Jennifer was already wet at her desk, but the tone of Vincent’s voice and his seductive stare took her over the edge. She desperately wanted him to suck on the erect nipples of her breasts and bend her over the desk in her office, deeply penetrating her with girth and length that would take away her breath; her mouth watered at the prospect of getting on her knees and intensely sucking him to climax, while at the same time, pleasuring herself. Unable to take the waves of erotic thoughts anymore, she took the elevator down to the thirteenth floor — where she knew there was a single occupancy restroom that was seldom used. She walked through the door. Sprawled on the floor, she pulled down her black lace panties, and on her clit, she let her fingers explore; feverishly rubbing her erogenous spot with one hand, and with the other — lightly pulling and twisting her nipples until she could take no more. Right before releasing, she envisioned him spanking her ass in her office chair and stretching her with his full measure as he pulled her hair. So lost was she in her euphoria, that on that day, Jennifer could have shed tears. She shuddered uncontrollably in pleasure, holding back the screams — but she released through erotic whispers, soaking her stockings in the passion that she concealed.
Subtle seduction is her introduction
She highlights her femininity excellently
And she is comfortable in her sensuality
Stiletto mules accentuate her
legs and feet beautifully
Sexy stiletto knee high boots compliment
her denim jacket and black leather cat suit;
with fuchsia lipstick and gold earrings,
she is an attraction that is way more than cute.
Her walk is savage, and her heels are sexier than the average;
concrete and her boots are a perfect marriage.
Even without her speaking her stilettos say hello.
Drops of rain that run off of her heels are sensual.
If she should scuff her leather boots that would be incidental,
but in her sex appeal, it would be hardly noticeable;
she had to learn to walk in three inch heels,
but she graduated to six inches and is highly capable.
She conditions her heels with leather shoe cream
to keep them looking new, and also to keep them pliable.
She ranks her stiletto boots in the top three of her collection
because they are sexy in any weather and reliable.
Lace, wraps the contours of her body beautifully.
Her gloss red nails contrasts against her tulle tights sensually.
She is a goddess in heels, essentially; a woman, who other women envy.
Without her stilettos, she stands at 5’3″ wonderfully.
Reverse cowgirl is her favorite position, but to climax
A little differently, she likes to ride his tongue, occasionally.
When he’s inside her from behind, she likes to look back at him teasingly.
To go deeper inside her, he holds onto her garter belt tightly.
She does her own nails, but most times, she gets them done professionally.
Sometimes, he teases her, by licking her wetness through her panties;
She wants him to release all over her torn sheer stockings and black heels.
Sometimes, she goes to Frederick’s, other times—
Victoria’s Secret, to purchase her sexy lingerie sets.
She especially likes white lace thigh highs
and matching bras that compliment her breasts.
Occasionally, she gets white satin corsets
with matching white lace garter belts.
She may wear crotchless panties if she is feeling really sexy.
Additionally, stiletto heels and full MAC makeup
with her hair pulled up, would make her look
like an erotic goddess in any man’s fantasy.
With black stiletto heel sandals, she would be
ultra sexy in a black V lace–up teddy.
In an evening romance lace and mesh babydoll set
she would definitely be the ultimate threat.
Her dark purple pedicured toes, would be a
beautiful sight to behold, peeking through
a white open cup bodystocking fishnet.
Pointed toe stilettos
over black stockings
conceal the dark purple
pedicure she had recently gotten.
Faithfully, every two weeks
she takes care of her feet,
to the delight of her husband.
During sex, he likes to suck her toes,
and he spoils her rotten.
Her closet is filled with
stiletto heel sandals,
sexy stiletto boots,
and a wide variety
Her wet fingers, rub the places
the feelings of his measure still linger;
her bed is soaked with the passion
of vividly recollected memories.
She teases herself to make the euphoria last longer;
pinching her erect nipples,
And then deciding to use the vibrator
that is beside her, to climax harder.
With her legs open, she thinks of him
while heavily breathing and sensually whispering.
On the advent of her next orgasm,
her body erotically writhes,
as if she is experiencing a spasm.
She licks the tip of the vibrator as if she is teasing him,
only to place it back inside her,
before intensely releasing again.
She feels sexy in the black stiletto sandals
that she is beautifully wearing.
To spank herself, she turns over
and moves into doggy position;
loudly screaming, with the windows open,
she hopes that the tall masculine neighbor
that often waves to her is listening.
She holds long held secret desires within her.
In her dreams, she tells him to go deeper and spank her harder.
She wants her hair to be pulled, with her hands tied behind her—
Dressed in heels, lace black stay-up thigh highs, and a lace black garter.
She wants him to place his hand around her neck
When he firmly flips her over and passionately kiss her;
Her desire, is to drive his lust even more with lascivious and seductive whispers.
She wants to tease him with her tongue and suck his fingers;
She wants his length and thickness in yet unexplored places,
And to use her favorite vibrator, while he is still inside her.
She wants to have lasting euphoric feelings even after,
And tease her nipples with one hand, and with the other—
Finger the places where the feeling of his measure still lingers.
She wants to call him and let him listen to her moans and her screaming;
And tell him, to take his clothes off and stroke himself until he gets off.
It is a man she sees everyday. She wants to taste him.
She wants to fuck him. She wants to stop dreaming.
Recently, mid–twentieth century Black burlesque has piqued my interest. I am fascinated with the night life of the time period, particularly — the rich cultural demographic of Harlem, Manhattan, New York. I view the women of the burlesque art form as pioneers of fearless feminine sexual expression; Black women, in particular, because of the overt racial discrimination and stereotypes of the era. In my brief viewing of films of the era, I have taken notice of the intricacies in the performances, and the layers of skill intertwined throughout the dances are quite captivating. If I may say, I have had a few interesting conversations about the comparability of burlesque performers and so called “strippers” of the modern day era; I think the most highlighted point referenced in all three dialogues, is that stripping is an evolution of burlesque, (a theory which I reject) which in turn caters to a modern audience who would be dismayed and dissatisfied at the prospect of women dancing in only partial nudity. In my opinion, burlesque and stripping have certain similarities, but they are largely incomparable and should be seen as two completely separate entities. I consider burlesque, circa 1950’s an art form in a theatrical setting, and I consider stripping, pornographic adult entertainment in a setting of monetary exchange for services rendered. There are indeed many skilled strippers who perform wonderfully and have mastered incredible dance routines, though I know patrons of strip clubs might not particularly care about the skill involved as much as the removal of clothes in those specific settings. I have not yet extensively researched burlesque, but I have found that its origin was in England, circa late 1830’s in the Victorian era.
Every touch is transcendent;
Every whisper, from seductive lips are passionate;
Every thrust is purposed;
Every zone teased, sucked, and licked
Every released orgasm is intense;
Every silent second after,
An intimate reflection without pretense;
Every I love you, is true;
Every answer to every concupiscent question,
Is, I do.