I didn’t close the curtains. It had got dark and I still didn’t close them. On the third floor of … More
I don’t know what came over me… … when I went out dressed as normal planning for nothing more than … More
make me standin front of youmake me stripjust as you choose, make me pulleach button freeand let my shirtfall openly, … More
This was the day when I properly realised how much I love surrendering to women as much as I do … More
Rising out of a dream I opened my eyes, the passage of sleep was still slow to disperse so I … More
Once again I will confess to being perhaps a little bit tipsy. Not actually drunk because I simply can’t drink … More
erotica in verse, a poem of sexual stirrings and submission…
do you mind that I’ve been with other mendoes it bother you at alldoes it make me lessthan what you … More
another erotic poem from my explorations into my darker sexual side….
I was pulled to the edge of the bed before I fully realised how far this was going……. I was … More
It was a hot day, which is an understatement. It felt like melting. Far, far too hot and I needed … More
an awakening poem of desire and opening…….
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…
I’m feeling you rise
pray for the moment
your fire imbibed
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….