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To Haunt Me

Morning stinging the retinas, our deed was dark, my love, and now we have to go back, slip into the other skin we wear. Much like how something passed from me and into your depths, seconds of a soul firing our ceaseless need, our true selves stay here. I want you to haunt me all day long. Any sudden grazing against another will be a potent touchstone thrumming with your memory, eyes...Read On

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Did you know Nancy Wright

The river girl late on September day.

And what if I were Nancy Wright, Who lived down river from the mill. And whistled, rode, and punched, and spit: The girl you knew in Anyville? And if I had those pale, long legs. And corn-blond hair and freckles, too, And by sixteen was packing tits That did the strangest things for you? Loved fishing, crabbing, my canoe, And wrestling one or two or three Shy guys, who came by...Read On

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His Whore

I feel your stare From across the floor Eyes transfixed You want so much more Watching Your whore Down on all fours Making me beg for so much more My eyes on yours As I arch my back You swiftly stroke And observe my attack Your thick cock enters Swiftly from behind You clear your throat "Remember, you are mine. Forever, My whore, Whom I adore." I beg him for...Read On

Planting Seeds

Deep within we plant seeds of desire

The beast stirs deep within its denim seat Seeking an escape without any senses No eyes, no touch, responds to her body heat With new blood its stature starting to tense Hungry to feed, on the prowl, no defense Sexual creature stalks her dark pink walls Growing harder, purposeful, no suspense Feeding frenzy creating her waterfall Liquid trail flowing, calm feeling enthralls ...Read On

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Form and Function

Lay bare your layers to caring stare

I present to thee as ye to me, A history of form and function, A perfected him before perfect her, We both do dare this juncture of dance, Where layers lay bare to caring stare and circumstance, And strum of digit, hum of lips, Sips from dripping honeyed hips, Our offered symbol, confident trust, Swaying thus a gentle thrust, As God intended, all is splendid… harmony. Freely...Read On

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BBC (Big Black Cock)

I am not a BBC (BIG BLACK COCK). I am a human being. I have feelings. I have emotions. I laugh. I cry. I am not to be at your disposal Because you want a piece. I will not show you proof Of what they say about Black guys. No need to get the tape measure. We won't be measuring anything tonight. I don't care to know if you never been With someone of my hue. I'm sorry But no...Read On

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Once at Sixteen

And then she wants only his dick...

Her smile all mischievous excitement, now, Black sweater stretching so her bra peeps through, She nestles, burrows, kisses, with a laugh At what in secret dreams she makes him do. With just a twist, her teasing midriff bare, His knuckles brush warm skin; her kiss says “Yes,” His fingers trace her bra’s assertive curve, She pushes herself against his meek caress Until her grabs...Read On

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Quiver

It would be easy to succumb to the rhythm your body weaves, relentlessly grinds against me, what can that dance now reveal that my heart hasn't already clutched? And like an arrow drawn out from the safest silken quiver, a darkened faith steadied the aim, never once missed its animal mark. So tell me what I can't already discover as we merge when you're trembling against a wall as...Read On

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Sexual Heat And Desire

A couple make love together

A couple has established their need They're destined to be together To feel the exploding seed This couple are truly lovers They have a burning desire A need for each other Their passion is like fire Their love is forever Their kisses start first His hands are on her breast Sex games are their thirst He cups and holds her chest She has her hand on his cock He moans while in her hand...Read On

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Briefs

Every movement your flesh makes in me Sings verses of the most erotic poetry The way you arch your back The way the light hits your muscles To every stitch that firmly hugs your buttocks As I crease deeper between your walls I feel the warmness of your being To be the very stitch That supports your flesh And fill my threads With the aroma of your sweat Is the true reward...Read On

Just Another Day

When oblivious denial leads to two obvious outcomes...

Oh morning wood I wish she would I wish she’d fuck us like she should She could do us on our bed She should fuck us so I said She could ride us while on top Watch her body rise and drop She could be right under me See you slide in her cunny We could take her from behind Grab her hips and bump and grind I could stick you in her ass Smack her butt if we get sass She could fuck us in...Read On

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Longing

Longing for your caress Longing for your breast To kiss your lips To feel your hips To hear you scream As I taste your cream Dripping with finesse ...Read On

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The Wind Stirred

The wind stirred something today, warmth fluttering through clothes, through earth and swaying trees from where you have taken me. Branches are a dark outline like crooked wires linked across the clear evening sky as a finger gently hushes my lips. You say to not give this a name as your hand tightens around, squeezes my lingering ache, our pulses finally know one another, quickening in...Read On

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BLACK LOVE

Her naked skin is as rich as dark chocolate She slowly kneels before me She looks up at me With those beautiful brown eyes Humbled by her position She looks up at me hungry for a taste How much longer must she wait Obedient yet eager She unbuckles the belt At my command Hands behind your back Open your mouth For my pleasure and for hers She taste the saltiness of my girth ...Read On

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A Sonnet on Seeing Lisa's bare breasts

To take you...

I half predicted that seeing your body bare I might applaud breasts womanly, and nipples, there, So pricked to sensitivity, awake to kiss, Or even slightest, lightest brush, and know that this Is woman and her gift to men, some man, or me… But when I viewed two breasts, no more, confessed to see A woman delivered naked for my delight, And some old cruelty would slave her to my might....Read On

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Beneath The Rust

Reflections on Lost Lust

A smile can melt a tortured heart A look can make our senses feel electric, alive An innocent touch can send shockwaves through a yearning body A longing too corroded to examine carefully. Lusty fantasies echo playfully through a cavernous void Reckless imaginations embrace, kiss, lick, suck, pump, pump harder Meeting minds simmer, bodies shake, pulling each other to hot, wet releases A...Read On

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To My Dearest Avatar

Desired for what we seem

My dear, if you were you And I was me, A girl and boy beneath A real tree; My lips might tickle you; A breast you’d yield— Tho­ugh pointy, small--to me Delight revealed. Yes, avatar of lust, I yearn, yearn, too. My questing fingers, though, Do not touch you. Choosing to be desired For what we seem, I can see you, you me, In but a dream, This gift put forth for me, Your...Read On

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Honeyed Hexes

To become what beckons my blood into a searing needful stream, the hex whispered against my neck before lying in this surrender. You cannot pull away just yet. Where you should have been guarded, teeth broke the fruit's skin open first. The nectars drizzle down in thick sugary rivers, I cannot wait to taste you, to lap up this unique essence like waves breaking against shores. You would...Read On

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Annie was a squirter, boys

Annie Oakley serving at the bar

And what if I were Pecos Bill, Of “Pecker Williams” family stock, With balls that swung like olla gourds, My Henry rifle at half-cock? And Annie Oakley came to town Beneath an Arizona moon, Yelled “Ladies' night in Tombstone, boys,” And banged into the old saloon? I whip my weapon up and aim And pop the buttons off her top, Pow, pow! Her snake-skin bra falls off And lets big...Read On

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Alter Ego Desires

What she is...

Every year, around mid-spring, My alter ego comes to play, An eagerness and a hunger settles in, Satisfaction becomes hard to find, Endless roaming starts, As she searches for her release, Every site she spits, every rock she turns, Looking for those to fulfil her, She doesn't want to get to know you, She doesn't care how old you are, Where you're from or what you do, ...Read On

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Inspire

I was Inspired, are you?

I nflamed by a burning passionate desire every kiss of your lips drives my lust ever higher N eedy and wanting your hands and your mouth upon my skin touching and tasting me drawing my nectar from within S piraling out of control as deep within my core the feelings a burning inferno as I beg of you Please more P leasing me with your mouth your...Read On

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If I were Annie Oakley

Annie Oakley get horny...

And what if I were Annie Oakley, My britches sawing up my slit, With hair that flowed like molten gold And galloping to jolt my clit? And if I wore a snake-skin bra Sandpapering each girly tit, And wet the leather saddle horn And never even gave a shit? And what if sweaty cowboys With plenty packed into their chaps Yelled “Howdy, babe,” and “how’s your ass”? And grabbed my...Read On

Permission

Their lives prevent them from being together, but they find one way that it is possible...

Although we are oceans apart And ethnic lifestyles away Online we allow Ourselves to banter and play If you've thought of me And I’ve had thoughts of you Can we make our worlds work where cyber lust will do? I think your body craves more Than just my word or two Can my imagined touch arouse and satisfy you? It’s a short term fix Sometimes needed at night If you allow it yourself I'll...Read On

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My Way

My way is still his way.

When he takes me in his arms, my heart wants to skip some beats, cause I know we're both in store for some heavy passion treats. He looks deep into my eyes with lust and yet something more, that heats up so very hot  as it travels to my core. His kisses are so deep that sometimes I forget to breathe, as his hands roam my body  while I whisper, "More, sir, please." His hands make...Read On

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I withhold myself for you.

A short musing on the sexually driven emotions tied to my next story.

The burning energy of expectation, of need Is something I am all too familiar with. For you, I’ve given my heart so fully but I want to give you more, so I deliver you my body. I am yours, not just body and soul, but in devotion of will. Teetering on the edge, afraid to go over I’m desperate for your pleasure and suffer to find it. I say suffer, knowing full well that’s not what I do. ...Read On

Heat

To all the heat seekers...

She felt like the summer heat, and burned like sun. I, beneath the loving sway of her touch, was engulfed, as I drank her in. Every look, every movement, every lusting echo finding its rightful place. In the spaces between our seeking flesh, where our hearts beat a love song, our bodies settled into a rhythm satisfying. As she took me away, to where I hide my deepest desire, ...Read On

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There Will Be Nothing Gentle

There will be nothing gentle in what you have incited, the feral core animated by a curious breach. Your secrets have been kept long enough and I have no more to hand over now, like faint premonitions humming in the air, you'll know everything once this distance closes. Just like how my back curved into a helpless trembling arch when your lips sealed around and began to devour me. Or...Read On

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Jilted Lover and a Quick Fuck

A woman is stood up at a bar.

A woman is jilted on a date She looks very frustrated Her date is very late She looks aggravated I look over at her and smile I send her over a drink I'm hoping to talk to her a while She's in a pretty dress that's pink I walk over and ask if I may sit I tell her my name She has amazing tits She tells me her name is Lorraine We drink and I ask her to dance We move to the dance floor...Read On

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XXX Nereids and Satyrs XXX

One summer afternoon by the Agean Sea...

Ligea’s belly white as foam, Mirroring sand reflecting thighs, Pale Dione’s breasts pearls cupped in shells, Are offered up to Attic skies; As "delicate as an eyelid,” Pale Thetis wrings her dripping hair; From cloud to cliff, from cave to sea Tones like thunder rumbling there. Abrupt face, hairy fist, bare bum, And swollen lust as old as earth: Her fingers crooked in...Read On

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Reborn

Filled with aching need, She presses the curves of her form Tightly against his contours. Feeling radiating heat through her clothes Awakens a smoldering fire within him, Hands ripping off items in their way, Leaving naked skin against skin. His hands graze softly across her back, Sending sparks of electricity shimmering through her being, Mouths crashing together, Hot breaths,...Read On