"Make LynWitt wet"
A goal quite possibly attained
By carefully chosen phrases
Oft-times in prose contained
Word-smithed erotic imagery
Can send the mind a-flutter
Soaring to pleasurable heights
Or landing in the gutter
With easy sensuality sparing
And fast flinging hot innuendos
Our response in body and mind
Builds quickly in great crescendos
Builds quickly in great crescendos
Cover your ears
It just won't stop
Bury your head under pillows
You'll just mute it a bit
May as well stand
And let it reverberate
Your body might tremble
And hair could blow
Sound made solid
Another unseen delivering a blow
Another unseen delivering a blow
Landing softly upon your rear
As on hands and knees you wait
Expectant with no fear
Your bottom's gently caressed
As my knees yours gently part
My fingertips dance lower
Practicing their erotic art
Stroking silken, hot, wet folds
Circling 'round a throbbing bean
Into the realm of pleasure
We'll both quite happily careen
We'll both quite happily careen
But... safety first for beginners...
Down the piste with the circle of green.
Little test for what nerve is within us.
Slowly, we gently descend
No words about falling are spoken
If we're still together at the end
That's fine, if not: nothing broken
More likely I'll plunge ahead
With nothing to cling to but hope
Joyousness balanced by dread
As I launch down the black diamond slope
As I launch down the black diamond slope
Crying out...You Bastards!
I told you I can't ski
Tumbling once
Tumbling twice
Still managing to flip the bird
Still managing to flip the bird
As my coffin gets lowered
Into the dank dark ground
'Fuck the world' my corpse whispers
And then the chirping of the birds begins
and the rays of sun reign supreme
and my dreams of a grand finale are shattered
As i find myself awake.
As I find myself awake
I discover that my fingers
Have 'twixt my legs wandered
And still there lingers
Caressing slowly o're
Rather slippery pieces
My dream of you returns
Well, it never really ceases
Languidly I explore
What my thoughts have made transpire
My fingers become yours
As a pleasure magnifier
As a pleasure magnifier,
I would bang one chick right after
the other and let one babe play
with my rod in order to get
it hard and ready for the set
of beauties willing to replay
the whole scene on that one sofa
until we all had helluva
orgasm in one truly big way.
As a pleasure magnifier
The taste was much too sweet
Lesson learned was moderation
To find the beauty in an inch
And not demand it stretch a mile
Hold fast to simple things
Where joy bursts forth of its own
Where joy bursts forth of its own
It leaves an unfortunate stain
And elicits a baleful moan...
Oh no! It's happened again.
Oh no! It's happened again.
Our time has passed in a blaze
Ensconced in sexual bliss
Enfolded in lustful haze
How can it fly so quickly
When hours we've had to play
It seems just a quick moment
But now it's late in the day
But do we need be elsewhere?
Can't we just stay right here
And continue our flights of pleasure
In this sensuous atmosphere
In this sensuous atmosphere
Is that really my mask
Tossed aside in absolute freedom
As I give in and claim what is mine
As i give in and claim what is mine
my fingers dance and twirl
edging between hot wet velvet
My heart pounds loudly
as sweet surrender beckons me
As sweet surrender beckons me,
they had both turned their heads to see
that one part of me got so hard
that they were unable to keep
themselves from letting my rod seep
into each and release a shard
of cum before pulling it out
and let loose an orgasmic shout
before leaving one of my cards.
As sweet surrender beckons me
At my sensuous lover's hands
She knows my every inner desire
And carefully lays her plans
Kisses upon my lips and neck
Hands gliding o're my breasts
Lips following to nipples pert
She far exceeds all tests
Legs part for her ultimate goal
Where she's been oft before
Her tongue and fingers soaring send
Reaching right into my core
Reaching right into my core
LynnWitt keeps insisting
There's nothing I like more:
Mutual girl-on-girl fisting.
"Mutual girl-on-girl fisting"
Sounds rather like a 'prize fight' -
But a quick internet search
Put this in quite a new light!
I'm not so sure I'd play
If that were the ultimate goal;
Yes, we can stretch quite a lot
But that's just to much to extol!
When fingers come into play
One, maybe two's all we need
To reach that innermost core
And ultimate pleasure succeed!
And ultimate pleasure succeed
As hearts pound incredibly loud
Walls that witness midnight pleasure
and on them scratched a name 'lynn was here'
As birds begin to chirp
and the sun washes over an orgasmic kiss.
and the sun washes over an orgasmic kiss.
At the clothing-optional beach
Coney Island was nothing like this
Your bottom looks just like a peach.
Beachcomber privates dangle and sway
I try to be more polite
My struggle is futile, I can't look away
And tan-lines are nowhere in sight
I'm burning now, my skin neon red
My girlfriend, oh how I revere her!
Says you've had too much sun, your dick is bright red
Let me slather on some Aloe Vera.
Though public sex acts are banned on the sand
It isn't as bad as it sounds
She only placed her hand on my gland
On purely medicinal grounds
If things stayed as stiff as they seem
The evening'll spent in formality
When it would be a far better thing
To spend it in wanton carnality!
Away to an alcove let's fly
And risk of exposure ignore
As we give in to our yearning
And make reckless love on the floor
And make reckless love on the floor
The kind where you're stopped just before reaching the door
You know you'll be late
But some things just can't wait
But some things just can't wait
As within us the tension increases
No time a place private to find
Fulfill - or go right to pieces
All thoughts now centered on us
The here and now of this chance
Seeking our blissful satisfaction
Within our lust-filled trance
Within our lust-filled trance
We never forget
The thoughts
Every touch
Fresh flavors made
Anew
And yet...still
Just one more
Kiss
Something new
Discovering where
Lust ends...or renews
Lust ends...or renews
The e're circling game
The need is quenched
Then restored to the same
A kiss can easily ignite
That lustful powder keg
Which eventually explodes
With me between your legs
With me between your legs
I look with awe and wonder
Thinking how life can be so surprising
From darkness threatening
And raising it's ire
Behold the light and inner fire
So rest awhile and let me gaze
And contemplate where this might lead
Let time pass slowly is all I ask
Let time pass slowly is all I ask
For this voyage of revelation
To navigate treacherous shoals
And avoid any aberration
Let the sands slips slowly through
The hour glass' tiny waist
As the journey proceeds to unfold
And our streams are interlaced
And our streams are interlaced
And Interlocution
Dipping in and out
Where passion will bring electrification
I am glad that a flutter can mean so much, and be oh so powerful! Whilst I bring my own kind of chaos to those I choose to know everywhere, I do believe in Chaos theory, and I am glad that it is suggested that the fluttering wings of a butterfly can be felt the other side of the globe, it gives me hope that I can caress your soul.
Where passion will bring electrification
And love ignites our hearts hidden fires
Merging our souls together as one
In the heat of a thousand candles
flickering and warming
the still cold winter air
The still cold winter night
As the fire flickered making shadows
We melted into each other
Sounds of giggles
As my fingers continued
to explore your charms
