Intoxicate
Touch me Touch me
runs through my mind
A glance a grin
I scream inside
"Feel my skin & twirl me
with your eyes"
Intensely I sigh awaiting your touch ...
moving in closer, body trembles
growling inside
"take & own me, fuck me"
Your touch falls upon my sides
with strength you grab me
a slight pause as we gather thoughts ...
soaking wet you lay me down
sliding in, deep and tight ...
We savor each thrust until my back arches and I let out a moan, then you know ...
Ahah, sweet release & sweet dreams ...
It can’t happen without you.
It isn't the depths with which you pound pleasure into my flesh, or how you hit my pleasure buttons with every engaging thrust through the barriers of my sexual reservations. The spark that ignites the fuel of my fornicating flow is found in the knowledge of your lust actualized with an endowment engorged by desire. That's the fire that burns the wick of my end of this climactic double-barrel bomb.
| another_proser |
Mind Orgasm
Don't touch
just look
snap a picture
with your mind
adjust the colors
crescendo the emotion
don’t caress
your senses
will do it for you
imagine my hands
on your body
feel the sensation
of me entering you
without it happening
close your eyes
fantasize sparks flying
your wildest dream
I am two feet away
from touching you
but it is arising
wondrous arousal
Oh! Oh! More, I beg
zenith of our souls
every nerve tingling
on fire with rapture
spent and exhausted
orgasm of the minds
never touching!
Pressure Builds
Pressure builds
The tingle of sweat beading down your abdomen
Falls into place as you slide along
Thrusting to the contours of our tangled shape
You begin where I end
Panting the sounds of my name
How sweet the vibration of your body
Forget the streetlamp light outside the window
Remember the move I crave the most
Force your way to my smothered screams
Incite with me the cries of pleasure
Saturated
Calm
Infatuated with the way you build the pressure.
Go Again?
We Meet.
We Like.
First Date.
Admire. Smile. Talk. Laugh.
Hold Back.
Ask. Learn. Touch.
Hold Back.
Admire. Drink. Smile. Drink. Kiss. Drink. Touch.
Go Home Together.
Open Door.
Playfully Wait.
Eyes Meet. Hands Hold...Then Wander.
Together The Jackets Fall.
Together The Tops Fall.
Together The Pants Fall.
Embrace.
So...Warm.
Touch. Caress. Kiss. Kiss. Kiss.
Assume The Positions.
Hold Back...
A Smile.
Then Steel Enters Warm Waters
Gasp. Motion. Grunt. Motion. Sigh. Motion.
Embers Turns To Fires Turn To Infernos.
After Time And Much Repetition.
Explosion. Implosion.
Deep Rhythmic Breathing Slow Together.
Lie Still. Smile Wide.
Eyes Meet.
Go Again?
Every thrust was closer and closer till explosion
I could feel every pump of blood going through his veins on his perfectly shaped manhood in the pit of my stomach.
As he pulled my hair and bit my nipple
My back automatically arched
I could feel the stars
We both, unintentionally started to groan as we came closer and closer to the edge of the cliff. With each thrust we grunted
'3'
'2'
'1'
And that is when our universe collided. Like time had stopped and we were the only ones alive.
Control
Gently run your hand through hair,
Stare into her eyes, let yourself slide deeper.
Keep her pinned, push the rhythm,
Driven, firm let her arms reach,
Each thrust, lust after her,
Blur boundaries, grip tighter,
Fight her thrusts, breathe louder,
Cloud her judgement, Shroud her,
Stir her mind. Plow her harder,
Hear her, Listen for that breath to seize,
Squeeze your fingers, tease her,
Ease her arms around your back,
Smack, Growl as nails break skin,
Pin her! Lean in! Breathe in Thrust!
Thrust! Moan! Own it!
Make her come undone,
Then make her cum!
Let it out.
Let go.
Craving Monday
lusty.
red blooded vanity
get out of my head
malleable
manly border
laying in my bed.
lifting up the sheet
one more time before work he leaves
a tasteful snack
this taskmaster needs.
our energy pours
volcanic spill
a spontaneous duet
having Monday fruit
with a seductive thrill.
we kiss.
Lusty! again
Yes? Yes!!
Surprised our eyes upon seeing one another.
The sun on my back. The sun in her face.
My thoughts aroused. As they return to us last night.
Or carnal carnival of swapping syrup an thought.
Forcing fears back. And other parts forth. Applying more and more? Moist force.
This signals. The sin in her.
And spurs her to undulating.
I sync in. Her pit I stir.
Towards climax where gravitating.
She drops her hammers relentlessly.
Her hell bells quiver.
My Fang feeds her fissure.
As she finishes what I give her.
KABOOM !!!!!!!
Their vests explode simultaneously. Whallah!!! Martyr Yank Party!!!!