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My Scorpion King (Mm..Softly Levitating)
My Scorpion King, I hear your voice throughout the cosmic as you my love kisses upon your cheek far and wide
Close your eyes, and allow me to covet your mind until you can feel my inhale as our exhale breathlessly collide
Yes, dip your hard quill deep into your ink and gift the softness of my mind
Savoring the taste of me from off your lips, feening for my whispers
Resonating at dusk, enticing you in my fragranced sheets in prime time
I had a dream last night you made my pussy softly cream
Making the most tender love to your chin, slopping your beard
Mm... leaving traces of me in your saturated strands, sniff under your nose knowing you were here
Whispers in my ear throughout the night
His teeth, softly teasing my earlobe… Oh God once he eases into my soul, his presence feels so right
The equilibrium to my mind he balances when the duality of our minds are on a spiritual flight
Was it the words you sing to me like an arrogant hummingbird
Tip toeing around my Chi… yet, your desires are always heard
No need to ever guess, no need to ask the tender winds of the Earth
Water and Air is the cosmic kiss to the afterlife of evolution’s rebirth
Flipping the covers back licking my fingers than sliding them inside my kitty cat
I felt a soft caress to my cheek
Where virtual and reality has come to meet
I heard you summoning for me
Tonight my back arched, mm.. you will taste of thee
Kisses to my clit… my eyes in rapid eye movement
The feel of his tongue swirling over my soft folds, this is meant
Dazing me in my slumber
He’s winter and I’m summer
He plays my mind likes he’s savored my passion in the fifth wonder
He leaned over and lifted a vine of soft grapes, and placed them between my mounds
He leaned his face inward and bit into the fruit licking the juices as it rivered down
Then transferring the pulp as our tongues hungrily entwined
Holding the sides of my face... his saliva now my sweeten taste
I love the freaky kind who keeps me moist for the wait
“I have never felt a charge to my pussy like that before... I needed him inside me even more”
Standing… lifting me in haste, wrapping my legs around his back, his lips overtaking mine and my mind
Running back to his bedroom, tongues fighting for superiority upon the dueling as rapture our bodies seeking to find
Oh, this man smells soooo good
Bedazzling me knowing he’s about to give me a sticking of his royal hard wood
The pain of absenteeism, his raw pleasure have me doing anything to have him deep inside
Once he palmed the mattress, feening for the slicken glide
He keeps me on the edge of climaxing pleasing me while circling once the silhouette of our ancient souls beautifully collide
We are the Utopia of the Moon, the Stars, the Sun, our destiny is already paved
My skin to his tongue taste as butter rum marmalade
He is the caress to my heart, the voice in my ear, when the Heat of us inflames
Echoes to his ears, his baritone to mine, in the midst of passion as we call out each other’s name
Making love to him on his throne
Mm... what a feeling to slide down and then wildly gyrate all on my Hebrew King’s hard bone
Mummering against my neck, his love notes, alluring me with his smooth Psalms
In the height of pleasure… he makes me beg for his release
He tantalizes my body, with each sensation of being appeased
Then I suddenly woke up
His scent on my skin, the reminisce of him salivating from my lover’s cup
I know you are the Hieroglyphics on the sacred walls of my inner holistic shrine
Always, we are in and out, in and out of time....
Copyright©SKC-2023
Close your eyes, and allow me to covet your mind until you can feel my inhale as our exhale breathlessly collide
Yes, dip your hard quill deep into your ink and gift the softness of my mind
Savoring the taste of me from off your lips, feening for my whispers
Resonating at dusk, enticing you in my fragranced sheets in prime time
I had a dream last night you made my pussy softly cream
Making the most tender love to your chin, slopping your beard
Mm... leaving traces of me in your saturated strands, sniff under your nose knowing you were here
Whispers in my ear throughout the night
His teeth, softly teasing my earlobe… Oh God once he eases into my soul, his presence feels so right
The equilibrium to my mind he balances when the duality of our minds are on a spiritual flight
Was it the words you sing to me like an arrogant hummingbird
Tip toeing around my Chi… yet, your desires are always heard
No need to ever guess, no need to ask the tender winds of the Earth
Water and Air is the cosmic kiss to the afterlife of evolution’s rebirth
Flipping the covers back licking my fingers than sliding them inside my kitty cat
I felt a soft caress to my cheek
Where virtual and reality has come to meet
I heard you summoning for me
Tonight my back arched, mm.. you will taste of thee
Kisses to my clit… my eyes in rapid eye movement
The feel of his tongue swirling over my soft folds, this is meant
Dazing me in my slumber
He’s winter and I’m summer
He plays my mind likes he’s savored my passion in the fifth wonder
He leaned over and lifted a vine of soft grapes, and placed them between my mounds
He leaned his face inward and bit into the fruit licking the juices as it rivered down
Then transferring the pulp as our tongues hungrily entwined
Holding the sides of my face... his saliva now my sweeten taste
I love the freaky kind who keeps me moist for the wait
“I have never felt a charge to my pussy like that before... I needed him inside me even more”
Standing… lifting me in haste, wrapping my legs around his back, his lips overtaking mine and my mind
Running back to his bedroom, tongues fighting for superiority upon the dueling as rapture our bodies seeking to find
Oh, this man smells soooo good
Bedazzling me knowing he’s about to give me a sticking of his royal hard wood
The pain of absenteeism, his raw pleasure have me doing anything to have him deep inside
Once he palmed the mattress, feening for the slicken glide
He keeps me on the edge of climaxing pleasing me while circling once the silhouette of our ancient souls beautifully collide
We are the Utopia of the Moon, the Stars, the Sun, our destiny is already paved
My skin to his tongue taste as butter rum marmalade
He is the caress to my heart, the voice in my ear, when the Heat of us inflames
Echoes to his ears, his baritone to mine, in the midst of passion as we call out each other’s name
Making love to him on his throne
Mm... what a feeling to slide down and then wildly gyrate all on my Hebrew King’s hard bone
Mummering against my neck, his love notes, alluring me with his smooth Psalms
In the height of pleasure… he makes me beg for his release
He tantalizes my body, with each sensation of being appeased
Then I suddenly woke up
His scent on my skin, the reminisce of him salivating from my lover’s cup
I know you are the Hieroglyphics on the sacred walls of my inner holistic shrine
Always, we are in and out, in and out of time....
Copyright©SKC-2023
Published 5th Dec 2023
Author's Note
Third Quarter Moon: Half of the moon is visible from Earth
SKC
SKC
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5th Dec 2023 5:38am
Softly sensual savourable read. Favourite set of paragraphs for their dramatic eroticism:
Flipping the covers back licking my fingers than sliding them inside my kitty cat
I felt a soft caress to my cheek
Where virtual and reality has come to meet
I heard you summoning for me
Tonight my back arched, mm.. you will taste of thee
Kisses to my clit… my eyes in rapid eye movement
The feel of his tongue swirling over my soft folds, this is meant
Dazing me in my slumber
He’s winter and I’m summer
He plays my mind likes he’s savored my passion in the fifth wonder
He leaned over and lifted a vine of soft grapes, and placed them between my mounds
He leaned his face inward and bit into the fruit licking the juices as it rivered down
Then transferring the pulp as our tongues hungrily entwined
Holding the sides of my face... his saliva now my sweeten taste
I love the freaky kind who keeps me moist for the wait
“I have never felt a charge to my pussy like that before... I needed him inside me even more”
Standing… lifting me in haste, wrapping my legs around his back, his lips overtaking mine and my mind
Running back to his bedroom, tongues fighting for superiority upon the dueling as rapture our bodies seeking to find
Oh, this man smells soooo good
Bedazzling me knowing he’s about to give me a sticking of his royal hard wood
Flipping the covers back licking my fingers than sliding them inside my kitty cat
I felt a soft caress to my cheek
Where virtual and reality has come to meet
I heard you summoning for me
Tonight my back arched, mm.. you will taste of thee
Kisses to my clit… my eyes in rapid eye movement
The feel of his tongue swirling over my soft folds, this is meant
Dazing me in my slumber
He’s winter and I’m summer
He plays my mind likes he’s savored my passion in the fifth wonder
He leaned over and lifted a vine of soft grapes, and placed them between my mounds
He leaned his face inward and bit into the fruit licking the juices as it rivered down
Then transferring the pulp as our tongues hungrily entwined
Holding the sides of my face... his saliva now my sweeten taste
I love the freaky kind who keeps me moist for the wait
“I have never felt a charge to my pussy like that before... I needed him inside me even more”
Standing… lifting me in haste, wrapping my legs around his back, his lips overtaking mine and my mind
Running back to his bedroom, tongues fighting for superiority upon the dueling as rapture our bodies seeking to find
Oh, this man smells soooo good
Bedazzling me knowing he’s about to give me a sticking of his royal hard wood
5th Dec 2023 11:53am
What a thrilling read to start the day. A seduction experienced in the context of every line, every touch. Such a trigger to incite the vivid wonders of such a pleasure-filled union.
The longing - "The pain of absenteeism, his raw pleasure have me doing anything to have him deep inside".
The reward - "In the height of pleasure… he makes me beg for his release
He tantalizes my body, with each sensation of being appeased"
This exploration is surely rich in sensation, the levitation certainly a pleasure.
The longing - "The pain of absenteeism, his raw pleasure have me doing anything to have him deep inside".
The reward - "In the height of pleasure… he makes me beg for his release
He tantalizes my body, with each sensation of being appeased"
This exploration is surely rich in sensation, the levitation certainly a pleasure.
7th Dec 2023 4:18pm
You were enjoying the ride of Love throughout the ages. Keep on writing my Queen.
