Nude Writing And Poetry -

http://openworldcat.com/__media__/js/netsoltrademark.php?d=beach-photos.net by: Kevin W.
Nude Writing - Sitting by a river on a nice warm day birds singing their hearts out, squirrels glancing around their tree at you all the while squealing for their pals about your presence, deer cautiously drinking, and ducks gracefully swimming along the river. Leaning back against a tree, gazing at the river, you see a number of little boulders, a few bigger boulders, and the river water caressing the sides of each boulder.
As a River Flows
Before the dam is released, you find pebbles on the river bottom. Water increasing, little boulders starting to disappear, end in the rise and today a constant flow, larger boulders are appearing rather perky
Water flow seeming to improve in speed as its height rapidly descends water so low, you gaze upon the river bottom once more. "Hello little boulders, hello pebbles, fine to see you again." Water flow has slowed to a crawling pace, slacking drip, life is at ease.
Sitting, slacking, mind wondering and thoughts pondering yours, mine, everyone's life resembles the river's flow. We start out stationary in a uterus while slowly make the journey down the river, out to the vast open world. Instantaneously carried off by an unexpected force, noises, many odd noises, tossed about, things bumping into us, near and around we go, feel pressure and a release, there's more peculiar pressure forced upon us, there it remains, oh what, oh what could it be? Slowly your eyes start to open, everything so odd, what oh what is going on? That isn't comfortable! Scare sets in, you burst out screaming and hollering. "Whoa where did that come fromme? Yes, yes it did!!"
Oh no! Wait, more pressure, you're on small perky boulder, looking in the space, there's another. Wait, what's happening? Where am I going, up, up, and away, bounced around, back down, ah motionless, calm, relaxed, once again. Wow, things have changed, I wasn't here before. The little boulders are fairly big and perky now. There's that power again, you're turning over, face down you go, didn't see that before, this boulder is pointy You Are marginally moved, your mouth now being put on this odd pointy boulder. There's a drip of a warm savory fluid entering your mouth. The drip is now flowing more difficult, you feel it going in the mouth area, some flowing back out, caressing your cheeks and the boulder as it flows down river. The flow returned to a trickle and now has stopped.
Warm, tasty, comforting, ah!! Time for a nap zzzzzZZZZZ
Argh!! http://riversidemarine.net/__media__/js/netsoltrademark.php?d=beach-photos.net is back again, that pressure, what is going on, yell, shout, ouch, hey, why am I now on this particular other pointy boulder? I am not starving. Perhaps that force thinks my cries are of hunger not fright? Oh well, I'm here, I would like to suck on something and that pointy boulder top was pushed into my mouth. Fine, I'll suck on that. Oh It Is more delectable warm fluid. Thanks but let me sleep. Eyes starting to shut, SHOUT, SCREAM!!! That darn force caught and whisked you away; back down again, on top of those Wait, where did those boulders go? Oh yeah, I remember, this thing I put on first was covering those boulders. Comfort, rest, relaxation, zzzzzzZZZZZ
As you think of or see boulders of various looks, recall back to when you were this infant. You needed them to be able to fulfill your hunger, and you learned to cherish them. http://thecorrectemplate.com/__media__/js/netsoltrademark.php?d=ournudism.com disrespected the boulders or their source.
Now that you are not a baby anymore, should those "Boulders" or "Breasts" be disrespected, touched, fondled, or abused in any such way by you? NO!!!! Leave them alone. They're not for you now. They can be simply there for the next baby who will need them so that you can survive.
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