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Trembling hands trekking across
Softly treated skin…
Barely touching here and there
Yet feeling sparks within.
Shallow breathing echoing
Within a tingling ear
Fragrance rising like a mist
And softly fills the air.
Flickered lights from candles
Jump and dance against the walls
Lighting faces unaware
That they are being watched.
Music plays in waves
Crashing up against our shore
Harmonies entangling
Yet, beckoning for more.
Kisses planted, kisses left
Then kisses back for seconds
Kisses searching, Kisses finding
Kissing buried treasure.
Roaming hands, no longer shake
But travel confidently.
Curious what might be found
By searching over and beneath thee.
Bodies spinning, wrestling
Bodies flying high
Dangling and tangling
Both bodies slowly die.
Bodies bang, then bodies jerk
Then bodies hit the floor.
Yet neither body leaves
Until both bodies have some more.
First me, then you
Then you, then me
Then us, then we
Becoming
Then I kiss you, as you taste me
Our minds begin to wonder
What happens in between the lines
Only our minds should ponder.
If dreams can meet between the sheets
Then surely, you will feel me
As I fill you
…and you fill me…
With enough to drive us under.
 
You are not given, but taken
Self confident on the surface
You look beyond breaking.
Yet your longing for ravaging
And complete consumption
Is killing my Cupid
Birthing the Minotaur.
You may fall on bottom, but you rarely submit.
Repenting pretenders who would seek to capture
Pretenders only pretend...only a Master can master
You crave disaster, yet my sweetness persists.
It eats away at you like arsenic.
Revolting and gross in its luster
My bluster beats you back.

I hear your aching to be denied, then forced
Your roar and my growl
Born from the same source
While my surface seems weak,
Soft eyes believe insanity needed to tweak.
You require a strong hand
A dominant man.
Only the few who can tame you impress you.
Yet, the few who impress you
Will own you.
You may fall on bottom, but you rarely submit.
Only few have tamed, most are devoured.
You, Alpha, are not given, but taken.
And I, Master, am stalking my prey.
 
I want you..
Or your more specifically...
Thighs nestled lovingly on both sides of my head
Squeezing slight
Against the side of my head.
Kitten raised slightly
Over my head
Now bring your pussy here, bitch
It's mine.
Tongue jumping wildly
Lust overtaking
Sweet tasting pussy
Raining juices profusely.
Hips grinding deeply
Mouth opened widely
Slick vag gliding over me
Mmmmm.
My face getting drenched
Cock starting to spasm
Hands wrapped around your thighs
Pulling you closer still.
Swallowing all that you have to give me
Feeling your cream as it leaks onto me.
Lips spread obscenely, fingers working your clit
I hear you scream "THAT'S IT"
And then you're losing it.
Tongue thrashing
Attacking
Unabashed quaking and shaking
Slowly the moment passes
Ending with a kiss to your ass.
 
Arms pinned high
Far above your head
Straddling your torso
In the middle of the bed
Slowly your skin flushes from pale to red
I'm imagining, fantasizing again.

Brown skin bending,
Wide eyed closed
Teeth bared, throat growling
Smelling your soul
Weight pressing downward
Nibbling begins
I'm imagining, fantasizing again

Holding you down
As I travel around
Smacking your cunt
As hands slowly calm down
Breathing intensing
Fighting begins
I'm imagining, fantasizing again.

Lips pursed and puckered
Touching each other
Tongues raging and racing
Tasting such flavor
Suction and bucking
Losing control
I'm imagining, fantasizing again.

Spreading out on top of you
Clothing you in my skin
Nipples pressing, urging
Before I slip deep within
Slickness exulting
Sweet refrains as pulses beat
I'm imagining, fantasizing again

Rhythm established
Rocking in tandem of dance
Thrusts meeting happily
Making most of this chance.
Coitus creating chaos
Consummation calls for cumming
I'm imagining, fantasizing again.

Hot jets shooting
Lips sucking it in
Walls spasm and clenching
Moans leaking from skin
Still as death
Then life begins again...
I've been stroking as I'm imagining, fantasizing again.
 
You are not given, but taken
Self confident on the surface
You look beyond breaking.
Yet your longing for ravaging
And complete consumption
Is killing my Cupid
Birthing the Minotaur.
You may fall on bottom, but you rarely submit.
Repenting pretenders who would seek to capture
Pretenders only pretend...only a Master can master
You crave disaster, yet my sweetness persists.
It eats away at you like arsenic.
Revolting and gross in its luster
My bluster beats you back.

I hear your aching to be denied, then forced
Your roar and my growl
Born from the same source
While my surface seems weak,
Soft eyes believe insanity needed to tweak.
You require a strong hand
A dominant man.
Only the few who can tame you impress you.
Yet, the few who impress you
Will own you.
You may fall on bottom, but you rarely submit.
Only few have tamed, most are devoured.
You, Alpha, are not given, but taken.
And I, Master, am stalking my prey.

This. Just....this.
 
Had to catch up on the current writings. Now I’m gonna need a moment to catch my breath.
 
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