The Erotic Underground 18+ Only

Fuck you Later
The sweetest known compliment  
I never understood what the beautiful sentiment really meant  
Tender emotions from its caress I felt  
Honey dripping words to envelop my soul made my body softly melt  
  
Fuck You Later  
Tongues speaking, drawing my Chi to the brink of insanity  
The heightened pleasure only for me  
The sun has set    
Lost amore has been dealt  
   
Fuck You Later  
Eyes closed to the illusion of a fading dawn  
My heart’s trepidation singing a misguided song  
Where is the divided cosmic part of me  
The smile, the laughter, the man who defined my creed  
   
Fuck You Later  
Fed me rapture, ecstasy, my carnal needs  
On my back,  legs open, dildo humming to the highest powers that be  
Mmm what a climaxing tease  
Inspirational spiritual magnifications, mental cleansing to please  
The world evolves, living on air, yet I can’t breathe  
   
Fuck You Later  
Oh God, tossed in the wind of desires so many times  
Intoxicating soothing voice, smooth as fine wine  
Could only be ordained by God’s initial designs  
Faint sweet whispers in my ear  
Darling, my dear  
   
Fuck you later  
Passion and lust beyond the stars of a beautiful infinity of such  
The only man who I must admit captured so much  
Two lovers in exile, two different directions  
Blind faith of its detection  
Fuck you later  

Mm, its time for a Fifty Shades of Grey Moment
Mind, body, heart, and soul, gratification of its true components
 
I hurry to disrobe
Moments such as this happens around the globe
In the bed alone as I lay
Did I say
A woman’s private toy of pleasure
Silent moans of release from its measure
Hand to vibrator stroking private parts
Cone shaped dome humming away in the dark
Duel, high powered, my body gyrating under a slow intensity
A breast cuddled, one hand worshiping my secret garden without mental density
 
Climax on the way
A beautiful alone time to play
And today is my birthday
I woke up like this
And yes, I’m a Miss.
Man, at work so he can’t taste or hit this
What’s a girl to do
To drive away my Horney blues
 
I lay upon my silken sheets
Reaching in my image archive to cerebrally meet
A man of my imagination to carry me over a euphoric throne
My vibrator is always determined to make me moan  
Its duty and passion is to make me cum
My private time being thrilled, desires of the mind to be won
 
Caressing the hilt twirling it around
As I’m inching it slowly down
 
Playing hide and seek
Moving my toy faster to the melody of my erotic body tweaks
From the heightening pleasure
Self-pleasing my hidden sunken treasure
Pre-climatic juices begin to join the game
This moment in time has no name
 
Wait, maybe a Fifty Shades of Grey Moment Elation
A soft calling for female masturbation  
 
Silken passage the tip as I glide
No man needed once the helmet is inside
Back arched in grace, Oh God this feels so good
Does this act question my womanly sainthood
Men reading this concept think the act is misunderstood
 
Overactive
It’s never abstractive
Don’t have to shake my hips or even be attractive
I love you men with all I have
Sexual power under my hand is like soothing salve
See I’m finished
Mental image has completely diminished
Wet between thighs better than day dreaming
For a moment yes, it was uplifting and quite steamy
 
The low speed brings my trembling body back down to earth
I feel at one, a soulful rebirth
I place my vibrator away for other lonely times
When no one else is around
No aftermath sounds
The beauty in its humming
As my vibrator is drumming
To the beat of my carnal tune
A quick feeling gone too soon
Sensitive lips kisses my vibrator as it withdraws from its job
Clear coated of my essence, this time no pearly globs
 
I’ll see you soon, maybe even at noon
Under the stars or the bathing light as it streams into my room
From a luminous high sitting moon
I feel so relaxed, elated as I put my vibrator away
Until it’s needed again to come out and play
One could only hope and pray
I have to say
Don’t worry there’s no need for any foreplay