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The Allure of Transparency
“......what a woman wants”
my eyes trace the shape
thin curves, pursed and pout
a desire to taste
to dance, embrace
to work that thing out
what the woman wants
I can almost read her mind
by candlelight,
thoughts captured in her eyes
no inhibitions, nothing to hide......
"in the moment, nothing else compares 2 U
Every word, every phrase
this fire, this feeling. Can it all be true?
My pulse racing, panties wet
pearl rising, desperately aroused
just a little bit upset
Bee-stung lips, hyper-active breast
wanting your hands to touch them now
spellbound, held under duress"
Check please, baby are you ready to go?
I'm trying hard to control my own urges
trying so hard not to stare into your eyes
trying to keep the beast within
trying to quench this raging fire between my own thighs....knowing
"the achy, throbbing need for pressure
the feeling of needing something inside
to grip hold to
an insatiable arousal
(measuring the your height, looking at the size of your shoes....)
feeling really dirty though not in a bad way
this constant, racing energy
squirming, thighs spreading
needing you right here, between my legs"
noticeably swollen,
my lust begins to show
bodies pressed together,
the heat of Spanish kisses
the room tossing to and fro
“The window's accusing
the door of abusing the wall”
two naked bodies
a room dimly lit,
the sash slung open but
neither one of us cares at all
locked in a passionate kiss....
...my eyes trace the shape
thin curves, pursed and pout
a desire taste
to dance, embrace
to work that thing out
what the girls wants
I can almost read her mind
by candlelight
thoughts captured in her eyes
no inhibitions, not a damned thing to hide......
Published 15th Sep 2018
Author's Note
the anticipation of a feeling, a fire that can't be quenched. Acting upon an uninhibited sexual desire. #lustisarush
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15th Sep 2018 4:37pm
Really tight, like a dog looking at his food bowl and his master making him sit, wait, let the anticipation build. Ha ha women can be cruel in a sweet way.
15th Sep 2018 4:54pm
16th Sep 2018 1:45am
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- Edited 15th Dec 2019 7:45pm
3rd Nov 2019 10:31am
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