Listen to all things around you and drink in the melody of the sounds. Focus entirely on what those sounds make you feel. Escape with me into a world of no thought and just feeling. Let your imagination go and wander through the fantasies of my mind.

Wind I close my eyes and feel it as it washes over my body. Like whispery kisses that start at my eyelids and work to my lips, down my neck to a brief touch of my nipples, to my belly and onto my abdomen with a whisper passing over my mound tickling the light covering of hair that hides the hidden valley nestled gently between my legs. Over my thighs and down my legs to end at my feet having left a wondrous and languid feeling of being touched, yet not. A gentle tease, if you will, of the promises to come.

Trees Rustling remind me how my body sways at the very thought of being touched by strong hands intent on exploring and causing my nerve endings to dance from the electricity and warmth of a simple caress. Feeling my nipples as they harden from a finger brushed ever so lightly in likeness to two leaves as they slide across each other. The sound of the trees rustling induces a vision of a man's mouth and his beard as it rubs the button of my clit, causing arousal and friction as the fire builds within ready to peak in a culminating orgasm that leaves me swaying with fulfillment.

Birds Singing The sweet musical sound of happiness that relaxes the soul and opens the body to luxurious temptations of sweet summer days soaking up the sun as it beats down upon my body. Opening up my sense of smell and the reminiscence of the smell of hot bodies, skin upon skin as we build to climax and the co-mingling of fluids that make me want more. The tunes of my moans mixing with his breathing as he gets ready to poor his hot cum into my clenching hot pussy are music to my ears.

Waves of the Ocean The thunderous crashing is invigorating. I can feel myself being pounded from behind, fucking wildly and with such force that a certain violence prevails in the ferocity of the act. Ass cheeks slapping against his full and swollen balls. Screams of the enormity of the orgasm that is ready to erupt. An explosion of wetness and the coldness felt as the bodies cool down from such an intense encounter

Mountain Stream Soft and sensuous is the sound of the water as it passes over the worn stones. I relish the sound as it brings thoughts of licking, tasting and eating to mind. Having him drizzle chocolate over the tips of my nipples and lick them clean. My wrapping his shaft in swirls of whip cream to be sucked into my mouth after I have licked the head of his cock and found the pre-cum mixed into the taste. My tongue swirling around like the water trapped for a moment in a whirlpool as I suck and lick every bit of him clean. The thought of a chocolate dipped banana, slid into my pussy with him eating the warmed banana from me with my honeyed juices added to the mix.

Setting Sun As the day ends and the evening clouds are tinged with pink, the mourning doves cooing their mournful sounds, it is a time when peace rushes over me and my truest sensuality takes over. The pink of the sky reminds me how my skin glows from the passionate lovemaking bestowed upon my body. The mournful cries of the dove are the sad reminders of how lonely it can be without a man or woman's touch shared in love and lust. As the warmth of the sun slowly recedes into night, the world comes alive with the new sounds and the promises of love to be shared.

Go forth and find your own journey. Open your eyes, heart and soul to the wonders that surround you with each passing moment. Hear the beauty in a child's laughter. Look deep into the eyes of a loved one and see their pain lest you be able to ease it. But most of all, find the soul that will own you and become as one with you and all the joy shall be yours.