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Something is erotic about those pictures. You look at them and your heart skips a beat. There's an instant spike of senses at genitals and nipples and you unconsciously bite your lips slightly.
They are semi-abstract. They are revealing enough to get the idea they are trying to portray and covered enough to leave things to imagination.
You look at them and stop. You gather your thoughts at what you just saw. You get an instant harmon rush. Then you look at it again. You stare at it. Slowly the picture starts to transform. Faces are replaced with you and your most desired person. Your eyes are seeing a blurry image but your brain is playing a reel of that scenario.
The world is full of colours but lives long enough they become dull. You'll start to find effervescence in grayscale.
The picture where a man and woman standing half naked from the waist but the mirror is only reflecting their nakedness. It's a powerful picture. It has dulled your optical senses and now a picture is playing in your head where you have become that personality. You are there standing with your partner, half naked. His and your genitals are exposed to cool Breeze at the top floor of the house situated in the sparse jungle.
But how did you get naked? You were there sitting on your cozy chair, sipping on coffee and reading an erotica at a fine but cloudy morning. You are wearing a black top and shorts and nothing inside. He comes up and asks you to remove your shorts.
Without a thought you obliged. You had forgotten that you were wearing nothing inside. The stark nakedness spikes an excitement in you. Inside your top you feel your nipples erecting but you can't stop it. You are still standing thoughtless.
He scans your whole body. First he directly looks into your eye. His sight is sharp. But you are stuck with his eyes. Then he lowers his sight to your torso. He can see the relief work of nipples on your t-shirt. He stares for a couple seconds. Finally he glazed at your naked vagina. His mere glaze makes your vagina throb. You can feel the wetness collecting at vagina lips. You look down at yourself. She has grown little hairs. You are fully in ovulation.
Fixating his stare at your pussy, he removes his shorts. He too has worn nothing inside. As soon as his short slid down to his knees, you see his semi erect, flaccid penis. You let out a faint moan. You are confused. Which one is hotter? Fully erect or semi erect? You can't decide but feel the warm wetness which the house breezes trying to cool down.
He asked you to turn around and look into the mirror. The mirror is small and elliptical. It has perfectly hid your faces but carefully exposed yourselves.You are constantly starring in that flaccid dick through the mirror and making yourself more wet.You feel the tinge of coldness on your knees. It's your pre-cum. It dripped down from your pussy and landed on your thighs. The string it created is still attached. Even if it's cloudy, the wet drip is sparkling. You have become shameless.
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I have maintained a list - girls I have found truly beautiful. And so far I have only found four since I started maintain this list 7 years ago. Pictured is one of them. Today I saw her in a restaurant probably on first ever date. The boy she with was exchange cute smiles. She was slender with well carved face.
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Interestingly, today is full moon day of Marathi month Aashadh - considered to be an auspicious day. Many people are offering floating lamps. Some are expecting goodwill, some are offering tributes in the name of recently lost ones. A lamp was afloat by a old lady in grievance of someone her own dead. She was crying of bottom of her heart. Some couples are seeking blessings from temples around the bank.
It's been intermittently and lightly raining since late afternoon. The calm reflections of temples in slowly flowing yet feeling still water are only distributed by a sudden skin soothing breeze and tumbling floating lamps.
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A girl offering floating lamps to river Godavari (ancient name - Gautami) at Panchavati, Nashik. This place is considered to be one of the most sacrosanct in Hinduism. Legend has it hero of Indian epic Ramayana - Ram had stayed here with his wife Seeta and Brother Laxman for years during their Vanwaas - a staying away from worldly pleasures and residing in woods for 14 years. His Vanwaas was due to his father's curse where his father, king Dasrath was cursed for deprivation of Putra-sukha or pleasures of having son.
Interestingly, today is full moon day of Marathi month Aashadh - considered to be an auspicious day. Many people are offering floating lamps. Some are expecting goodwill, some are offering tributes in the name of recently lost ones. A lamp was afloat by a old lady in grievance of someone her own dead. She was crying of bottom of her heart. Some couples are seeking blessings from temples around the bank.
It's been intermittently and lightly raining since late afternoon. The sky is rugged over darkened clouds. The calm reflections of temples are only distributed by sudden, skin soothing breeze and tumbling floating lamps.
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The Silence - Sokout by Mohsen Makhmalbaf, Iran, Tajikistan, 1998.聽
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