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You Rise

You rise
In the darkness of the night
The light
Too far off to save me
You move
Closer to me
Your hands
All over me
Your mouth
Searching
I wake
But barely
Still floating between sweet dream
And reality
I want
You
I need to feel you
To taste you
Just as you need the same
Of me
Hands stroke
And play
Pleading for more
I ache
To feel you
All of you
Where you belong
Where you crave to be
Inside of me
We play this game
Before the morning dawn
A game we both win
When
You rise

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All In ~ Anonymous

Today’s post is by a friend who wishes to remain anonymous. He has contributed previously with One Special Soul. I hope you enjoy his erotic touch on this one.

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hands in your hair
pulling your head back
you on all fours
as I fuck your little pink asshole
you may rub your clit
as I work on making you gape
you may cuss
and swear
and tell me what you like
as I fuck you
all in
all out
your asshole
opening and closing
stretching it
flexing it
then alternating
ass and pussy
till you are cussing
and begging
and screaming
but listen
for me cumming
because you are getting this load
in your open mouth
as you fist pump
my cock
like fury as I cum
heavy and like a train
onto your face
into your mouth

~ Anonymous

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Seduction

She looks at him
not invitingly,
yet very much so

She brushes his arm
not intentionally,
yet very much so
inviting him closer for
intimate conversation
telling tales
of misspent youths

She licks her lips
not seductively,
yet very much so
as everything she does
has a note of seduction
a touch of tease
a hint of more

He watches her
not longingly,
yet very much so
envisioning her naked
and writhing beneath him
let’s go he whispered
I want you, now

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Have you ever had an experience you were too na├»ve to understand or appreciate? So erotic, but you were too insecure to just let it be and embrace it? I relive the following experience in my head over and over again. It’s been 25 years, yet when I close my eyes I am transported back to that little bedroom with that amazing young man I was completely mad about yet unable to love the way he wanted and deserved. I’ve had this written for a while but couldn’t quite get the style of it the way I wanted. I didn’t want a poem or a long story so I was left with breaking the rules.

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Standing in the middle of a dark room,

nearly pitch black

and I can’t see a thing.

But I can feel him,

his breath against my neck,

his hands gently caressing me.

I tingle all over.

My breath grows shallow.

No words.

He stands in front of me.

Close enough for me to reach out and touch,

but I don’t dare.

The buttons on my blouse

slowly, ever so slowly,

come undone.

His hand glides across my shoulder

pushing my blouse off.

Next, the other shoulder

then he pulls the sleeves

one at a time

and lets it fall to the floor.

Gentle kisses on my neck,

my collarbone,

as his hands now move lower.

The pop of another button

precedes the sound of a zipper,

my zipper,

slowly going down.

Achingly slow.

I hear every catch of the zipper as he goes.

Two hands now move across my hips

down the back of my jeans

pushing them down,

past my behind,

down to my knees.

Lift, he says.

One foot,

then the next,

as my jeans join my blouse

on the floor.

His arms are around me now

tugging at the clasp

of my bra.

Easily unhooked

it is swept from my shoulders

and drops to the floor.

The pile of shed clothing grows.

He cups each breast,

squeezes

and kisses them tenderly.

My nipples ache for more

but I dare not ask.

I am a good girl,

I don’t do such things.

He kneels in front of me

and slips his hands

under the waistband of my panties.

His hands slide down my thighs

bringing the soft fabric with them.

Lift, he says again.

One foot,

then the other,

and I am naked.

He leans in now,

buries his head

between my legs.

I tremble

nervously,

yet completely turned on.

Soft moans escape

as his tongue makes contact.

Oh my!

Off his knees now,

he kisses me

before taking my hand

and walking me over to the bed.

He pulls the sheets back

and sits me down.

I hear the sounds of his clothes

now being removed

and left in their own

crumpled pile on the floor.

Gently,

tenderly,

he takes me.

 

 

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It Is Love

It feels good
the flogger across my back
the cane at my feet
your hand against my ass

It is sensation
a warm blush
a crimson heat
sharp welts left as a reminder

It is pain
mixed with pleasure
marked with emotion
ridding me of another hurt

It is you

It is me

It is love


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little nut tree

I had a little nut tree
nothing would it bear
but a drop of precum
dribbling down to there

I found a sexy lady
to take a suck of me
but no more could she get
from my little nut tree

Her mouth was soft and gentle
very wet and hot
as she slipped her painted lips
around my golden cock

I wanted to impress her
give her what she seeked
but nothing more would come
from my little nut tree


Inspired from the original Little Nut Tree

Click below to see how others have corrupted nursery rhymes for this Wicked Wednesday

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Party Girl

trepidation

nervousness

what will she expect

how will I measure up

one hand

lightly over blouse

more, she says

a rub

more firmly

further, she says

unbutton blouse

remove lacey bra

lips on flesh

nipples erect

stiffness in pants

hand on ass

over jeans

further, she says

now between legs

rubbing

further, she says

zipper glides down

jeans fall

revealing more lace

wetness in pants

still sucking nipples

feeling lace

her wetness swelling

keep going, she says

below the lace

a slick smoothness

folds of pink

dripping

begging

take me, she says

one glides in

so warm

inviting

another

she moans

can’t bear it

explosion in pants

I am done

she giggles

I blush

she kisses me

goes back to the party

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