cause effect

another erotic poem from my explorations into my darker sexual side….

best behaviour, not

It was a hot day, which is an understatement. It felt like melting. Far, far too hot and I needed … More

skin

an awakening poem of desire and opening…….

an insane moment of release

Moving careless across More skin to touch and claim for his fingers and eyes as every inch of my body was telling me to go with it…

sometimes…

I’m being watched, eyes drinking in every moment and move that I make and I shiver, the thrill, the rush to be overcome, breath seeming distant as though not my own.

come~

I’m feeling you rise
pray for the moment
your fire imbibed
I beg…..

(un)expected

I found my breath against my chest and tummy in and out of my lungs deeply feeding on the air between us his hands now gripping my hips firmly: now small, tight up and down movements his hands discovering thoroughly my outer garments….

strip me

strip me, touch me, feel me, desire manifested in a poem……….

bareback #1

dare to bare: overexposure (part 5)

Her hands went off my legs and began unbuttoning the rest of my dress which I watched almost hypnotised for a few seconds, almost disbelieving what I was seeing….

dare to bare: party tricks (part 4)

Her fingers carelessly brushed across my cleavage and said she’d like to see my bra and promptly shifted the other side of my dress open exposing both of my breasts held within the soft green and lace……

dare to bare: less is more (part 3)

this interminable rush to the surface that tightened and tempted each sinew and muscle, each cell of my skin, the lines of my intimate curves…

dare to bare: I did so (part 2)

one arm draped over my head and my skirt hesitantly hitched even further up my thigh I did what he asked….