I run my fingers through your hair,Eye to eye, soul to soul. 'Take off your mask' you say,Calling me by a name; foreign. But I can notFor the mask is me. Without,Who am I?Only a man. And less than you need,So I choose to remain A mystery. 'Je veux un baiser,'You breathe. Soft and warm. Inviting a kiss. Your eyes, your mouth,Your neck, The sensitive skinOf your collar bone. 'Non - plus bas. Sans les mains.'As I descend, ki...

He wasn’t going to cum in her mouth, not this time; he’d decided that the second she opened up her lips to accept his throbbing cock. He felt that violent urge that sometimes takes a man, whirring through his mind like a little devil. No, this time, he would do what he loved for a change.His hands gripped her head and pulled it roughly onto him, he didn’t fucking care, it was his time and she would do what he wanted. He k...

With the working day done, the building has started to empty as people return home to their lives. Walking into your room we exchange a smile, along with pleasantries on how the day has gone since we last spoke over lunch. We both know why I'm there with you; we always go through this routine as we watch through the window as most of the remaining staff leave or go elsewhere in the building. Our staged conversation comple...

The first touch of her damp knickers to my face felt euphoric. She had given these to me earlier in the day to better experience her, and I was about to pay her the tribute she deserved. Sadly I'd had to wait to make use of them, having wanted to do so while they still held the warmth of her body. I felt depraved, yet highly excited, as I took in her unique scent and tentatively licked at the slick, sticky area she had pr...

I accept that he is a married man. That this will only be, Ever online. I accept that his hands,  Will never touch me. Caressing my body,  Squeezing my ass. That they will never grab, A handful of hair. Pulling, to get my attention,  Or taking me from behind. I accept that his lips, Will never kiss mine. Our tongues intertwined,  Devouring each other. He will never taste my nectar, Nor bite into my flesh. I accept that ou...

Whether I am with you or traveling afar,conjuring or actually feeling the touch of your skin, I can always taste the nectar of your love. Your delicate nakedness taunts my eyes,The lure of your beauty consumes my soul to utterly worship at your breasts. I am mystified by your seductive glamour. My aroused senses lost in their yearning as I ache to inhale your beguiling aroma. Those creamy thighs spread their seduction coa...

I squeeze rose petals And pour the juice onYour shaven mound,And watch the dropsTrickle down between yourPetals, which are rosier Than the flower I crushed. I smell the open lips And taste them.Ah! How well the rose juice and your own have blended. Ignorant people say I Am a fool to worship flesh.Tell me if it is wrong to worshipThe Unknown?For, has any human languageDescribed the smell or tasteof a woman's skin?

I could smell the flavor of the wine mixed with her breath‘Ere I did tasteThe fine droplets of essence circling my mouthMy tongue longing to embraceAnd all the while we breathed each other’s breathSampling all that was bestArousing the sensation of the scent We parted only because of myDesire to exploreThe sophistication of her napeAnd lobeDiscriminant aromas inhaled as I pressedAnd absorbedAnd yet I sensed the best was f...

I opened mindscape Lush Images and touched you,  Naked, wearing only sweat,  The bittersweet taste and sticky touch of your flesh  Opened memeories wide as ransacked drawers,  Or safes opened by gloved burglars.  In my mind I put my hand in your drawers,  Anxious for the touch and further taste of you  On my tongue, my mouth, my face wet with you. You're like a fast bike on a sharply declining road.  I want to ride you fu...

I open the door and there you are. You look amazing as always. Luckily for me it's warm outside. You are wearing a low top to show off your neckline and shoulders, a short skirt with short boots, and nice heels you bought the day before. You are so proud to show them off. Your legs shine, catching the sunlight. You look into my eyes with the loveliest smile. It has been a long time since we have seen each other. A shiver...

I need to see your face.It would make all the differenceto be able to touch your mouthsee your smileknow you see me.I need to see your hands.It would make all the differenceto be able tohold your handkiss your palmfeel you touch my face.I need to see your tummy.It would make all the differenceto be able to kiss it slowly nibble lightly at your waistmove my mouth still lower.I need to see your feet.It would make all the di...