sexy love story

(Tear Fall 2) -New
Them tears of yours are one of a kind,
We share tears of joy, the tears in our eyes are a symbol from the night sky,
When the moon enter counter with are tears, I see a tear fall of goals and dreams,
As I hold you tight, and you cry on my shoulder, I see what you feel a new future of you and me, are tears are fallen from the way of life, the way of love, and the other things we value in life,
Babe I really love you, I really do, so as long as you stay our love will last forever,
Your eyes are shining, your dreams have spoken, your vision have awaken, and are life have clung together,
If you cry, we cry, I cry, you cry, love is only the beginning of you and me, and never to forget babe girl I love you.

Here is an old one --I am busily working on a new one --just for this competition - - -


Just sex

It was to be 'just sex'.  
We agreed.  
Nothing more.  
Absolutely, nothing more.  
Ever.  

The plan was to fuck.  
Period.  
In all of its many manners.  
In all of its myriad ways.  

A complete scoring of the "Kama Sutra".  
A total consummation of "101 Positions for Sex".  
An exhaustive discharge of "365 Positions for Daily Sex".  
A full-blown enactment of "Wild and Sexy".  
Even a faithful fulfillment of "Position Sex Bible".  

A most thorough mutual education on the wonders of sexual enjoyment.  
To learn; to experience; to assimilate; to know.  
Each to teach; to ask; to answer.  
To share togeather the path to sexual understanding.  

We agreed.  
Anything goes.  
Everything included.  
No holding back.  
No saying 'No".  

Else, how would we gain the understanding we desired?  

And, so, we began our journey.  
A twisted, turning, curving, circling path to enlightenment.  

We experienced,  
Head to head.  
Head to foot.  
Front to front.  
Front to back.  
lying, standing, sitting, kneeling,  
Petting, stroking, caressing, massaging.  
Licking, nibbling, sucking, enjoying.  
Fingering, gripping, probing, exploring.  
Scratching, biting, spanking, arousing.  
Seeing, smelling, tasting, touching.  

Bed, sofa, chair, table, floor, shower, and on the counter.  
Home, hotel, car, meadow, beach, and in the trees.  
In the sand, in the water, in the grass, surrounded by flowers, and once amongst the ants.  
In the light, in the dark, in the sun, in the wind, in the rain, in the mud, and in the snow.  
Completely nude, half dressed, partly clothed, once attired for the theatre.  
In private, in public view, in a group doing the same.  
In a few seconds, in many minutes, over several hours.  
Sometimes once, many times twice, and a few times several times.  
Occasionally only she came, periodically only me, mostly both, sometimes one then the other, most often together.  
And always, always enjoyable.  

As we came to know each other's body,  
We put everything into everywhere.  

Mouth to mouth.  
Tongue to tongue.  
Sucking, nibbling and teasing.  

Tongue to dick.  
Cock to throat.  
Licking, slurping, and sucking.  

       Tongue to clit.  
       Teeth to button.  
       Toying, fondling, nuzzling,  

Mouth to cunt.  
Lips to lips.  
Sucking, souping, swallowing.  

       Mouths to breasts.  
       Tongues to nipples.  
       Tasting, suckling. relishing.  

Hands to backs.  
Fingers to shoulders.  
Holding, hugging, connecting.  

Chest to chest.  
Breast to breast.  
Embracing, rubbing, pressing,  

       Chest to back.  
       Hands to breasts.  
       Gripping, grabbing, seizing.  

Body to body.  
Crush to sweat.  
Sliding, slithering, squirming.  

Hands to penis.  
Fingers to shaft.  
Stroking, caressing, squeezing.  

Hands to fannies.  
Fingers to cheeks.  
Clutching, crushing, clinching.  

       Hands to tushes.  
       Fingers to cleft.  
       Spanking, probing, smacking.  

Thumbs to bottoms.  
Fingers to asses.  
Poking entering, plunging.  

Hips to hips.  
Pelvis to pelvis.  
Grinding, bruising, smashing.  

      Hips to butt.  
      Penis to crack.  
      Rubbing, pushing, separating.  

Penis to cunt.  
Tip to lips.  
Stoking, parting, penetrating.  

      Penis to ass.  
      Glans to rectum.  
      Pressing, forcing, invading.  

Precum to lubricate.  
Juices to welcome.  
Moistening, flowing, flooding.  

Driving into her tightening.  
Thrusting into her contracting.  
My ejaculating into her gushing.  

       Wriggling, writhing, convulsing.  
       Squeezing, holding, hugging.  
       Sharing, joining, merging.  

It was during these most intimate moments,  
Shared over a year's time.  
That something more developed.  

On the anniversary of our agreement,  
that there would be nothing more.  
More came over us.  

As we lay.          
Body to body.  
Mouths to ears.  
Whispering, murmuring, and confiding.  

As we shared.  
Thoughts to thoughts.  
Feelings to feelings.  
Words, understanding, and caring.  

There developed.  
Love.  

Which was followed by.  
Proposing, accepting, and wedding.

Video Poem: http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/126998-koshirae-and-the-samurai/



Koshirae and the Samurai

             
         
In awe of the samurai, Koshirae gazed      
upon the warrior dance of the rising sun.    
Armed with curved blade of katana, he executes      
tireless fluid moves, disempowers resistance.    
       
She surrenders in desire  
for her beautiful assassin      
precise with insistent force.  
The samurai’s piercing eyes  
fixed on the glow of the ruby moon,      
Koshirae’s kimono flickers alluring flames    
that melts steel forged with beauty and strength.    
     
Upon her killer’s katana, the samurai sword,      
she disarms the warrior, moulding her lover      
with enchanting song and kiss from the nemesis.        
Her blood silk kimono is memorised by his touch      
like the art of combat, he commands every fold      
tears every seam, opens every stitch with a glance        
of his blade and Koshirae’s silk gown falls to his mercy.  
     
Delicate ivory lines of her body carved by centuries      
of love, war and creation, adorned by white gold flesh.      
Reflections of her eyes, like sapphires set upon twin arcs      
eclipsed by the samurai’s sword. Into death he slides  
     
along the axis of her spine, she sighs      
when the swift blade enters completely      
trembling to the fall, deathless, painless      
the sword held tight inside the sheath.      
Koshirae and the samurai swoon in the moment  
as if it were their last and embrace, the perfect fit.




Written by Alexander Case

Party Don't Stop

In my mind, da party don't stop. When i pound da pussy, i be makin' da bed rock.We made a bet dat i wouldn't get da pussy soakin' wet but you see what happened. I think you  consider this dick a threat cause when i get done wit you, da pussy gone look like a wreck. If yo pussy was a pet then i'd be arrested for anomal cruelty. When i beat da pussy up, i make that thang talk and say "wasssssuuuuuuuup". I be makin' dat squirt and you be sayin' "fuck me harder daddy. pound this pussy". when you tell me that, i ain't gone da pussy like you a rookie causee in my head, da party don't stop

'Dis is my serious entry~

Romancin' da Scales

I watched tew lizards git it on once. I kan't go into tew much detail about lizard sex but I can tell you it was hot.  They bit each uther's necks. Dat wuz sexee. One of dem lost their tail. Dat wuz sexee tew. There wuz a beeg red thing goin' into da the smaller won. Dat wuz even sexier!!!! When they were dun, they split up. They disappeared up into da rocks. It broke my fukkin heart! I wunder if they ever found each uther agin? I wunder if they ever had babies? It wuz da truest story 'bout lovin' 'em  & leavin' 'em. Dem lizards were crazy lovers!!!! Sexee as hell tew!

roachMill

Here is the new one I promised when I posted the old one.

I noticed.
As she sat.
Straddling me.
Her hair was still black.
Very back.
Mine had more than a little grey.

Even down there.
The grey showed.
Blended with the no longer.
Dark brown.

Mixed with her black.
Moistened, glistening, sparkling.
In the shaft of morning light.
That played across us.
As we moved, playing together.
Welcoming another day.

The light and shadows shifted.
As she moved up and then down.
As my hips rose to meet her.

Wetness that began as dampness.
Now beaded on hair.
And seemed ready to run.
Across my groin.
Down between my legs.
And pool on the sheets beneath my hips.

Her eyes saw my eyes.
And, knowing what I watched.
She slowed her movements.
So that I could watch her lips.
Hug my shaft as she rose.
Drawing me out of her.
And again watch.
As those lips disappeared.
Up into her.
Around my cock.
As she came down again.
As I rose into her.

Each time as she came down.
A small rivulet of moisture would be.
Caused to gather in amongst our combined.
Black, grey, and brown hair.
To be squeezed out by our groins.
Pressing against each other.
And flow past my balls to the sheets.

I watched the sweat that shimmered.
On her breasts.
A droplet gathered on her nipple.
Grew.
And dropped.
To land exactly on my navel.

I giggled.

She smiled.

Bent forward.

Kissed me.

Deeply.
Hungrily.

It was time.
We were both ready.

After 6000 plus mornings.
We knew each other.
And the signs.

In the depths of our kiss.
Her cunt tightened.
Her pelvic muscles.
Twitched.
Fluttered.
She squirmed.
Moaned.

And I forced up.
Into her.
My shuddering.
Orgasm.

From bending over to kiss.
She moved to laying.
On top of me.
Her head on my chest.
Her black hair flowing over us.

I felt the puddle of our love grow beneath my hips.
As we fell into a peacefulness.
Soon to be broken by the days actives.

Thank you! It was a fun competition and the other writings --wonderful.

I dreamt I was a wasp
and a giant hand scooped me into a jar
with bits of daisy and dandelion
so I wouldn't starve to death
while she studied me
and begged me to sting her