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I long to see you defeatedYour whole being in naked surrender
A slave shackled and bound
In answer to your own desire
Your heart beating wildly
As your perspiration works
To cool your hot body
Every muscle lax and spent
Your nipples tender to the touch
From the stroking received
Of my tongue and fingers
And the slapping of my cock
Each breath sculpting a new you
With the rise and fall of your ribs
And the shimmering of your body
Wrapped both in and out
Of twisted white linens
Each exhalation of your breath
Whispers sounds of elation
Your lips pursed to the rushing air
The sound of a gentle breeze from you mouth
And as you recover the sound of “Yes”
And I your benefactor and slave
Breathe in the smell rising from your body
Watching as you recover from your giving
Your unbound hair wet and warm
Where the sweat from you brow and neck
Collects in your hairline as you lie there
Your pussy wet and warm
From my kisses lip to lip
And the friction of my hard cock
Eager once again to send my come
Deep inside you aching womb
She touched meAnd I shuddered
Feeling the fear
As strong as the desire
My backbone stiffens
And I stand erect
Braced for what is to come
She makes no insinuations, utters no sound
But we communicate none the less
Her smell, so familiar
Fills me with courage
That I long to spend on her
Her breath calms my nerves
Close and inviting
The slow rise and fall
Of her breasts speaks to me
Sending my wings to beating
She quivers once and sighs
Her gentle acquiescence
Radiates between us
Igniting the flames
To the fires
About to be poured
Upon our souls
MorphusMorphus Well I met him yesterday on a stroll by the sea This mirage appears before me Hypnotised I am put in a trance I lay obediently and he starts to dance The feeling is intense as he strips bare I strip myself I don’t care His toned body making me wet I want this no regret. I spread myself wide He places his fingers on my thigh Then slides them inside He kisses and our tongues meet Burning desire and heat My eyes shut, in another place Not daring to look at his face. I feel his tongue in my hair That’s strange but I don’t care I feel his tongue lick my neck Oh how, flipping heck. His fingers swell and I think what? This is different whats he got? Then a finger touches my butt and I groan He touches every spot and I moan. In and out moving fast God I so want this to last Then I feel him cum He’s filled me I open my eyes to see. I shiver as he finishes with me He’s not got two hands and a tongue he’s got three. I am lying satisfied and take a second look Did that just happen or a fantasy from a book? Written by Rossetta like this? • more poems by authorPublished 19th July 2014 2:52pm All writing remains the property of the author.
The rain tickled me seductively...Tried to steal my attention away...
My eyes covetously chased her...
Her impeccably sculpted curves drenched me...
Into a flooding lust that enticed me...
Unleashing an intrepid passion...
I watched her walk to me...
Her body filled with a million delicacies...
Hungrily I anticipated the moment...
When it deluged into me...
I was warm, ready to imbibe...
The precious pleasures she carried covertly...
Her navel, shyly hiding behind...
The wet, thin, blue satin dragged me...
To pounce on her and sip the juices...
Of the soul conquering pristine desire...
That she cherished under her drapes...
My eyes envied the naughty little droplets...
That kissed her lips passionately...
Rolling down her neck,
And over her ripest fruits...
My appetite amplified...
She walked forward,
Her ever delicious body emanating...
A fragrance accentuated by the rain...
She came to embrace my intense ardor...
Drowning me into a quicksand...
Of unquenchable thirst...
Her wet hair teased my sheer voracity,
To drink her love and cloy...
My avarice to respire the oozing beauty,
And the honest craving that her mammilla revealed...
Even through those lucky two layers of wet satin,
That clung to her deliriously....
My body pleaded to powers unknown,
That I could transform into the tiny little drops,
That slid over her voluptuous body...
My teeth bit against each other...
Competing to nip her juicy derriere
And nibble the luscious secrets in her inguina...
Her physically alluring self reached to me...
Squeezed the leashed cravings out of me...
My animal strength surged into her...
Her drapes shed like autumn leaves...
As she and me diffused to paradises unimaginable...
My life, love and lust disenthralling into her...
Overcome by the bacchanal and orgy...
She squealed out of her oomphmatic self...
The supreme sensuality that I hungrily kissed out of her...
You touch my collarbone,I start to simmer.
Your fingertips burn down
the inroads and valleys
of hip, abdomen, and inner thigh
bringing me to a rolling boil.
Your lips scorch my neck,
a spark flares,
and we were at the flash point,
engulfed in flame,
white-hot and liquid,
the melting begins.
Our frenzied bodies,
striving together
to quell the unquenchable fire,
only create more steam.
Finally, a sweet agony,
the small death…
then stillness.
We lay in a bed
of smoking ashes.
Molten- Sara bilby
Had to post two .. If one probably does not count as an entry .. But I liked this one too.. Had to share
Jessica wrote: "You touch my collarbone,I start to simmer.
Your fingertips burn down
the inroads and valleys
of hip, abdomen, and inner thigh
bringing me to a rolling boil.
Your lips scorch my neck,
a spark flare..."
Very Nice -Me Like
Good together him and me
He fills my need, my wanting lust
As he starts to thrust
Groaning, moaning as we make love
The moon shining up above
I am lost in a dream, a fantasy
This Italian lover and me
He moves faster and then he throbs
We sigh together and then he stops
So good I thought, he kisses me tenderly like never before
This is not the end I want more…….