I crave a loverthat understands the passion that firesbeneath the surface of my skin,from the trace ofa single finger carrying emotion.I crave something real in this world of fantasy;I need hands, lips, eyes that can offer peace and stillnessto my...
cravings
On My Tongue
"This brings me joy always."
My mouth waters each time I think of you.As I lick your hardness, the cold quality finds a quaint dalliance with the warmth of my mouth. It melts with the heat of my skillful tongue, reminiscent of blissful memories, making...
Of Burritos and Tacos
"Is it real food that she wants?"
Awakened peckish at dawn, I was surprised to crave Tex-Mex food even if I haven't tried it. My Mexican and Texan new roommates heard me muttering to myself in the hallway to the kitchen."We have two burritos left." I presumed...
Winsome woman, herinnocent, delicate flesh,cherry blossoms white.Exposing channel,fingers dance along the edge,wet and delicious.The forbidden fruit,feeds their cravings and lust,she whispers, "don't stop."His root taking hold,now weeping with desire, sowing fertile flames.Milk of the poppy,euphoria, connected,kindling their afterglow.Casted shadows, thecloaked...
Tease Me Taste Me
"Lovers tease each other as their passions grow"
Hands trace sinuously over luscious curves.Moving down her sides, drifting to cup each full, proud, naked breast.Offering them.Blue eyes widen, as her fingers gently pinch and tease each aroused nipple.Groaning, she seductively licks red lips, her green eyes watch my...
Lovers Tryst
"Two lovers sensual passion heats up"
 Tongues tease, lips parted, scent arouses, sweet heavenly nectar as bliss hits.His rampant desire parting her wet folds, filling her slowly, seductively, achingly. Groaning together, she claws his back, steely rod impaling her deeply.Her hot core filled relentlessly with his...
Morning Delights
"Lana gets lost in her desires for Evan as they savor their cravings."
Lana woke from her dreamy slumber feeling content and happy. She smiled and thought of Evan, dreaming of what his presence does to her. The lyrics of Kirsty MacColl's "Head" drifted through her mind as she wiggled her body in...
All I Desire
"While he is away, I finish the poems I wrote for him. Hurry back.., it's gettin crazy :)-"
My skin craves the touch that burns My voice cries out his name He has found my depth He has staked his claim My soul he has uncovered My surface has been shed Treasures locked deep within He is keeper...