Senual Stories

taboothe lines that lay between usscorching my marrowand I am guilty of this cursethe gravity that lays betwixt our eyesa jagged breath of forbidden romancestricken of the lovethat must grow un-satiatedlike the taste of ambrosiato desiccated lipsfruit of the godsbeyond our reachtaste of peachesthe flavor of your loinsmelting upon the tip of my tongueas lust burns a seance between usand I smolder in the flames of our divis...

Aphrodite would weep,withering in the icy beauty of your visagemy Hel,the fury of your lust chains mein fiery links of scorching satinbinding my blood to the thrum of your ownthe scent of your hair,black orchids,splashed across the intoxicating aroma of your sex,drive me feralas of a beast that rages against the halteryou hold, aching for me to break...even in my dreams,I taste you,taste you seeping into every crack of my...