"February bought a painting of a fertility God, but got a lot more than she bargained for."
February bought the painting on a Monday. On Tuesday she wondered whether it was suffering from moisture damage, and made a note to take it back to the painter for tips. On Wednesday she realized that she was dealing with...
"The night of ecstasy I planned for my lover became my night of passion."
After my lover and I erupted together in a state of pure lust, I felt him collapse on top of me. His breathing was hard and deep, which seemed to match mine in rhythm. My ass and clit were on...
"Which love is worth risking?"
The searing hot rushof our first touch burns,branding us hypocrites. The defiant wings of arrogance caress our feeble hearts. Our stolen weakness;soft kisses upon moist, dewy skinbecome lustful agony. I will meet you for ourdeceitful desecration. Blistering heatborn of the...
"love can be illusion, or a sweet intoxication"
Chaos consumes us - eats away our sin,With love and passion comes the severest pain,The type where someone is always going to get hurt.The tide is going to pull you inPush you close to drowning,And fling you to the edge...
My soul forever etched the night we metthe two of us entwined as oneNaked in Mississippi moonlightto this day, the forefront of my thoughts One of those instants in time I would sell my soul to return I can clearly see...
"A night of passion"
My love how was your day? You say it was all right. I want to play. Let’s have sex tonight. We both undress, And share a sweet kiss.Let’s relieve all our stress, Enjoy some sexual bliss. We lay down on...
"A fantasy about introducing a lover to anal sex..."
I’m sitting here fantasizing about what I want to do to you, everything I want to do to you. I’m picturing you and I in the bathtub. The water is warm, the room is steamy, and you’re in my lap....
"Love vs Lust"
Early dawn of love, becomes lust’s fire, she’ll burn you with sweet desire.Eternal promise of faithful love betrayed by scandalous ire. Passion’s seed grows on a lustful vine, nurtured by unsated need. Promised love may easily perish in embers of...
"What makes her worth it, what makes me not"
Is it the way she bucks and arches her back when she's reached her peak, Is it more satisfying than the moan of your name coming from me What makes her worth it, What makes me not? Is it the...
Kneeling at the altar,worship at the truest form,as I take her in, my Astarte, my goddess, my flame.Love filled eyes, heart beating fast,I cannot seem to tear myself away.Hours pass, and still my head lays bowed.Her smile melts me, taking...
