{"id":74,"date":"2008-02-02T01:54:53","date_gmt":"2008-02-01T22:54:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lorenalupu.wordpress.com\/?p=74"},"modified":"2008-02-02T01:54:53","modified_gmt":"2008-02-01T22:54:53","slug":"fantezie-erotica","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lorenalupu.com\/blog\/fantezie-erotica\/","title":{"rendered":"Fantezie erotic\u0103"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Ea e Angelique Kidjo. O african\u0103 dotat\u0103 cu ochi ad\u00e2nci \u015fi negri, ca o cafea fierbinte, \u015fi o voce ca un v\u00e2nt cald, \u00eenv\u0103luitor. Din punctul meu de vedere, Kidjo e vinovat\u0103 de instigare la erotism\u00a0urm\u0103toarea melodie.\u00a0(Djin djin, featuring Alicia Keys.)<!--more--><br \/>\n<a href=\"http:\/\/www.trilulilu.ro\/loremonde\/ff3804f4aab5a1\">Ea, melodia, refuz\u0103 s\u0103 apar\u0103 pe site. Asculta\u0163i-o aici.<\/a><br \/>\nEi, eu, c\u00e2nd am auzit prima oar\u0103 melodia asta, am \u00een\u0163epenit. Habar nu aveam cine o c\u00e2nt\u0103. Am urm\u0103rit-o-c\u0103utat-o-dorit-o de nu se poate spune. \u015ei cei care s-au confruntat vreodat\u0103 cu dorin\u0163a mea pot confirma c\u0103 nu e o povar\u0103 u\u015for de dus&#8230; \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p>Apoi, c\u00e2nd pierdusem orice speran\u0163\u0103, am auzit-o la un radio pe net. d\u0103-i cu s\u0103rciul pe gin gin, djinn djinn \u015fi toate combina\u0163iile posibile&#8230; E de fapt djin djin, \u015fi e c\u00e2ntat de o superb\u0103 beninianc\u0103 (sau beninez\u0103) pe nume Angelique Kidjo.<\/p>\n<p>Ei, eu c\u00e2nd aud melodia asta, m\u0103 imaginez \u00eentins\u0103 pe o plaj\u0103 pustie, cu nisip fin \u015fi m\u0103t\u0103sos, care \u00eemi alint\u0103 pielea. \u00cemi imaginez c\u0103 mi-a crescut p\u0103rul p\u00e2n\u0103 la p\u0103m\u00e2nt, \u015fi de altfel, e singura mea vestimenta\u0163ie. Mi te imaginez c\u0103 \u00eemi aduci cadou un buchet de fluturi, pe care \u00eei risipe\u015fti deasupra mea&#8230; fluturi delica\u0163i, cu aripi translucide \u015fi picioru\u015fe fine a c\u0103ror atingere e mai delicat\u0103 dec\u00e2t o p\u0103rere.<\/p>\n<p>Apoi, \u00eemi strecori \u00eentre buze o \u0163igar\u0103 de foi intens aromat\u0103 &#8211; eu, nefum\u0103toarea, v\u0103 garantez c\u0103 nu exist\u0103\u00a0pl\u0103cere mai mare dec\u00e2t a fuma \u0163ig\u0103ri de foi intens aromate &#8211; e o senza\u0163ie care te \u00eenv\u0103luie prin c\u0103ile respiratorii \u015fi \u00ee\u0163i traverseaz\u0103 \u00een flux-reflux lent \u00eentreaga f\u0103ptur\u0103. Mi-o aprinzi \u015fi m\u0103 la\u015fi s\u0103 absorb fumul dulce-picant. Milioane de muguri ai volupt\u0103\u0163ii se deschid\u00a0\u00eentr-o clip\u0103 \u00een tot trupul meu &#8211; m\u0103 simt ca o livad\u0103 de portocali \u00eenflorit\u0103 a\u015fa, pe nea\u015fteptate.<\/p>\n<p>Eu iau un pumn de nisip \u015fi \u00eel las s\u0103 curg\u0103 \u00eencet peste tine\u00a0 &#8211; trasez o hart\u0103 efemer\u0103 a unor teritorii cucerite, necucerite, zone albe \u015fi\u00a0domenii ale coroanei. Oricum, trupul t\u0103u e o hart\u0103 \u00een continu\u0103 schimbare,\u00a0e mai instabil\u00a0dec\u00e2t America de Sud&#8230; continentul stupefiantelor. Sunt stupefiata ta, \u015fi \u015ftii asta. \u00cemi deschizi p\u00e2n\u0103 la insuportabil toate organele de sim\u0163. Simt prea intens soarele care arde, simt prea intens sarea brizei &#8211; \u00eemi arde buzele,\u00a0\u0163ip\u0103tul unei p\u0103s\u0103ri din dep\u0103rtare \u00eemi sf\u00e2\u015fie auzul. E ca o nou\u0103 realitate, o realitate at\u00e2t de chinuitoare \u00een persisten\u0163a ei, c\u0103 nu o pot suporta. Elibereaz\u0103-m\u0103. Djin djin djin&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ea e Angelique Kidjo. 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