Of Water and Women - Hearing the Siren’s Irresistible Call

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“Large raindrops were pattering across my back and on the sea. It felt fantastic…My face grew flame-colored, and my body liquid. We were no longer two separate solids, but we were fluid, sliding into each other, pouring into each other, becoming on unstoppable wave of pleasure. When he convulsed inside my too-tight passage, I jerked and flailed, but I wanted us to go on forever. I felt wetness all around but didn’t know if it was my sticky juice, or his, or if it was nothing to do with us. I howled like a sea-monster, screaming explicitly and storming as he exploded up me again and violently again…”

~ excerpt from “Fisherman’s Friend,” in Aqua Erotica, p. 186~

Whether it’s a sunset walk along a romantic beach, an intimately prepared bath lit only by the flickering of candles, or a secret rendezvous at a secluded moonlit lake, the erotic power of water is always hard to deny.

There’s just something in the way the ocean moves, like an insistent and greedy lover ravenous to consume. With waves that lap urgently at unquenchable shores. The sound of it building, rising, gathering its strength and its desire into one visually discernible peak. Then, finally, releasing its pent up lust onto the eagerly waiting sand in one incredible crescendo - individual drops foaming, dispersing, and reaching out as though desperately trying to encompass the entirety of its land-bound paramour.

Or perhaps its the gentler variety of affections you seek. Like the cascading, trickling, slow and perpetual tickling of a stream. Gliding its endless array of fingers and lips over the shiny rocks beneath, blackened curves smoothed to eternal perfection by its lover’s wet caresses. It’s babbling seems to whisper to your soul and calls forth your most hidden desires…

And when you add to these already irresistible charms rivulets of salty-sweet liquid pouring slowly over the rounds and sinking deeply into the hidden valleys of a sinuous woman’s body…Well, it’s no wonder the mix of water and women is the stuff great legends are made of.

Sirens…Seducing You to Death

Speaking of legends, one of the most intriguing characters of classic literature is unquestionably the original Femme Fatale - the Siren. Although the image of a siren has evolved from one legend to the next, my favorite incarnation is the sexually unstoppable woman of the water. With their godly beauty and enchanting voices, these women were pure erotic evil, luring sailors to their shores with promises of supernatural knowledge and physical delights beyond earthly imaginations. But for those unfortunate men who heeded their call, a slow and painful death was inevitable.

“If any one unwarily draws in too close and hears the singing of the Sirens, his wife and children will never welcome him home again, for they sit in a green field and warble him to death with the sweetness of their song. There is a great heap of dead men’s bones lying all around, with the flesh still rotting off them…”

~Quoted from Mermaids and Sirens~

Sure, according to Homer’s epic poem “The Odyssey” men literally died from starvation while listening to the siren’s sing because they were too intoxicated with the siren’s ‘voices’ to move (or eat) - But we all know what Homer really meant by ’singing’ in a ‘field!’ Even a couple thousand years doesn’t change some things!

Still, I suppose I can think of worse ways to die than by the hand or mouth or (you get the point) of a dangerously aroused woman.

The Moral of This Sopping Wet Tale…

Never trust an incredibly sexy woman who understands how to use the power of her alluring charms - especially when she’s naked and wet.

Apparently even the strongest of men, Ulysses not withstanding, can’t pull themselves away from an erotically charged woman who appears out of the murky abyss of her Olympic-sized pool or emerges from the shallow depths of her creamy white bathtub.

If she’s at least 100 yards away from a lake, an ocean, or any other potentially sexual body of water, then perhaps he has a chance. But as soon as those lovely droplets begin to dance their way down her skin or slick her hair back into those sultry strands, all hope for him is lost. He is hers…and she wickedly smiles, because she knows it.

So even though it’s not always fun to be a woman, the ability to indulge our slippery wet selves in every conceivably way certainly is one of the perks!

Some Sex and Water Play Things You May Like:

• Wet: Erotic Adventures in Water
• Aqua Erotica - A collection of 18 water-themed erotic stories from some of the best erotic writers - including Poppy Z. Brite!
• Looking for a Waterproof Sex Toy?
• She’s On Top - Tales of Female Erotic Dominance
• Taboo: Forbidden Fantasies for Couples

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speaksexy @ October 18, 2007