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Wh1skeySwagger
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This about sums it up

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The Nurse and the handsome Surgeon  
What a cutting slice of life which brings forth all its naughty excursions  
A handsome man above the rest  
Nothing covets his time but the best  
I thought I would move up in the ranks  
More love, more me, means a bigger bank  
Jovial time and vintage wines  
Yacht sails and Harley Davidson ocean front rides  
Who defines me  
Only the essence of my heart and my healing creed  
Who am I  
Hum…ask me that after you’ve read and dined on my desirable lines  

CODE RED  
I just donned my scrubs when my pager beeped  
Looked down, umm, my handsome surgeon must be in need of me  
I go and scrub my hands  
For a face to face quicken mental romance  
Eyes to eyes, until the door closes and then our intimate slow dance  
I walked into the operating room  
Umm what an eye popping sonic boom  
Coral-blue colored eyes just for me as they passionately loomed  
A handsome surgeon, who nightly craves the scent of my essence like I’m his favorite smelling perfume  

We both looked down at the patient with fear in his eyes  
I caressed his hand and reassured him with a lifesaving lullaby  
Sir, you have the best surgeon any man can ask for  
As I glanced into my handsome surgeon’s eyes, mmm amour  
I remembered the bed, in the shower, and then us fucking on his bathroom floor  

Doc, how long is this process going to take  
The surgeon winked at me, as he remembered my see through camisole on our first date  
The surgeon cleared his throat and looked down at the patient  
Wondering how he could be submissive and fall prey under a butter rum French Creole relations  
Sir, this is a complex procedure, you will be under for the entire time  
Yes, like the night your tongue tasted the wine rolling down the curvature of my spine  

The occurrence made us both late the next day  
Hurrying in to service the needs of the ill’s fate  
Can I see my wife first, please  
You’re asking a man, who this nurse has begging nightly on his knees for a taste, and then a wicked pussy tease, catered to please  
Sure, why not  
The surgeon looks at my lips and recollected how I nightly services his hard knot on the spot  
We will be right back, sir  
Lips eager to taste my skin, as hidden passion between us quickly stir  

I followed the surgeon out the operating room  
He looks around, pulls me into his arms, his lips instantly zoom  
The feel of his unbottled desires, eradicating the hospital's dreariness and daily gloom  
Feelings spinning me such as this  
Umm, I could feel the compass pointing of his dick  
His fingers fumbling to untie the scrub strings, ready to make my body, yearn, sing  

On his knees he goes for a quick lick  
After that, then hoisting me, legs wrapping around his back for an arrowing hard stick  
For now, his face buried, sniffing my essence, teasing my clit  
Friction of his tongue dancing inside, soft moans to the sky floating  
Cupped palms roving up and down the back of my thighs, heated emotions bloating  
Intense hunger from being denied carnal sensations one most note  
Rapture escalating out of control until someone clears their throat  
Two bodies part, freezing eyes pinned our illicit post  
I hope you like the color, yellow  
The CEO, umm, what a tall, muscular, and sinewy handsome looking fellow  
CODE RED

I thought I would try something a little different with hospital codes. Therefore, I will be posting a different code color. There are four in all; yellow, green, blue, and red

SKC, BSN, DON

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Wh1skeySwagger said:Wh1skey's lil teacup

Your poetic visuals are definitely worth the wait. This serenade musing is totally provocative my poet

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SweetKittyCat5 said:The Nurse and the handsome

SKC, BSN, DON


This was just freakin hot

"Eyes to eyes, until the door closes and then our intimate slow dance  "

love this, it is very similar to what we call it accept it is our long slow dance

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Repost with an edit

mhm

I had an oopsy

did anyone catch it is the question

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SweetKittyCat5 said:

Your poetic visuals are definitely worth the wait. This serenade musing is totally provocative my poet


Thank you poetess I had to delete and repost it cause she found an oopsy like 10 seconds after she saw it lol.

I am glad you enjoyed the words and the sketch of My lil tea cup

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Come...

 
Come play…
 With my beast
With the demon
That enjoys the night
 Erotic…
 Sensual…
This Is his pleasurable playground

Where the hunger grows
Needing to be fed
Dare to be thrilled
By his lust
See the fire
In his eyes for you
Its the purest desire

True want
From his core
Possessing you
Bringing the fever
To your very soul

Come play…
With my beast
His fingertips
Want to trace your skin
Write…
 His kind of lust
Deep into your memory

Feel…
The wickedness of his mind
The glorious temptation
He lays before you
His fire…
Is unrelenting
It’s  all consuming

He will delight
In tasting you
Devouring…
Your deepest desires
Finding…
 All your fantasies
From the known to unknown
Feeding off your soft luscious body
 
Come play…
With  my beast
Let your animal free
Go deep into the night with me
Melt in the darkness
Indulge…
 In what you thought taboo

Feast…
 upon the juices of ecstasy
All the longing
All the yearning merged
Wrapped in the passion
That truly burns
He has you
In his grasp now
Owning your every breath


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Stumbled across this AMAZING write.....
ffs... it's Bril
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Bluevelvete said:
Stumbled across this AMAZING write.....
ffs... it's Bril
🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥 🔥


This is a wonderful spill

Is expected coming from the source

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Visions Of Love Droplets Coating In The Essence of Time

Visions Of Love Droplets Coating In The Essence of Time
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Merging as one
Surrendering to the blessed calling of physical joviality
Silken passion  
Bodies slipping and sliding  
Into a fountain of essence  
Binding lust, blind trust  
Hold onto me, please  
Take my body to the realm of the fifth dimension  
The blessing of our physiques past the truth of the thirty three degree  

Kiss me so tender, kiss me so sweet  
My body in the throne of kismet karma where undulated souls shall finally meet  
Wisps of caressing pleasure, decorating the canvass of silken sheets  
The touch of rapture felt, erratic pulses, combining bodies melt  
The stairwell to Heaven’s door, ecstasy we begin  
Inch by inch your erection darting out, deeper you go within  

Love staining the quantum leap of silhouette souls  
Tasting undulated passion, love sounds echoing  
The extension of your soul, hungrily thrashing  
My legs holding your body hostage unto me, fingernails lashing  
Come closer, beckoning to make me complete, us as one  
Twisted the fables of domination, for some honeyed butter rum  
My temple, unto you I give, straddling your kingdom  

Silken rainfalls onto your thunderous spirit, whispers of reassurance to my ears, sending  
Locked into the core of my wet supplication, our physiques perfectly blending  
Clenching me  
Your girth traveling deeper into the passage of lust as your body tease  
Oh yes…yes… I feel it as your pulse, slolwy seeps  
Throwing my head back  
Pussy up and down, and then flapping  
Thrusting, twisting the key inside my Chi, tongue to my nipples, softly lapping  

My moans subdued, love bites, marred in the heighten of ecstasy, overruled  
Breathless, yet famished, body weakened by your carnal food  
Oh God… Oh God…hitting my g-spot, the extension of your soul fulfilling me each way it moves  
Snaking your girth deeper as it grooves, awaiting the nectar that only you can soothe  
Pulling me down, palm to my ass, mating my skin  
Adam surrendering unto his Eve  
Slicing into the apple of my passionate juicy sin  

Bodies shifting, attuned  
A French Creole Queen riding her King’s hard throne  
In the cadence of the abyss of yearns, dipping into my sacred desires all night long  
Blessed unto the cradle of mankind, worshipping my body until the kiss of dawn  
The silhouette of our souls, sedated, consecrated  
Contentment we lay in the aftermath, bodies now segregated  

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In Thought

Based on a photograph taken by a friend of mine Rick B called Contemplation


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Wh1skeySwagger said:In Thought

Based on a photograph taken by a friend of mine Rick B called Contemplation




What more can I say other than awesome work my poet... truly

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A Prized Contender

I should had known once I stepped in the ring as a light weight
The warning he was way out of my league came too late    
Going the distance, with a heavy weight contender    
A Don Juan battling to steal my heart, or a true Casanova pretender    
To retain my being single title, locking it in place to defend my belt      
Although, with one whisper he has the power to make my tender heart soft, then melt    
   
Both of us standing toe to toe in the center ring    
Oh, sweet Jesus, his virility looking good, a sculpted body of perfection, which needed no bling bling    
Handsome, beguiling, his intense eyes zoning in on me    
Assessing my nakedness in my six-inch black stilettoes, just as sexy as I can be    
Slapping down our gloves    
Stepping back, pivoting, sashaying my hips, handsome one you will never win this wet love    
   
Round one, we’re looking into each other’s eyes    
Sweat populating his forehead, wow, he means business, no lie    
Sizing me up, wondering who the predator is and who would be the prey    
I got this sweet pussy on lock, and it’s not even Wednesday      
My favorite day of course, you can get anything from me, be that it may    
We’re dancing around, he leaned in for a quick kiss to my lips    
Recovering, shaking it off, this is not the time for my armor to slip    
   
He was given a point for his quick trick    
Putting my gloves back up… bring it... darn it, why did I have to look down at his pointed dick    
His calculated steps backing my body up against the ropes    
Cornering me, yet, I still had hope    
His gloves, roaming over my tits    
Turning me around, then a finger, snaking inside my creamy butter rum abyss    
Attacking my body from all ends, memorizing me without conscious for the win    
   
Spreading my legs… mm.. bending me over.. God I love his rope-a-dope    
The bell rung, ooo… that was close    
Next round, he came out swinging, ready to take me down to the canvas    
Chasing me around the ring, like I was on his sexual private hit list    
Panting and fatigue, I wrapped my arms around his neck      
Inhaling a breath, his mouth, hands, was tiring me with no rest    
Palming my buttocks, pulling me closer, whispering in ear, "you ready for the take down" triumph in his voice, his eyes showed no sincere    
   
Leaning his head downward. licking over a perky nipple    
Pushing him backwards, it’s not going to be that simple    
Oh heck, he got me weak, no recourse, no emotional defense    
His hands roaming all over my curvaceous body, kneeling to his knees getting defeated by his tongue commence    
Leaning against the ropes, the will to win caving with each of his tongue lash    
Turning me around, pulling my hips forward, his finger finding its way inside my cunt, wiggling it inside my tight moisten stash      
   
His tongue worshipping inside, my head thrown back in physical joviality, not words coming forth, he got me tongue tied    
Where is that bell.. I’m losing here, hell    
Oh darn, my essence trickling, knees buckling to the canvass    
Catching my body, before the drop, spreading my legs, I lose if he makes my cherry pop    
Back arched, my pussy, all his for the taking    
Fingering me and then tasting    
   
Oh no…I’m slowly giving in, of all the men, who’s trying to steal my heart    
The tools of his trade mmm.. such a passionate work of art    
Palming his head uplifting my hips, my clit serenading his lips, squeezing the peaks of my tits      
The tip of his tongue all up in my wet nest    
No SweetKittyCat, if I climax over his tongue then that’s my single title belt  
 
Cupping my buttocks      
Head lifting, watching him manipulate my body while his tongue had my slit on lock    
In and out the tip drifting    
Thighs encasing the sides of his face...mmm, the feeling of his tongue sliding deep inside my sugary gift    
And just like that… my eyes roved, to the sides of his face my thighs enclosed      
He swallowed the essence of my sweeten flow    
Laying in awe, naked, breathless, my moans the only echoing sounds
And we were in the final round    
He pumped his seeds, my jeweled navel, the landing of his release    
A sniff, then a kiss to my sticky icky, waiting until the bell rung to break us free    
   
You be the judge who do you think won

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