A flower so soft and delicate, With petals that hide the prize So worthy to be claimed,With a scent, mesmerisingly sweetAnd as captivating to my sensesAs a honeysuckle or a rose That tickles the tastebudsWhen drawn forth from deep withinThe soft velvety love canalOf rivers,...

I Love Us

"I love every "us" there is."

I love us.Don't you just love us, too?All the ways we are.The open us,the playful us,the happy us, and sad us.Most especially of allthe secret us.The us that no one knows,just we two.Only we two,our secret us,that no one needs to understand,no one needs...

O, Ejaculate In Me

"Sometimes a woman of a certain social stature knows exactly what she wants..."

Ejaculate in me, my love,I open my womb for thee,Fingering flicks or pussy licks,‘Tis not our destiny,Ovulation has come, my love.Ejaculate in me.O, initiate me, my love,Redeem my biology,Press in quick, inside my slit,Thrust rigorously.Fertility has come, my love,Ejaculate in...

Game of the Year

"Game-day was finally here! This one would be the biggest Game of the Year."

"The Game of the Year" Pre-Game Hype:We had been waiting for this day since it was on the schedule.Filled with yearning and emotion although we tried to keep it cordial.The excitement of facing the best with the skills of a super...

Too Far Apart

"The need to be closer..."

She here, he there, victims ofgremlin mists that hidetheir bodies from each other.lust and longing,are mysteries drivenby a witch’s curseon their heated minds.aching, willing breasts,seen, but vaguelythrough a steamy veil.that shades too, the tumescentpromise of rampant shaftor drizzling nectar ofwilling,...

The Blue Swallow of Lust

"OH,,, the memories we left"

Way back in "92We were always hornyAnd sexually blue Our hormones flowed.My pussy was on fire.Raged by craving need,Hot sex and pure desire.I never begged for seed,It was always there.Your big beautiful cock,Always mine to worship, Suck, fuck and breed.With red hotlips of fire,I was your little dirty girl, Forever in need,With flaming desire. On that very important day,We...

Maybe it was not for usto sit at the porch,nursing our drinks,watching the sunset...Maybe it was not for us to get a tray with coffee,marmalade, and toastin the early mornings,maybe it was not for usto fight over the paper,maybe it was...

My eyes hoard tears.First, from pride,Afraid to be weakUnder the Power.Now, my tear hoardHolds its treasureFor the Power’s pleasure. The paddle cracksLike thunder.The Power’s pleasureIs my pain.My tears will come,The Power’s glory,But an easy tearMocks the Power.An honest tearCelebrates mySuffering. The paddle’s...