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It’s a love hate thing...
I’m fascinated by the alpha male that rises in him as we exchange soft spoken words, and he tells me explicitly of his desires to elicit my cascading waterfall as I drift in & out of his consciousness.
It’s his trademark, and what keeps me anchored to his artistry as he captivates me with his ways.
His tongue trails my flesh whilst the length & width of his throbbing notions render me speechless as I ride the quaking motion of his devotion to pleasure me for hours on end as we sip upon one another.
Each time, is like the first time as he revels in the subtle but evident gasp that escapes my lips.
His rock hard shooting star fills me to the brim as the roughness of his hands collide with the softness of my bare cunt, until I’m gaping and aching for more as he exploits my weakness to serve his inner hedonist.
The urgency of his need becomes evident as I whisper how I want him, to fuck me harder & deeper.
He scribes the letters of his name upon my swollen bud as he watches the way my bare cunt blossoms for him whilst keeping his eyes firmly affixed to the way he plants his seed, nourishing my bare flesh.
And we find that platform between pleasure & pain as he promises to leave me aching & swollen.
Knowing, that he’ll wash the remnants of him from my body before I make my way home, whilst pondering the way he’ll pleasure my body again, on the way home from work tomorrow evening.
The alpha in him knows how to nurture my neurotic tendencies whilst worshipping the unpredictable whore in me.
It’s his trademark, and what keeps me anchored to his artistry as he captivates me with his ways.
His tongue trails my flesh whilst the length & width of his throbbing notions render me speechless as I ride the quaking motion of his devotion to pleasure me for hours on end as we sip upon one another.
Each time, is like the first time as he revels in the subtle but evident gasp that escapes my lips.
His rock hard shooting star fills me to the brim as the roughness of his hands collide with the softness of my bare cunt, until I’m gaping and aching for more as he exploits my weakness to serve his inner hedonist.
The urgency of his need becomes evident as I whisper how I want him, to fuck me harder & deeper.
He scribes the letters of his name upon my swollen bud as he watches the way my bare cunt blossoms for him whilst keeping his eyes firmly affixed to the way he plants his seed, nourishing my bare flesh.
And we find that platform between pleasure & pain as he promises to leave me aching & swollen.
Knowing, that he’ll wash the remnants of him from my body before I make my way home, whilst pondering the way he’ll pleasure my body again, on the way home from work tomorrow evening.
The alpha in him knows how to nurture my neurotic tendencies whilst worshipping the unpredictable whore in me.
Published 17th Feb 2020
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17th Feb 2020 11:38pm
18th Feb 2020 1:19am
18th Feb 2020 6:14am
Sensuous piece. Favourite verses:
His tongue trails my flesh whilst the length & width of his throbbing notions render me speechless as I ride the quaking motion of his devotion to pleasure me for hours on end as we sip upon one another.
Each time, is like the first time as he revels in the subtle but evident gasp that escapes my lips.
His rock hard shooting star fills me to the brim as the roughness of his hands collide with the softness of my bare cunt, until I’m gaping and aching for more as he exploits my weakness to serve his inner hedonist.
There'll be a few 'rock hard shooting star's among male readers after this! This is Viagra in verse.
His tongue trails my flesh whilst the length & width of his throbbing notions render me speechless as I ride the quaking motion of his devotion to pleasure me for hours on end as we sip upon one another.
Each time, is like the first time as he revels in the subtle but evident gasp that escapes my lips.
His rock hard shooting star fills me to the brim as the roughness of his hands collide with the softness of my bare cunt, until I’m gaping and aching for more as he exploits my weakness to serve his inner hedonist.
There'll be a few 'rock hard shooting star's among male readers after this! This is Viagra in verse.
18th Feb 2020 7:53am
18th Feb 2020 8:18pm
The "unpredictable whore" in you coexists with a fine erotic poet. Wonderful...
19th Feb 2020 8:48am
It's that powerplay all of us enjoy. It sparks things up. I really like how you write here.
21st Feb 2020 2:00am
Sexy lil spill there SS
That "Fine Line Between Pleasure and Pain" can be a razor's edge sometimes :)
Thank you for sharing
That "Fine Line Between Pleasure and Pain" can be a razor's edge sometimes :)
Thank you for sharing
Anonymous
21st Feb 2020 2:41am
Erotica need not be commitment if not in assuring to please and be pleased. But this write is graceful and poetically constructed with care and elegance.
26th Feb 2020 10:12pm
I like the manner in which you write it so matter of fact, understanding the dom/sub relationship spilling the details. It's as if sitting in a psychiatrist's sofa, listening and left in awe of this relationship.
Great spill.
Great spill.
