How To Devour Someone..

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I want to be devoured.

And that’s a feeling that’s hard to explain. It’s deeper than just wanting to be touched, kissed, stroked, or licked.

It’s an energy..

An ideology that manifests in physical action.

Let me explain..

In order to truly devour someone you have to enjoy the very idea and process of taking another’s most sacred parts into your mouth.

The movements.

The sounds.

The taste and texture.

The symbolism.

The ritualistic nature of giving another human pleasure in such an intentional way.

You go into it looking to savor them.

Not rushing.

Not eager.

But grateful and showing it with your hands and mouth.

The longer. The deeper. The wetter.

The sweeter.

To devour someone you have to crave the flavor of their arousal.

to the point that thinking about it alone turns you on.

An oral fixation that leads you to just wanting to feel them on your tongue.

On your lips.

Enjoying the scent of what lies between their hips.

Your mouth waters in desire and appreciation for them.

For their body.

For their release.

Their unique anatomy.

Their build up.

Their soon to come ease.

Every change and sensation.

And at times you even lose yourself out of pure blissful pleasure for what you are doing to them.

As their eyes roll back yours fixate.

As their body shakes you smile with greed filled hunger for more.

Whether you’re under them. Between their legs. Beside them.

You contort yourself for more access.

You want more and more and only slow down or stop to draw out their experience.

Devouring them.. is something you enjoy.

Something they don’t even have to ask for.

It’s about them yes.

But sooo about you.

Sometimes you don’t want or need anything else..

Just their moans and your mouth filled.

It eases you. Calms you.

Becomes a space you get lost in.