Parted Pleasures

well that's my dry spell broken ltm
goodness... this is sizzling

Happy to oblige in such matters.  

These parted pleasures
Yes on your knees feening for a taste of my butter rum treasure
do little to dismiss
Mm... then make me hot with a quick kiss, a teasing lick
my insistence
Loving the drippings of your 3-D glistening
that with painted nail
Shh…for this moment, I will never tell
you show me what you do
Yes I will, to get to the sweeten fruit, of my moisten dew
your thumb and index finger
Oh God yes....let the tip of your tongue, sniff as it lingers
twisting that seductive clit
Back arched, weakening me with your oral gift
in pleasing turns
Scorching sensations.. oh baby let this feeling slowly burn
my extended tongue
Giving me passion on the run
ready to participate,
Oooo... God yes, don't make me wait
But keep pinching at it
Mm...as you sink the tip for one more dip
If I wasn't here
Then you would me in my bed my dear
I need to taste the fever
Yes...yes make this sweet kitty cat a firm believer
your private mind invents,
My lust, desires, I will bestow, ordained and  it’s Heavenly sent

the sweetest drop
With you always on top
to aggravate
Mm... until the mere enclosure of my silken abyss begin to tenderly gyrate  
this dry cock
Never on my clock
to full extension
Only between you and I forgot, I must mention
but keep turning it
Sss... you got the master key to this clit, the cravings from my slit
and close your eyes
And miss out on your thrusting surprise
to feel the push
Oh yes, legs wrapped around you for the slipping swoosh
of each inch
Loving my soft rainfall and then the drench
after the splitting
The tight in and out fitting, got me misting
of my tongue
Your mouth savoring the flavor of my honeyed butter rum
has elevated
Crested and swallowed, you get my stamp of approval, as I've always stated
your undeniable need.
Enthralled by the hunger of your tongue’s greed to please me

“Wait a minute, this isn’t my hotel suite...opps”

Glad you couldn't resist getting in on such action.  As always, you've elevated this poem to another level injecting your poetic arousal into this heady penetration.  

The sinful blend is warranted my love...enjoy it

I really enjoy when you take such liberties to glide within these dreamy musings.  And always a welcome surprise when you are moved to contribute.

Mmm.. more cushion for the pushing my love, and thank you, I will place that compliment right near my slicken pinkish hums of pleasure...

I would expect nothing less.  Hope to draw you out later this evening. ;)

Mm... wine and honey, you got a date my love

Now that is a Saturday evening that gets these taste buds going.  Mostly the honey, but if the wine is red, we'll consider that an added bonus ;)

Once I pour it down my cleavage and your tongue trace its stream, I do not think we will be worrying about the color, your taste bud will be concentrate on the tasty blend of me.. bon appetit

The healthy anticipation is surely working magic on this body already.  I can't even begin to fathom what you have in store.  But those breasts better be in my face soon.

Yes as long as your mouth is sucking a nipple...a finger, reaching backwards...where it snakes into only you know... cowgirl style my love...I will be good from here on out... not

You don't have to ask twice.  I'd prefer you to be bad...very, very bad.

Mm...can I lick up and down your chest, imprisoning your hands over your head, leaning downward, my lips coveting yours, binding your wrists with one hand, and grasping your girth with the other...oh sweet mercy sliding this wet treasure pot down your hard length.. you feeling that baby.. leaning downward...moving slowly...ummm, you feel so good deep inside me. God I love when you rub over my buttocks, those faint whispers, tickling my lips. kiss me, Tenderloin... you move baby I'm a soaking goner...cupping the back of my head deepening the kiss.... liming you legs around my ankle.. mmmm...yes...yes… just keeping sliding inside that butter rum rainfall . Whew...…..

Oh the sweet punishment, better not stop.

Your lustful wishes are always at my most desired commands :-0

We know who holds the power.  ;)

And it's best you do not forget that, well until those handcuffs goes back on me... mmm...and I love when you make me softly purrrrrrrrr ..go on and do your thang tiger

I can only testify.  Even cuffed at my mercy, feeling my skin upon your back...those light shoulder kisses between the impact of another thrust and such naughty affirmations...that body don't deceive the call of a need.  I will unlatch you soon, to rest in my arms.  Tiger did his thing.  x

Sedated in the blissful aftermath... purring without relent. while you lick those paws in gratification  wink.. enjoy my love

You're an absolute inspiration to me. Many writers here are but I tend to read your works and seem to find find my lustful side to ignite my own inner fire.

I appreciate such a candid confession and thank you for such encouragement.

Glad it appealed to your senses.