Erotic Wine

We tend to think of the erotic as an easy, tantalizing sexual arousal. I speak of the erotic as the deepest life force, a force which moves us toward living in a fundamental way. ~Audre Lorde

Ever taste an erotic wine? Wine is sensual pleasure, an encounter with a good wine pushes the bounds of sensuality into the realm of eroticism, an eroticism that engages the senses of sound, sight, smell, touch, taste, fantasy in a powerful, almost sexual manner.

The experience begins with the pour, the tumbling of the wine into the glass, a glass with curves reminiscent of a woman’s body, giving off a soft murmur as it clashes with the crystal, a subtle voice whispering sweet nothings into the ears, saying come to me my lover. She tumbles into the glass a, burgundy waterfall, a dark red lipstick coating plump, moist lips, lips hungry for a kiss.

The glass is swirled, the wine dances, breathes, the wine takes in oxygen intensifying the smell emanating into the air. As the swirl stops, the wine slides down the sides of the glass a fine silk flowing over the smoothness of a woman’s body, the wetness eases slowly down the inner wall of the glass leaving residual liquid, an effect the French call tears. These are tears of joy as the wine anticipates union with her lover.

Is the wine bold in flavor a voluptuous woman in a fitted red dress? Is the flavor light, a lithe lady with subtle curves, curves betraying the fact that she is all woman? The first hint comes from the aroma freed by the swirl, the bouquet wafts into the nose giving the first intimation of her flavor. Drive the nose into the vessel, breathe deeply of the perfume, inhale her essence, become intimately aware of her scent such that you can recognize solely by her smell, a smell that causes arousal.

Tip the glass and let her brush lightly across your lips, sip in her essence, feel the heart racing at the first taste, the first kiss of a newly acquainted lover. Swish her in your mouth side by side, experience the liquid sunshine, roll her over your tongue, let your tongues dance together in an intimate ballet, a ballet of two lovers eager to share in sensual pleasures. Feel the smoothness of the wine reminiscent of the soft skin of a woman’s inner thigh.

It’s time for the climax. Swallow her, experience the ecstasy of two lovers in intimate embrace, savor the flavor and enjoy the orgasmic pleasure as she washes over your tongue and down your throat. Then smile because, though glass is empty, the bottle is nearly full and there is a long evening of loving ahead.


2 comments on “Erotic Wine

  1. Excellent. The perfect combination!

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