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ELECTRICAL SHOWERS
Human flesh. Nothing feels better.
Lick, taste, squeeze.
Not eat. But I'm sure cooked would be nice.
Don't ask me twice.
I'm not a cannibal, but Hannibal Lecter was surely onto something sweet.
Where skin meets skin, sweat matches wet,
Forget that we are two separate creatures.
Marvel at your features as you analyze mine.
Mesmerized by the roundness.
I am grounded in the fact that you have sinew and gristle too.
Animals, mammals just feeding our natural urges.
Regurgitate the mistakes of all humanity cumming before.
So cunning, I want more.
On the floor, in the bed, in the shower.
So much power in grabbing my hips and pulling me close.
Grind pelvis to pelvis.
Make me melt. Kiss my neck.
Tell me things you wish to do to me yet.
Erase my fears, whisper in my ear,
That you wanna do me from the rear.
Flip me quick. Hands catch the fall.
Feel your stick, arched back, breasts against the wall.
Need your meat to attack my softness in the glorious of ways.
Make me sing your praise.
Every fucking day,
As I climb higher,
I feel wired,
Electrical Fire -
EXPLODES!
In rippling waves, crashing all around,
I can't hear real sounds.
Gently lay me down, allow for blissful rest.
Kiss my sweaty brow.
Your body loves mine best.
I promise babe, I've got you next time.
But for now, don't stop inspiring my rhymes.
Lick, taste, squeeze.
Not eat. But I'm sure cooked would be nice.
Don't ask me twice.
I'm not a cannibal, but Hannibal Lecter was surely onto something sweet.
Where skin meets skin, sweat matches wet,
Forget that we are two separate creatures.
Marvel at your features as you analyze mine.
Mesmerized by the roundness.
I am grounded in the fact that you have sinew and gristle too.
Animals, mammals just feeding our natural urges.
Regurgitate the mistakes of all humanity cumming before.
So cunning, I want more.
On the floor, in the bed, in the shower.
So much power in grabbing my hips and pulling me close.
Grind pelvis to pelvis.
Make me melt. Kiss my neck.
Tell me things you wish to do to me yet.
Erase my fears, whisper in my ear,
That you wanna do me from the rear.
Flip me quick. Hands catch the fall.
Feel your stick, arched back, breasts against the wall.
Need your meat to attack my softness in the glorious of ways.
Make me sing your praise.
Every fucking day,
As I climb higher,
I feel wired,
Electrical Fire -
EXPLODES!
In rippling waves, crashing all around,
I can't hear real sounds.
Gently lay me down, allow for blissful rest.
Kiss my sweaty brow.
Your body loves mine best.
I promise babe, I've got you next time.
But for now, don't stop inspiring my rhymes.
Published 28th Apr 2020
Author's Note
Explosive shower sex with a tasty individual. There's just something special about clean skin that tastes so good!
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28th Apr 2020 9:10pm
Why not if clean skin is preferable? Favourite lines:
Where skin meets skin, sweat matches wet,
Forget that we are two separate creatures.
Marvel at your features as you analyze mine.
Mesmerized by the roundness.
I am grounded in the fact that you have sinew and gristle too
Make me melt, kiss my neck
Tell me things you wish to do to me yet.
Erase my fears, whisper in my ear,
That you wanna do me from the rear.
Flip me quick. Hands catch the fall.
Feel your stick, arched back, breasts against the wall.
Where skin meets skin, sweat matches wet,
Forget that we are two separate creatures.
Marvel at your features as you analyze mine.
Mesmerized by the roundness.
I am grounded in the fact that you have sinew and gristle too
Make me melt, kiss my neck
Tell me things you wish to do to me yet.
Erase my fears, whisper in my ear,
That you wanna do me from the rear.
Flip me quick. Hands catch the fall.
Feel your stick, arched back, breasts against the wall.
