Submissions by moonlightdreams
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Lovers Picnic
A golden shower falls over her nakedness
The bubbles tickle waiting to be tasted
Champagne drunk from love heated skin
Lapped from her bodies shallow goblet
~A strawberry dipped then passed to her lips
A lovers picnic of sensual pleasure
He chases a rivulet of golden liquid ever lower
Catching it on the tip of his tongue
She moans in sensuous rapture
Warm honey poured and smeared for his delight
His lips follow the trail ever closer to hidden treasure
Tasting the rich sweetness that is her
His eyes find hers
She watches as he drinks his...
The bubbles tickle waiting to be tasted
Champagne drunk from love heated skin
Lapped from her bodies shallow goblet
~A strawberry dipped then passed to her lips
A lovers picnic of sensual pleasure
He chases a rivulet of golden liquid ever lower
Catching it on the tip of his tongue
She moans in sensuous rapture
Warm honey poured and smeared for his delight
His lips follow the trail ever closer to hidden treasure
Tasting the rich sweetness that is her
His eyes find hers
She watches as he drinks his...
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Knights Favour
Their bodies locked in undulating pleasure,
Hands held his eyes seek hers,
Sighs wrought from swollen lips kissed beyond passion
Sensations abound throughout their bodies
A gentle caress touches turgid tips
A hand slides down to hold his hip,
Pulling her knight ever closer in her embrace
A stocking clad leg tickles slowly up to cirlcle him
His moan echos in the silence of their night
Feeling her heat surrounding him,
Almost too much, a sensory overload,
The rhythm hastens and heartbeats race breaths quicken,
Rivulets of sweat dribble as tiny...
Hands held his eyes seek hers,
Sighs wrought from swollen lips kissed beyond passion
Sensations abound throughout their bodies
A gentle caress touches turgid tips
A hand slides down to hold his hip,
Pulling her knight ever closer in her embrace
A stocking clad leg tickles slowly up to cirlcle him
His moan echos in the silence of their night
Feeling her heat surrounding him,
Almost too much, a sensory overload,
The rhythm hastens and heartbeats race breaths quicken,
Rivulets of sweat dribble as tiny...
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love on the beach
I feel his words against my skin,
Without a touch our love making begins.
In anticipation my body quivers,
I am molten for him like a river.
His eyes look to me and I see so much,
I need this man his wondrous touch.
It was fate how we met or maybe chance,
But I knew he was right from just a glance.
He moves to kiss me on the beach,
My naked breast within his reach.
He dips his head and my nipple does suck,
The electric feel of his lips makes my body buck.
I reach down and cup my man,
Holding his hardness in my hand.
His skin is soft but...
Without a touch our love making begins.
In anticipation my body quivers,
I am molten for him like a river.
His eyes look to me and I see so much,
I need this man his wondrous touch.
It was fate how we met or maybe chance,
But I knew he was right from just a glance.
He moves to kiss me on the beach,
My naked breast within his reach.
He dips his head and my nipple does suck,
The electric feel of his lips makes my body buck.
I reach down and cup my man,
Holding his hardness in my hand.
His skin is soft but...
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Bath time loving
I lay in the bath bubbles tickling my skin,
Thinking of you causes me to smile and grin.
I close my eyes and feel your finger tips,
Moving over my body you bend down to kiss my lips.
Your lips kiss down till they touch my breast,
Reaching to you my hand upon your chest.
The aroma of scented candles fills the air,
I ask you to undress for me so you are naked bare.
I reach out and pull you to me,
Taking your hardness in my hand you look down and you see.
My tongue flicks out caressing the tip,
Mmm a bead of moisture hits my lip.
Bubbles and water...
Thinking of you causes me to smile and grin.
I close my eyes and feel your finger tips,
Moving over my body you bend down to kiss my lips.
Your lips kiss down till they touch my breast,
Reaching to you my hand upon your chest.
The aroma of scented candles fills the air,
I ask you to undress for me so you are naked bare.
I reach out and pull you to me,
Taking your hardness in my hand you look down and you see.
My tongue flicks out caressing the tip,
Mmm a bead of moisture hits my lip.
Bubbles and water...
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Thoughts of Passion Spent
He sits alone and thinks of her
Of kisses spent over her naked skin
Of nights of passion and unbridled pleasure
Of the throaty cries swallowed by his kiss
The feel of curves under his fingers
Molding themselves to his touch
She is held in his lovers thrall
Being taken to the brink of mindlessness
Crashing back sated yet he starts again
Honey sweet coats his tongue
Holding her fast he feasts on all she is
Taking in her perfume and taste
Watching as she opens to his hunger
Needing to be part of her
Inside of her enveloped by passions heat...
Of kisses spent over her naked skin
Of nights of passion and unbridled pleasure
Of the throaty cries swallowed by his kiss
The feel of curves under his fingers
Molding themselves to his touch
She is held in his lovers thrall
Being taken to the brink of mindlessness
Crashing back sated yet he starts again
Honey sweet coats his tongue
Holding her fast he feasts on all she is
Taking in her perfume and taste
Watching as she opens to his hunger
Needing to be part of her
Inside of her enveloped by passions heat...
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Train Station
A look a smile a glint of eye,
Two grown people but so shy.
We speak we chat, only on this and that
Sitting together a subtle touch,
The sort we grownups love so much.
We have a drink a nice red wine,
But not as good as when his lips met mine,
Bodies close skin to skin,
Languid laughter love making begins,
A hooded look as she licks her lips,
She leas down over his hardness and her tongue flicks,
Beaded moisture her lips taste
She makes certain not to haste.
A look to his face says so much,
I am glad he enjoys my teasing...
Two grown people but so shy.
We speak we chat, only on this and that
Sitting together a subtle touch,
The sort we grownups love so much.
We have a drink a nice red wine,
But not as good as when his lips met mine,
Bodies close skin to skin,
Languid laughter love making begins,
A hooded look as she licks her lips,
She leas down over his hardness and her tongue flicks,
Beaded moisture her lips taste
She makes certain not to haste.
A look to his face says so much,
I am glad he enjoys my teasing...
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