BMF Hang Suite Revival

[Trekka]

dance slowly across the kitchen floor
in these arms, think no more
as the sounds of soul own the air
like doves released let go your care

the boiling pots the oven pans
the strong gentleness of your lover’s hands
all the world can melt away
leave the clamor for another day

dance slowly across the kitchen floor
now let you satisfaction soar
sweetly, softly swaying together
the dinner preempted by the pleasure

the touch, the strength,
the guidance, the will
the need that’s escaped you
returned and filled

...This one.

 

[parker77]

...This one.

it’s nice to know when someone enjoys. even though there may be a bit of snake oil in my words.

 

[Trekka]

it’s nice to know when someone enjoys. even though there may be a bit of snake oil in my words.

my best friend and i call that snake charming...
it's not not charming

a little well lubricated verbiage seems pretty harmless right now. be it serpentine in nature or no.

 

[parker77]

my best friend and i call that snake charming...
it's not not charming

a little well lubricated verbiage seems pretty harmless right now. be it serpentine in nature or no.

typically, my intent in writing isn’t serpentine, but to move or enliven emotion. that you’ve enjoyed it is enough for me.

 

[Pervy_Sage]

somebody’s been busy with some exciting words! thanks, PS, for your contributions and compliments!

I really can’t NOT get involved. I’ll do my best to not post too often.

 

[Suz_anne]

*hardcore thread lurker*

 

[Pervy_Sage]

*hardcore thread lurker*

Hellooooo Suz....

 

[Pervy_Sage]

Who’s writing?

 

[Suz_anne]

I don't write - I'm terrible with the prose.

But I read. Big words, too.

 

[Pervy_Sage]

I don't write - I'm terrible with the prose.

But I read. Big words, too.

I don’t wanna monopolize the thread. Parker knows how it is when I really get going. Lol. Your knowledge of big words is a turn on.

 

[parker77]

i’ll have a bite of biscuit baby
take it from your pan
sweet salty savory flavor
with butter and jam

turn and look my way darling
eyes still half awake
tell ya i wanna nother bite
of that mornin cake

i’ll mix you like batch of dough
smack you till you’re tender
put you on my biscuit pan
give ya something to remember

kneed you like you need it baby
roll you out all pretty
put you in my hot oven
heat ya till you’re ready

when the bakin time is done
you’re all warm and wantin
i’ll have another bite of biscuit
won’t be soon forgotten

then you’ll yearn for biscuit time
each and every sunrise
and i’ll have your biscuits baby
till we’re satisfied

 

[Pervy_Sage]

Anybody still here?

 

[Corbal]

Pages and pages of this mess in my office.... maybe one day it will all go into a book.


Resting on my knees, I inhale deeply, filling the space between us with more than just my quickened heart rate. Erratic beats tap against my chest, rattling my ribcage, forcing my thighs to quiver as a single bead of sweat slips down my deeply arched spine. Nude, on all fours, my form mirroring a ravenous bitch in heat, I wait for you.

Darkness envelopes my body, the only light, yellow ambient, hanging high from steel rafters, casting a halo above your dark crown. Shadows dance across your flesh, illuminating the very object of my desire, golden honey flesh cast over hard muscle and sinew.

Perfection.

Gooseflesh flourishes over your heavy thigh as strong fingers curl into my pale hair connecting with my scalp, urging my crimson stained lips to heat your chilled flesh. Teasing with a soft kiss, I hesitate, curling my lips into a smile against your skin. A deep groan fills your chest in warning but I feel your control slipping and we’ve only just begun.

Daring on the edge of desire, I bite softly into your muscle, release, then move higher, licking trails of wet heat up and over your hip bone then reluctantly pull away. Surveying the man, my eyes greedily absorb the beauty before me.

Hard, hot and demanding.

Frustrated by my sudden reprieve, both of your hands knot into my long hair, fisting tightly into a firm pull.

I’ve never been a good girl.

Despite the rules I know all too well, I jerk in your grasp, defying your silent demands to smother the slithering bitch rooted within me. Darkened lashes blink away to reveal my viridian eyes, bright and pretty, shining like emeralds in the black of night. I have never been so alluring; mock fear in my eyes and pretty mouth coaxing you to speak. I stare into the darkness that masks the features I so desperately seek.

As breath escapes my lips, the heat of your mouth swallows the words on my tongue, obliterating my thoughts and coaxing a moan to rise to the surface. Eager and dominant in your exploration of my sinful mouth, I submit, if only for a moment and lose myself to giving. My lithe body pushes flush to your own, soft and pale against hard and dark, our bodies a deep contrast, dominant to submissive… male to female.

Fingernails score the flesh of your spine, carving roughly into your hips expressing my need. The heavy beat of your heart pulses against my lips as I caress your neck, biting roughly into your clavicle and circling back again.

Thick and strong, I feel you grow against my body while your hands explore the heft of my ass and thighs. Pushing and pulling against my hip, you grip painfully hard, palming my ass before slapping it with brut force. A hiss of pain escapes my lips, a contradiction to my body’s reaction, arching into you, pushing my ass out for another.

I will not be denied.

Turning in your arms, my ass sweeps across your aching cock as you fist my hair. I speak, a soft, almost whispered request, “Please… may I have another.”

Maybe I am a good girl.

Rewarded with another connection of your hand, I cannot control my desire. Breath flees from my lungs when your lips connect to my spine, over my gracious hips and down the backs of my thighs. Fingers burn trails of heat across my skin, over my thighs, knees, down my shins and up again over my calves.

Climbing high only to dip low, I feel you everywhere, no part of me left untouched.

Almost.

One finger, then two, your gaze weighing heavily on me; my own focused on the space between us. I watch you disappear into the depths of my wet heat, a primal groan building in your chest, quickly falling from your mouth when you can go no further. Sheathed in perfection, tight and hot, you push painfully deeper, my pretty head of hair is all the leverage you need.

Bare flesh, battered and bruised, we fuck like animals on all fours, my pretty face pressed to the filthy floor. Desperation unable to hold me back, like a pleading whore, I speak between gasping breaths and beg for more. Drenched in my cum, and covered in a sheen of my sweat, I taste you, licking from the ball of your foot to the crevice of your lean throat.

I should stop there but we both know I won’t.

 

[Pervy_Sage]

Pages and pages of this mess in my office.... maybe one day it will all go into a book.


Resting on my knees, I inhale deeply, filling the space between us with more than just my quickened heart rate. Erratic beats tap against my chest, rattling my ribcage, forcing my thighs to quiver as a single bead of sweat slips down my deeply arched spine. Nude, on all fours, my form mirroring a ravenous bitch in heat, I wait for you.

Darkness envelopes my body, the only light, yellow ambient, hanging high from steel rafters, casting a halo above your dark crown. Shadows dance across your flesh, illuminating the very object of my desire, golden honey flesh cast over hard muscle and sinew.

Perfection.

Gooseflesh flourishes over your heavy thigh as strong fingers curl into my pale hair connecting with my scalp, urging my crimson stained lips to heat your chilled flesh. Teasing with a soft kiss, I hesitate, curling my lips into a smile against your skin. A deep groan fills your chest in warning but I feel your control slipping and we’ve only just begun.

Daring on the edge of desire, I bite softly into your muscle, release, then move higher, licking trails of wet heat up and over your hip bone then reluctantly pull away. Surveying the man, my eyes greedily absorb the beauty before me.

Hard, hot and demanding.

Frustrated by my sudden reprieve, both of your hands knot into my long hair, fisting tightly into a firm pull.

I’ve never been a good girl.

Despite the rules I know all too well, I jerk in your grasp, defying your silent demands to smother the slithering bitch rooted within me. Darkened lashes blink away to reveal my viridian eyes, bright and pretty, shining like emeralds in the black of night. I have never been so alluring; mock fear in my eyes and pretty mouth coaxing you to speak. I stare into the darkness that masks the features I so desperately seek.

As breath escapes my lips, the heat of your mouth swallows the words on my tongue, obliterating my thoughts and coaxing a moan to rise to the surface. Eager and dominant in your exploration of my sinful mouth, I submit, if only for a moment and lose myself to giving. My lithe body pushes flush to your own, soft and pale against hard and dark, our bodies a deep contrast, dominant to submissive… male to female.

Fingernails score the flesh of your spine, carving roughly into your hips expressing my need. The heavy beat of your heart pulses against my lips as I caress your neck, biting roughly into your clavicle and circling back again.

Thick and strong, I feel you grow against my body while your hands explore the heft of my ass and thighs. Pushing and pulling against my hip, you grip painfully hard, palming my ass before slapping it with brut force. A hiss of pain escapes my lips, a contradiction to my body’s reaction, arching into you, pushing my ass out for another.

I will not be denied.

Turning in your arms, my ass sweeps across your aching cock as you fist my hair. I speak, a soft, almost whispered request, “Please… may I have another.”

Maybe I am a good girl.

Rewarded with another connection of your hand, I cannot control my desire. Breath flees from my lungs when your lips connect to my spine, over my gracious hips and down the backs of my thighs. Fingers burn trails of heat across my skin, over my thighs, knees, down my shins and up again over my calves.

Climbing high only to dip low, I feel you everywhere, no part of me left untouched.

Almost.

One finger, then two, your gaze weighing heavily on me; my own focused on the space between us. I watch you disappear into the depths of my wet heat, a primal groan building in your chest, quickly falling from your mouth when you can go no further. Sheathed in perfection, tight and hot, you push painfully deeper, my pretty head of hair is all the leverage you need.

Bare flesh, battered and bruised, we fuck like animals on all fours, my pretty face pressed to the filthy floor. Desperation unable to hold me back, like a pleading whore, I speak between gasping breaths and beg for more. Drenched in my cum, and covered in a sheen of my sweat, I taste you, licking from the ball of your foot to the crevice of your lean throat.

I should stop there but we both know I won’t.

I’ve missed reading what comes out of your head. This is good!!

 

[parker77]

and so it is
peace is found
in ruins of
the battleground
owning means
i will be
taking care of her
more than me
the shrills and chills
of the struggle
the end result
worth the trouble
i need to own her
but not for me
i need to give her
what she needs
let her be the slut
my body desires
that satisfies
what she requires
to feel all of herself
the changing tides
washing up the emotions
that churn inside
take her through the process
with deft hands
remove all uncertainty
with perfected commands
romance is born
from such inspiration
giving all
with no hesitation
in the moonlight
under the stars she admires
in the aftermath
of lurid desires
drained and peaceful
calm and secure
arms wrapped round her tightly
sacred amour
whisper softly
let her see
nothing to worry
no anxiety
this tranquility
i give her so
her true worth
she will know
and all the seas
and their ranging storms
and all life’s threats
in all its forms
and every fear
every uncertainty
will never compromise
this surety

 

[Corbal]

Love it, P. Very nice.

 

[parker77]

Love it, P. Very nice.

thank you. it's pretty mild. kinda been my mood of late. you know, when all around you is a parade of crazy, just chill and let it pass you by.

 

[Pervy_Sage]

and so it is
peace is found
in ruins of
the battleground
owning means
i will be
taking care of her
more than me
the shrills and chills
of the struggle
the end result
worth the trouble
i need to own her
but not for me
i need to give her
what she needs
let her be the slut
my body desires
that satisfies
what she requires
to feel all of herself
the changing tides
washing up the emotions
that churn inside
take her through the process
with deft hands
remove all uncertainty
with perfected commands
romance is born
from such inspiration
giving all
with no hesitation
in the moonlight
under the stars she admires
in the aftermath
of lurid desires
drained and peaceful
calm and secure
arms wrapped round her tightly
sacred amour
whisper softly
let her see
nothing to worry
no anxiety
this tranquility
i give her so
her true worth
she will know
and all the seas
and their ranging storms
and all life’s threats
in all its forms
and every fear
every uncertainty
will never compromise
this surety

Well done, P!

 

[Pervy_Sage]

Love it, P. Very nice.

Hey lady!

 

[Orchidea73]

Because for some reason...

 

[parker77]

rebellion’s heat has engulfed you
the flames growing higher
you’ve brought the tinder
here I am as ignitor

you offered the vessel
for my frustrations to be sent
all the while it’s you
in need of treatment

when wrists and ankles
are all properly bound
when you’re on the mat
and lying facing down

the hand is instrument
a skillfully played device
enough speed, enough power
to correctly wreck your life

quick strikes pepper and sting
intensity slows builds
powerful swings take over
feeling the pain and the thrills

you can think of nothing else
oh God will it end
no don’t let it, you know that
you can stand to give in

when a sweet drop
leaks from your eye
the sanctifying surrender
couldn’t be held back, don’t try

to be kissed away
lips brushed across your face
mind clutter dissolved
body hungry for a taste

your spirit released
single consciousness of mind
your demons exorcised
by these demons of mine

on your back beside me
still bound by the ties
the same hand that stung you
moves to satisfy

one, then two
then three inside
the motions they make
you whimper and sigh

now show, dirty girl
just how you can
lose yourself with me
simply riding my hand

no stopping, just gasping
wear yourself out
release upon release
lost in pleasure without doubt

all the while feel beside you
what this is doing to me
burning fire, stoking desire
growing large as it can be

you’ll want it, want to worship it
soon your chance will arrive
tightly pinned in my clutches
we couldn’t feel more alive

then my darling fuck toy
i will let you see
just what your demons
have released in me

 

[parker77]

tell me the story
tell it to me twice
curves and skin
smooth as sin
makes me feel so nice

she leaves for minute
returns with desire
i think of her swaying
beneath me she’s staying
burn a little in my desire

pressed against me closely
each other we barely know
the heat of her breath
and from between her legs
coaxes me to grow

so full and so demanding
it’s a need i must fulfill
her eyes say come on
play me like your favorite song
make my cries go shrill

call out as i enjoy
be my favorite toy
roll beneath my dance
get lost in a trance

know my imperfections
and my perfection too
get lost in my control
my work you want to know
till i shatter like glass in you

the reprieve will be short
the repeat will by long
slow is the rapture
continuous while i capture
your release, so right so wrong

don’t move a single muscle
except for those inside
hold to me closely
lost in the ecstasy
we’ll never end this ride

 

[NastyNyx]

tell me the story
tell it to me twice
curves and skin
smooth as sin
makes me feel so nice

she leaves for minute
returns with desire
i think of her swaying
beneath me she’s staying
burn a little in my desire

pressed against me closely
each other we barely know
the heat of her breath
and from between her legs
coaxes me to grow

so full and so demanding
it’s a need i must fulfill
her eyes say come on
play me like your favorite song
make my cries go shrill

call out as i enjoy
be my favorite toy
roll beneath my dance
get lost in a trance

know my imperfections
and my perfection too
get lost in my control
my work you want to know
till i shatter like glass in you

the reprieve will be short
the repeat will by long
slow is the rapture
continuous while i capture
your release, so right so wrong

don’t move a single muscle
except for those inside
hold to me closely
lost in the ecstasy
we’ll never end this ride

I'm suddenly feeling very flushed....beautiful

 

[NastyNyx]

rebellion’s heat has engulfed you
the flames growing higher
you’ve brought the tinder
here I am as ignitor

you offered the vessel
for my frustrations to be sent
all the while it’s you
in need of treatment

when wrists and ankles
are all properly bound
when you’re on the mat
and lying facing down

the hand is instrument
a skillfully played device
enough speed, enough power
to correctly wreck your life

quick strikes pepper and sting
intensity slows builds
powerful swings take over
feeling the pain and the thrills

you can think of nothing else
oh God will it end
no don’t let it, you know that
you can stand to give in

when a sweet drop
leaks from your eye
the sanctifying surrender
couldn’t be held back, don’t try

to be kissed away
lips brushed across your face
mind clutter dissolved
body hungry for a taste

your spirit released
single consciousness of mind
your demons exorcised
by these demons of mine

on your back beside me
still bound by the ties
the same hand that stung you
moves to satisfy

one, then two
then three inside
the motions they make
you whimper and sigh

now show, dirty girl
just how you can
lose yourself with me
simply riding my hand

no stopping, just gasping
wear yourself out
release upon release
lost in pleasure without doubt

all the while feel beside you
what this is doing to me
burning fire, stoking desire
growing large as it can be

you’ll want it, want to worship it
soon your chance will arrive
tightly pinned in my clutches
we couldn’t feel more alive

then my darling fuck toy
i will let you see
just what your demons
have released in me

I might get lost in here.

 

[parker77]

I might get lost in here.

sometimes losing is as satisfying as winning.