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Sex Me, Love Me, Fuck Me
Intensity smolders beneath flesh bearing evidence of Louisiana’s
midsummer’s heat surfacing atop her skin
She’s wet, soaking wet, as the sweltering inferno within
boils to the brim of unfiltered pruriency
Transparent, the white linen dress adheres to her wanting body
becoming a second skin, and his phallus calcifies as his eyes butterfly
the hips, nipples, shoulders, back, legs, and thighs
piercing through what seems to call him by name
She lifts her dress slowly
exposing her hunger for the sweetest eat
and she tips to him, spreading legs to touch
where fingertips lick lips,
accelerating coitus precipitation to drip from her clit
as it spits maraschino liqueur
onto a belvedere of erotic delirium
She burns intensely,
melting from the humidity of misty bayou waters
along with vapors rising from between her thighs,
she assumes the position bending over
and he aligns behind to her bent over spine
her pussy willow billows sirens of exquisite pain
as he feeds her pink petals his meat, salty and sweet
thrusting stroke for stroke and she whines as she winds
a pulsating grind on his mandated stick
as wisps of strands waft through the air
from the pull of her hair at the mercy of his hands
and she rends her lip as he seizes her hips
necks turns and flesh burns
as bruised shins accompany grates of scraped knees
abraded against scintillating floorboards
coinciding with wood grained splints
fragmented beneath nail beds
as the floor beds this scene of
erotic ebullience
And lust’s palate feasts on this buffet of sexual gluttony
as shots of Patron wake lullabies to scream
infallible urges of hard sleep
to awaken heightened peaks of
tasting and touching…licking and thrusting…
deep throating and sucking where sex makes love
seep sweat and grime
from velvet walls
breathing breaths of indulgence over weakened flesh
til uninhibited sensuality vexes love
to release vessels of subdued desires
into an unparalleled dimension of
two bodies
straight fucking…
midsummer’s heat surfacing atop her skin
She’s wet, soaking wet, as the sweltering inferno within
boils to the brim of unfiltered pruriency
Transparent, the white linen dress adheres to her wanting body
becoming a second skin, and his phallus calcifies as his eyes butterfly
the hips, nipples, shoulders, back, legs, and thighs
piercing through what seems to call him by name
She lifts her dress slowly
exposing her hunger for the sweetest eat
and she tips to him, spreading legs to touch
where fingertips lick lips,
accelerating coitus precipitation to drip from her clit
as it spits maraschino liqueur
onto a belvedere of erotic delirium
She burns intensely,
melting from the humidity of misty bayou waters
along with vapors rising from between her thighs,
she assumes the position bending over
and he aligns behind to her bent over spine
her pussy willow billows sirens of exquisite pain
as he feeds her pink petals his meat, salty and sweet
thrusting stroke for stroke and she whines as she winds
a pulsating grind on his mandated stick
as wisps of strands waft through the air
from the pull of her hair at the mercy of his hands
and she rends her lip as he seizes her hips
necks turns and flesh burns
as bruised shins accompany grates of scraped knees
abraded against scintillating floorboards
coinciding with wood grained splints
fragmented beneath nail beds
as the floor beds this scene of
erotic ebullience
And lust’s palate feasts on this buffet of sexual gluttony
as shots of Patron wake lullabies to scream
infallible urges of hard sleep
to awaken heightened peaks of
tasting and touching…licking and thrusting…
deep throating and sucking where sex makes love
seep sweat and grime
from velvet walls
breathing breaths of indulgence over weakened flesh
til uninhibited sensuality vexes love
to release vessels of subdued desires
into an unparalleled dimension of
two bodies
straight fucking…
Published 19th Jun 2019
Author's Note
The only difference between making love and fucking is perception, not the action nor the subject
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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19th Jun 2019 9:47pm
a sweet write tons of feverish lust fly from these lines
beautiful words you write
beautiful words you write
19th Jun 2019 9:56pm
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23rd Jun 2019 11:05pm
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- Edited 25th Oct 2022 6:45pm
23rd Jun 2019 6:14pm
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23rd Jun 2019 11:06pm
3rd Jul 2019 6:27am
I'm so grateful for your entry just so I could read your incredible work. You made it so very hard for me, I read this several times. Congrats on 2nd place, girlie! ❤🙏
7th Jul 2019 1:50am
