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Peaceful Seduction

Dec 7, 2022
2 min read

By Simran Preet Kaur


Close your eyes for a while,

And listen to me.

Focus on my voice,

Telling you to drop that burden.

Feel my presence,

Sense me with that gush of

excitement and fear.

My soft voice giving you directions

To breathe in and breathe out.

My lightest touch gliding on your chest, Showering Delicate kisses

over places unseen yet felt all well.

Let me have you, show you

What it is to be loved, cherished and worshipped.




Close your eyes for a while,

And listen to me.

Feel my fingers

gently brushing down your throat

Awakening goosebumps on its way,

Giving you shivers of joy.

A lick of taste,

A ghost of a touch, drifting downwards Making you anticipate the pleasure,

Realising you are close yet so far.

Close your eyes for a while,

And listen to me.

Feel the whisper of love I am giving you. My stable and soft breath

On your most sensitive parts.

Embracing your scent

Memorising the feeling

Of having you under my fingers.

Tracing your form,

Salivating over giving you that warmth. Feel my lips making love to you,

Slobbering over you,

making you wet and slick

Going in and out of my mouth,

Playing with my tongue with all its might. My hands in sync with my lips

Making you beg for control.

Close your eyes for a while,

And listen to my voice.

Feel yourself getting close.

Your hands combing through my hair

Holding me in place,

Afraid of losing yourself, yet

Willing to give yourself to me To love, to cherish, to worship. So close, oh so close,

You are so close to that raw feeling Where you surrender

to the pleasure, rewarding yourself With eternal satisfaction,

Making me take all of you

Drop by drop,

Abandoning yourself yet owning me, Claiming me, marking me

Promising me to be yours, only yours.

Close your eyes

And listen to my voice,

Telling you how much I love you, Now and forever.


By Simran Preet Kaur





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