Strokes of pleasure fill my mind,To be stroked all over by you makes me tingle.Stroke me up,stroke me down, Just shower me with your hot strokes,Till I reach my exploding point.Stroke it baby,come and do your magic,Stroke it where I always love it.As insides of me want to feel that desirable stroke by you. So…
Suggested background music – Depeche Mode – Sometimes / Fly on the windscreen The front door steps of a wooden house in the depths of a snowy forest, or the very edge of a cliff, dangerously dangling over the crashing ocean waves as the setting sun paints them gold with tiny accents of wine red,…
Would I feel the moment you saw meAs my skin started to prickle,Knowing you were close? Would you see me through the crowdAs your eyes found mine,Like my body was calling for yours? Would you see me brushing me hair behind my earAnd the slow, secretive smileAppearing on my face? Would you catch me as…
Some days I wonder what it would be like. To feel mutual love, the way I feel for you. To have you want to love me and pleasure me, the way I pleasure you. To show me, through your touch, what I mean to you. To have hands travel through my hair, over my chest….
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Your touch has awoken what is inside of me, clawing to get out. The want and need pushed down, Not admitting to the painful longing. Your demanding hands and urgent tongue, Releasing the hunger so long hidden. The feel of silk tightening around my wrists Eliciting my body’s full desire. The darkness closing in, caressing…
Tease me My clit isn’t the be all and end all of my being… A kiss and squeeze of my breast and a bee line for my clitoris doesn’t turn me on or make me all hot… and orgasm isn’t necessarily my only goal… Talk to me, say something dirty, tell me how you couldn’t…
Honey, do you really know what you do to me.How I yearn to feel your body next to me. Our kiss lingers, your fingers caressing me. Our souls unite as love engulfs you and me. When I make love to you for the first time.Breathing in your essence envelops my senses.We kiss, taste, and touch…
Kiss me, bite me, pull my hair Squeeze me, tease me, everywhere Make me scream, make me squeal Make this lust filled night real Touch my body, kiss my neck Make my body slick with sweat Make me feel you, oh so good Make me hot, my knees are weak On the bed, on the…
Gentle touch of giant hands Upon a fragile canvas tainted Images that create desire A stroke of passion finely painted Colors that mix with easeAssorted hues vivid, bright and keenWanting, craving, needing to pleaseThe artist stands back to study his piece Transparent, matted, bold or radiant Which shall he choose this night?Or will his brush…
It had been a while since they touched. Since they touched each other. In intimate ways. Their history was one of months of exploration, first of exploring the boundaries that separated them, then of exploring each other without separation. But now there were boundaries again, and the exploration was of the limits imposed by those…
The next morning, Brad woke up to his work clothes neatly folded on the back of a nearby chair, joined by a pair of clean socks on the arm rest, and his shoes and keys in the seat. Next to the chair stood his smiling wife Kerri. “I got you all ready for work today;…
“Blind” When I first laid my eyes upon you Just like a snap shot, I would have no clue As to where this brand new relationship would go Considering how much we tote around our cargo My eyes are wide open as if I just finished a fresh cup of coffee Your words make me…
Cradled in my hands, it is safe for you to let go, To follow your true nature. I begin to toy with you, preparing for our evening together. Though gentle, my touch is firm, my intentions clear. My thumb presses into you, exploring your depths, Learning your form, controlling your response. Ephemeral resistance abandoned, you…
Kerri followed closely behind Valerie as she gave a tour of her new home. The tour ended upstairs in Val’s bedroom, where she asked Kerri to help start unpacking. “So what brings you to town?” Kerri asked as she pulled folded sweaters out of a box. “The love of my life,” Val smiled widely. So,…