he takes me in his arms...and is amazed by the sultry silken silver threads of my camisole ---he whispers... this my darling is an outfit made for a night of passion... hot, carnal...essential...eternal like the winds of the Khamsin....
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Full Moon Over Kilimanjaro

Full Moon Over Kilimanjaro

One of the most amazing things I have done with Mr. X this month is to awake in the cold pre-dawn camp lovingly referred to by many trekkers as Campi ya Kanzi, one of the world’s best places to escape everything…. The camp is romantically situated in the crater of Mount Kilimanjaro. Awaking to a mist shrouded rose colored dawn I looked for Mr. X --- only to find him cooking breakfast for us over hot coals…that gleamed in the breaking rays of sunshine like the shafts of gold in his glacier blue eyes. After breakfast he asked me if I was up for a stroll in the mountains with him -- how could I resist ! He hoisted a daypack of goodies across his wide shoulders and we headed out into the cool mountain air for a day of discovery.

As we strolled along, hand in hand, we talked of life and love and the changing tide of feelings and emotions. Although we have drifted apart, he will always be in my heart and I treasure the time we spend together. This day was particularly grand.

We took our time reaching the summit of this glorious asteroid- sized mountain – with views that endure a lifetime. Mr. X packed a fabulous dinner and we dined on a variety hot curries, rice and finished off the feast with my favorite -- chai masala. I snuggled into the fur coat that CD gave me as a good luck gift for my mountain ramble. Ah CD I made it --- to the very pinnacle --- in style bursting with happiness and the sweet taste of success – and chai masala!

That night, the moon, was like a great white opalescent compass -- a beautiful silvery orb that showed brilliantly as we descended the mountain to return to camp….tired and fulfilled. Read more!

Sita and Mr. X - :(

Sometimes sl catches you by surprise -- and puts u in a whirlwind of emotion... the X factor -- left me dissolving and sad by underhanded non communication -- it was brilliant... and well played... I was not the goal.... But....

I am here to be found...... I wear cd's Daniella in red... and think....of X and of course forget him-- and look to spring and CD's new line --- sexy -- fabulous --- he designs for women of taste -- we evoke and are the essence of sensuality.... and then -- there is the one we always leave behind or are left behind ---- tears... Mr. x I wonder....

HOW IS IT THAT WE SHALL MEET AGAIN?
ON A GENERIC STREET
IN SOME NAMELESS CITY
OR
IN THE CRUSH OF THE CROWDS
IN MIDTOWN AT NOON

WILL IT BE AFTER WE HAVE PASSED THROUGH THE STAR STUDDED VOID OF ETERNITY…….
OR ON A REMOTE TROPICAL ISLAND --
SULTRY AND SUNRIPENED….
ON WHAT PAGE --- ---OR BOOK –
IN WHAT FRAGMENT OF A MELODY -----
LOST IN TIME...HOURS & MINUTES....
WE HAVE WASTED YEARS
PERHAPS IT WILL BE IN THE LABYRINTHINE STREETS
OF A COLORFUL CHOWK IN INDIA -- FRAGRANT WITH THE SPICES OF THE ORIENT…

OR IN THE FLEETING GLINT OF ANONYMOUS EYES …
WITH YOUR SMOLDERING INTENSITY....

SHALL IT BE IN A DIONYSIAN DAYDREAM --
INDUCED AND RECALLED ONLY
TO FADE
LIKE THE MORNING MIST SURROUNDING
ANCIENT JAVANESE TEMPLES….

TONIGHT I THINK OF YOU -------

DISTANT ----
A PENUMBRA

HIDING IN THE SHADOWS OF MY MIND LIKE THE
BRIEF MEETING OF IMPASSIONED LIPS ---
ELEMENTAL AND ABSOLUTE.

PERHAPS,
WE SHALL SIMPLY AWAKEN FROM AN ENCHANTED SLEEP,
BODIES ENTWINED --- STILL LOVERS

FROM THE MYTHS OF THE AGES

SEARCHING FOR THE GOLDEN THREAD OF ARIADNE

LEADING DEEP INTO THE LABYRINTH….




I await cd's newest creation... I always feel alluring - sensual -- kiss CD for all you do...

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The Alps… and Mr. X

As I emerged from my steamy bath of lavender, jasmine and sandalwood – Mr. X stepped out of a cloud of steam with the softest most luxurious towel…as he enfolded me in the towel and then his arms – he kissed my neck and told me I smelled delectable – like the scent of his favorite childhood memory. Ah Mr. X, the sense of smell is so important – and sometimes a sense that we take for granted and do not often think about. He smiled at me as he always does, pulling me closer to him – he whispered let me take you to a place where the scent of the air is as fresh as the beginning of time itself.
Dressed in one of my all time favorites. Dentella in white lace I awaited Mr. X’s tp….

The air was crystalline cold, the sky a deep sapphire blue as I gazed upon a primordial deep lake of diamantine clarity surrounded by the Swiss Alps…Mr. X transported me to the fairy tale village of St Moritz…and I was freezing in my white lace…. True to form Mr. X handed me a large box --- he said Sita my love – wearing this you will outshine the northern lights…shaking from the cold I opened the package to find the most beautiful PETA approved fur coat I have ever seen – the blend and balance of furs and leather – soft – warm – sensual was perfection… it seems that CD has outdone himself with this decadent fur coat….sexy and warm. As Mr. X helped me put the coat on….I felt like an alpine queen as I gazed around at this frozen landscape that is alive and majestic – not comparable to anything, not repeated anyplace --- aware of its own ancient place and its own life force – I felt alive and invigorated as Mr. X took my hand and led me to a sleigh…

I wrapped my fur around me as the sleigh climbed the majestic Alps --- their peaks soaring higher and higher, presenting spectacular scenery of textured whites blended with grey and lush forest green….here amidst the awe-inspiring peaks, we found a special place of solitude where we reflected upon the world below and of our love of adventure, glamour and beauty…..


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