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Linger On My Mind

Your presence still lingers on my mind ... so I did something about it!

The whispering of your voice still echoes all aroundThe smell of your perfume suffocates the air I breatheYour picture still hangs in a frame on the wallYou still linger deep on my mindThe crease in the pillow where your head once layThe stains upon the sheets of where we made passionate loveThe cold dark nights in which I held you tightYou still linger deep on my mindThat day you departed, without saying goodbyeThe echo...

An Advertisement of Sorts

What's big, thick, and oh so satisfying?

I bet you’ll love myBig,Thick,Chocolate,Brain.And the way my pathwaysCan lead you downTunnelsOver hillsAnd through valleysSo deepThat your bodyResponds to the imagesAnd visionsThat you see in myPunctuation…Or the lack thereof.'Cause my thoughts,They pulseAnd pull.Penetrating your wet Psyche.Stretching your shallow viewsAnd sending pleasureSo surreal Into your...Well, you know…That you won’t last long.And you’ll sing the k...

Beside You

She sleeps like an angel in the early morning after.

Lying still beside you,in the early morning hours,my love for you is blooming,like a field of wild flowers.Like a field of wild flowers,swaying in the breeze,my heart and soul is dancing:mind and body are at ease.Mind and body are at ease,with the perfume of last night,when we did the dance of love,and got the movements right.We got the movements right,each and every one,as we held each other tight,burning hotter than the...

Awakening

Fanning latent ashes into fiery embers of lust.

Letting carnal cravings take us over. Experiencing each other in playful,salacious ways. Teasing, relentless teasing, sending us to the edge. Foreplay, inside, outside,in one room, then another. Spurring each other on,nothing out of bounds. No rules, no penalties. Holding impending climax’s off,for as long as possible. Feeding twin fires of passion, to the brink of explosion. Fueling lust, lost needs,and desires. Instinct...

Three to You from Me

I think the Fab Four would have loved these - while they were a-singing Love Is All You Need

1. Morning Star.The new light of the day,Falls across my furrowed brow,I hear a lovely melody,That's a part of me and how.I awaken from my dreams,And reach for my guitar,I play a song for Lucy,Who is my morning star.Soon she yawns and stretches,Rubbing the slumber from her eyes,Let no man put asunder,What a peaceful fellow tries.As she opens up the window,I bend these strings and strum.I'm just a shadow on the wall,Draped...

Where do you think sex is? Is it on the screen in front of you Is it in the stories you read Is it in the way you see someone dress Or how they behave, or even misbehave We all know where sex is It's not down there It's up here. Down there is just...the mortality of sex It's where you feel the sex  Squeeze the sex Lick and suck the sex It's not where the sex is... These words are not sex Neither are they erotic or horny E...

She's a puzzle girl with short grey hair, soft as a featherDon't try to understand her, she'll just quote you the weatherPlay with her mind and you might get a glimpse of her long legsPlay with her heart and she'll throw you away like yesterday's rotten eggsHer pieces are mismatched and some have sharp edges and sidesShe looks for that missing piece to smooth out things and slow down the rideLet your fingers run along her...

Imagination of Words

How words can captivate you wholly

Your words consume meSwallow me whole until I can’t feel anything elseConsumed wholly by desire Desire, wanting, hungerA dry unquenchable thirst for moreMy lips pucker at the need There is this invisible grip around my throatThat leaves me breathlessBut wanting more My surroundings become blurry and distantAs your words penetrate the inner workings of my mindYou know exactly what I like My body becomes alive as I read you...

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The Touchless Release

To release without touching.

Yes, that is a command; I want you to be able to just do it. Imagine, feel with your mind. Clear your head and feel the liquid pooling around your clit. How your fingers play lightly in the wetness, your mind painting a picture. The tingles, it sends to the pit of your soul. Fingers sliding just on the inside of your lips, the slickness. The electrifying little bits of need build. Never going in, just tracing very lightly...

Do You? Mine eyelashes flutter, caressing thouFair intimate strands pampered skin regaleShimmering pleasure to you I endowAs your glowing cheek I tenderly assail. Cooling breath meanders through thread fine hairSensually drifts; kindled skin ablazeStruggling for sense amongst the liquid airMind misplaced amongst that enchanting haze. Vanilla pods, citrus and cinnamonAromatic; mingled with sultry sexHot glistening flesh; m...

Our Parallel Universe

Inspired of late, and written for a friend, a very special one x

You were always there, waiting in the wings of my mind.Long before you were conceived I thought of you, longed for you, toyed with creating you.Out of nowhere, you made yourself real, embryonic in my brain. A fantasy conceived, yet to be realised.With care and nurture, our dream developed - more vivid, more realistic, more erotic than my imagination ever afforded.Mind games echoing their tune, over and over; make me real,...

24 Hours With Jake Pt 2

Part two, to what you've been waiting for...

 He smiled down at me and said. "Enjoy that, well Idid, and I have plenty more to do with you in the 24 hours till everyone’s back". He wrapped his hand around my hair again; and forcefully pulled me up to my feet. Standing I just about reached under his shoulders, so I had to tilt my head up to look at him. When I finally looked up at him his eyes were looking into mine already.  His gaze was unreadable, I gave a nervous...

garter belt, suspenders, a stolen glances at her employer. he was dragging a sailers shirt over his head. she pull the mini skirt down ‘its got'a face the right way’, it was tattered like a sluty tinkle-bell. a fleeting check of the mirror again. plump mahogany lipstick a little off center she better... “quickly! the seen almost finished” whispered like the rasp of sandpaper. she grabbed her waist coat, undid another butt...