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Erotica Done Right 18+!!!
Wh1skeySwagger said: Sky ....
*sighs*
We need her back, We definitely need her back
I am glad you enjoyed this piece AP, Next will be either Floki the boat builder or King Ragnar Lothbrook
I go through phases of sketch or scribe, but rarely do both happen at the same time.
Least you have both for outlets . I draw with the finese of a 2 yr old
AspergerPoet56 said:
Least you have both for outlets . I draw with the finese of a 2 yr old
Used to be the same Way, but it was something I always wanted to do, it took patience and time and a lot of hideous pieces of work lol, but eventually worked through it and into a style that challenges but I am comfortable with. Writing on the other hand is new for me (other than writing songs in the early 90’s and late 80’s), and although I do very much enjoy it I still find myself sketching more than scribing.
However you are correct about it being nice having two outlets, although writing tends to free more emotion than sketching, for me the end result is keeping my hands and mind busy, seems the busier I keep those two, the easier it is to keep my demons locked up in their boxes and my lips off the whiskey bottle which is a plus in my book.
I have probably said to much already so Ima shoosh now.
Least you have both for outlets . I draw with the finese of a 2 yr old
Used to be the same Way, but it was something I always wanted to do, it took patience and time and a lot of hideous pieces of work lol, but eventually worked through it and into a style that challenges but I am comfortable with. Writing on the other hand is new for me (other than writing songs in the early 90’s and late 80’s), and although I do very much enjoy it I still find myself sketching more than scribing.
However you are correct about it being nice having two outlets, although writing tends to free more emotion than sketching, for me the end result is keeping my hands and mind busy, seems the busier I keep those two, the easier it is to keep my demons locked up in their boxes and my lips off the whiskey bottle which is a plus in my book.
I have probably said to much already so Ima shoosh now.
Wh1skeySwagger said:
Used to be the same Way, but it was something I always wanted to do, it took patience and time and a lot of hideous pieces of work lol, but eventually worked through it and into a style that challenges but I am comfortable with. Writing on the other hand is new for me (other than writing songs in the early 90’s and late 80’s), and although I do very much enjoy it I still find myself sketching more than scribing.
However you are correct about it being nice having two outlets, although writing tends to free more emotion than sketching, for me the end result is keeping my hands and mind busy, seems the busier I keep those two, the easier it is to keep my demons locked up in their boxes and my lips off the whiskey bottle which is a plus in my book.
I have probably said to much already so Ima shoosh now.
Well understand about saying to much . I find i dont really say enough lol
Used to be the same Way, but it was something I always wanted to do, it took patience and time and a lot of hideous pieces of work lol, but eventually worked through it and into a style that challenges but I am comfortable with. Writing on the other hand is new for me (other than writing songs in the early 90’s and late 80’s), and although I do very much enjoy it I still find myself sketching more than scribing.
However you are correct about it being nice having two outlets, although writing tends to free more emotion than sketching, for me the end result is keeping my hands and mind busy, seems the busier I keep those two, the easier it is to keep my demons locked up in their boxes and my lips off the whiskey bottle which is a plus in my book.
I have probably said to much already so Ima shoosh now.
Well understand about saying to much . I find i dont really say enough lol
Cumming
I love it when you're dominate and take control in the the bedroom. That's how I need you to be when I share you with her. While I'm rubbing her body and kissing her holes with my tongue, I want you to fuck me like I'm a born again nun. While you are fucking me spread my cheeks and insert a finger that always makes me weak. Stroke harder and deeper as I start to lick her pussy, when I look back at you choke me and call me your freaky bitch. Your temperature rise a little as you prepare to enter her, to your surprise you look down and see me still eating her. Double simulation for our little sex toy. As you stroke I lick making her scream for more and cum harder. This only hightens the mood, she gets up so we both can stimulate you. I'm sucking your dick she licking your balls. Now things are really getting steamy and hot. She sits on your dick and starts to ride, while i stand behind her watching her pussy glide up and down. You tell me to sit on your face so that all hands are on deck As i ride your face she leans forward to help you out. I'm on a sex high, almost ready to reach that mighty climax. She gets off of you and spreads my legs as you enter so she can go down and lick my clitoris. You go deep and she keeps sucking, from my pussy to your dick this girl isn't joking. You speed up the stroke she starts to choke. A sound that leaves both of us smiling and cumming.
I love it when you're dominate and take control in the the bedroom. That's how I need you to be when I share you with her. While I'm rubbing her body and kissing her holes with my tongue, I want you to fuck me like I'm a born again nun. While you are fucking me spread my cheeks and insert a finger that always makes me weak. Stroke harder and deeper as I start to lick her pussy, when I look back at you choke me and call me your freaky bitch. Your temperature rise a little as you prepare to enter her, to your surprise you look down and see me still eating her. Double simulation for our little sex toy. As you stroke I lick making her scream for more and cum harder. This only hightens the mood, she gets up so we both can stimulate you. I'm sucking your dick she licking your balls. Now things are really getting steamy and hot. She sits on your dick and starts to ride, while i stand behind her watching her pussy glide up and down. You tell me to sit on your face so that all hands are on deck As i ride your face she leans forward to help you out. I'm on a sex high, almost ready to reach that mighty climax. She gets off of you and spreads my legs as you enter so she can go down and lick my clitoris. You go deep and she keeps sucking, from my pussy to your dick this girl isn't joking. You speed up the stroke she starts to choke. A sound that leaves both of us smiling and cumming.
Give In To Me
Give in to me
Not a simple request
Submission never is
Want to dominate your fire
Not smother it
It’s those dark desires I want
The ones your scared to ignite
A feeling that feeds your dreams
Behind cold eyes
There’s a different kind of woman
Give in to me
Not to take your self respect
Release that dark beast
Wild untamed
This is an instinctual game
Draw you in to other shades
Passion, lust is never truly black and white
Don’t have to understand it
This is control of the sexual kind
Not of the spirit
Not a simple request
Submission never is
Want to dominate your fire
Not smother it
It’s those dark desires I want
The ones your scared to ignite
A feeling that feeds your dreams
Behind cold eyes
There’s a different kind of woman
Give in to me
Not to take your self respect
Release that dark beast
Wild untamed
This is an instinctual game
Draw you in to other shades
Passion, lust is never truly black and white
Don’t have to understand it
This is control of the sexual kind
Not of the spirit
Written by AspergerPoet56
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In The Night
In the night
The velvet darkness surrounds
Innocence is for the day
When the sun goes down
Here imagination comes alive
Bodies cling to the heat
With emotions bursting through
Eyes mesmerisingly locked
Skin beautifully entangled
In the fire that’s created
Passions tender building slowly
Sensuous touches seducing
Shameless kisses all over
Tracing a path to paradise
Mouths quenching on the need
Inside true intimacy
Souls bared in the most desired way
It’s a slow dance without music
Hearts take the lead
Finding heavens core.
The velvet darkness surrounds
Innocence is for the day
When the sun goes down
Here imagination comes alive
Bodies cling to the heat
With emotions bursting through
Eyes mesmerisingly locked
Skin beautifully entangled
In the fire that’s created
Passions tender building slowly
Sensuous touches seducing
Shameless kisses all over
Tracing a path to paradise
Mouths quenching on the need
Inside true intimacy
Souls bared in the most desired way
It’s a slow dance without music
Hearts take the lead
Finding heavens core.
Written by AspergerPoet56
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AspergerPoet56 said:
Least you have both for outlets . I draw with the finese of a 2 yr old
I find for myself , I write poetry , I carve antler ,
I write and teach about Code and the multiverse ,
I dance , I teach chanting , I awaken my soul and
others ( and I lovingly and supportively correct
spelling , such as "finese" , is actually spelled as
considered to be correct : "finesse"...)...just a few
of my talents , and in my mind , necessities of life...
If I can not perform at least ( yet most importantly )
five things , proficiently , I am not living , I am dying...
Least you have both for outlets . I draw with the finese of a 2 yr old
I find for myself , I write poetry , I carve antler ,
I write and teach about Code and the multiverse ,
I dance , I teach chanting , I awaken my soul and
others ( and I lovingly and supportively correct
spelling , such as "finese" , is actually spelled as
considered to be correct : "finesse"...)...just a few
of my talents , and in my mind , necessities of life...
If I can not perform at least ( yet most importantly )
five things , proficiently , I am not living , I am dying...
With Desire
Trembling with desire
Feelings are eating me alive
Heart beating like a hammer
Senses rushing like a runaway train
Electricity flowing through my veins
I drift fade into fantasies
Flashbacks of erotic feelings
Fire is burning hot inside me
Want more and more
Need this more than ever
Tracing the whispers
The words talk to my soul
They are alive
Am I ever going to be enough
To satisfy the burning
So close to the unknown
I can feel the want rising
Taking control of my mind
The silence is broken by gasps
My body trembling
Written by AspergerPoet56
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With Desire
Trembling with desire
Feelings are eating me alive
Heart beating like a hammer
Senses rushing like a runaway train
Electricity flowing through my veins
I drift fade into fantasies
Flashbacks of erotic feelings
Fire is burning hot inside me
Want more and more
Need this more than ever
Tracing the whispers
The words talk to my soul
They are alive
Am I ever going to be enough
To satisfy the burning
So close to the unknown
I can feel the want rising
Taking control of my mind
The silence is broken by gasps
My body trembling
Written by AspergerPoet56
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That Moment (Part 1)
Face flushing, warm,red
Breath trembling, shaft pulsing
Emotions explode
Breath trembling, shaft pulsing
Emotions explode
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That Moment (Part 2)
Tense Guttural Growls
Silky wet warmth deep inside
euphoric feelings
Silky wet warmth deep inside
euphoric feelings
Written by Wh1skeySwagger
(Swagger)
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Correction Time
Trembling slightly bent over my knee
my hand cracking against her skin
warm, red, stinging, flinching, nerves humming
my hand cracking against her skin
warm, red, stinging, flinching, nerves humming
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