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Fingering you...again
My apologies....
I know I haven't fingered you in a while
Lingered my lewdness inside the folds of your
Quilled imagination...
I've been wondering...
Have you felt me stirring
Restless between these sheets
Still bearing the stain of each previous exploration
It's been too long since I've moved
Some of that furniture around the underbelly
Of your unique boutique
Fed you my rhapsodic aggression
Feng Shui your silky interior
Your brand of hunger demands my full attention
And I love how you make room
Elbowing out any memorial remains
Arrogantly laying seige to my wanton bounty
Hanging out a sign...private viewing
Marking this space as single occupancy only
You crave these phallic interludes
Rude and raunchy
...musty magnetic and sweaty
Heavy on the pheromones
Creeping up your nose...heightening senses
Seeping as your poetic opiate
Your secret sage
..sifting through the pages of salacious memoirs
I'm your lusty little number
Naughty on the inside with an innocent cover
Erotica or pornography...whatever you're feeding me
Brings me to my knees
Soaking up the ink of our lyrical debauchery
Tattooing it into upcoming entries of our bibliography
Yes baby
I want you a mumbling incoherent mess
Fumbling in the shadows
Reaching for an anchor to {pen} you down
Yearning to be once again crucified to our parchment
...while I smear your vacant creases
With a familiar callousness
You always get your wish
Leaving me writhing & speechless
Spread & ready for your ink
Grasping at anything solid
As your quill strokes across my trembling pages
Aflutter with need while you anoint my greed
Bathing my curvaceous surface & luscious depths
With your flagrant avarice
You remember the tune...dark and dirty
The constrictor voice...the ubiquitous tightening
...the bondage of it all....with fingers
Bookending your body...
My binding reminds me
How you beautifully tied me
Baritone murmur as you delved
Fingers curling ever deeper
Until I felt your voice in my joints
Vibration shaking my very foundation
C'mon girl
Let's take another lyrical stroll
...quote me the throbbings of your Soul
I need you to finish me off
As only you can...
Immerse yourself in my verse
Feel your pulse in my words
As I wrap poetic thighs
Tight around your sides
And sink into our melodic nirvana
I know I haven't fingered you in a while
Lingered my lewdness inside the folds of your
Quilled imagination...
I've been wondering...
Have you felt me stirring
Restless between these sheets
Still bearing the stain of each previous exploration
It's been too long since I've moved
Some of that furniture around the underbelly
Of your unique boutique
Fed you my rhapsodic aggression
Feng Shui your silky interior
Your brand of hunger demands my full attention
And I love how you make room
Elbowing out any memorial remains
Arrogantly laying seige to my wanton bounty
Hanging out a sign...private viewing
Marking this space as single occupancy only
You crave these phallic interludes
Rude and raunchy
...musty magnetic and sweaty
Heavy on the pheromones
Creeping up your nose...heightening senses
Seeping as your poetic opiate
Your secret sage
..sifting through the pages of salacious memoirs
I'm your lusty little number
Naughty on the inside with an innocent cover
Erotica or pornography...whatever you're feeding me
Brings me to my knees
Soaking up the ink of our lyrical debauchery
Tattooing it into upcoming entries of our bibliography
Yes baby
I want you a mumbling incoherent mess
Fumbling in the shadows
Reaching for an anchor to {pen} you down
Yearning to be once again crucified to our parchment
...while I smear your vacant creases
With a familiar callousness
You always get your wish
Leaving me writhing & speechless
Spread & ready for your ink
Grasping at anything solid
As your quill strokes across my trembling pages
Aflutter with need while you anoint my greed
Bathing my curvaceous surface & luscious depths
With your flagrant avarice
You remember the tune...dark and dirty
The constrictor voice...the ubiquitous tightening
...the bondage of it all....with fingers
Bookending your body...
My binding reminds me
How you beautifully tied me
Baritone murmur as you delved
Fingers curling ever deeper
Until I felt your voice in my joints
Vibration shaking my very foundation
C'mon girl
Let's take another lyrical stroll
...quote me the throbbings of your Soul
I need you to finish me off
As only you can...
Immerse yourself in my verse
Feel your pulse in my words
As I wrap poetic thighs
Tight around your sides
And sink into our melodic nirvana
Published 3rd Feb 2024
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3rd Feb 2024 7:40am
4th Feb 2024 00:26am
Thank you so much Wolf.
Your visits are always deeply appreciated
And thank you also for the RL add
Your visits are always deeply appreciated
And thank you also for the RL add
3rd Feb 2024 8:05am
What?! " Quote me the throbbing of your soul" - WOW
This was so full of amazing language. So so good!!
This was so full of amazing language. So so good!!
4th Feb 2024 00:29am
4th Feb 2024 11:06am
4th Feb 2024 4:57pm
I'm so loving your energy, my sister of the quill.
You always inspire me with your visits.
Thank you so much
You always inspire me with your visits.
Thank you so much
4th Feb 2024 2:04pm
This is how it's done. Outstanding.
The picture is quite an erotic lead in, obviously, because the title already steers our minds in that direction. But the words that follow, holy shit, this is awesome.
Mature, heady, erotic. Stirring.
I can't speak for everyone (I can't speak normal half the time for myself! It's a glitch. Lol), but this write is exactly how writers should lure the readers in, if writing erotic stuff; Brain first.
Good good stuff Confluence.
The picture is quite an erotic lead in, obviously, because the title already steers our minds in that direction. But the words that follow, holy shit, this is awesome.
Mature, heady, erotic. Stirring.
I can't speak for everyone (I can't speak normal half the time for myself! It's a glitch. Lol), but this write is exactly how writers should lure the readers in, if writing erotic stuff; Brain first.
Good good stuff Confluence.
4th Feb 2024 4:37pm
Thank you for another wonderful comment. Styxian.
I really like how you got into the nuance of it all.
It's feels so rewarding receiving feedback such as yours
I really like how you got into the nuance of it all.
It's feels so rewarding receiving feedback such as yours
25th Jun 2024 9:41pm
Holy shit!
My pages fluttered reading this! Damn!
This was beautifully written. Seriously the execution is fucking perfect, and the way you swirled those words was hot as shit!
Awesome
My pages fluttered reading this! Damn!
This was beautifully written. Seriously the execution is fucking perfect, and the way you swirled those words was hot as shit!
Awesome
28th Jun 2024 8:19am
Ohh...you've been digging in the archives .So loving your thoughts on this one,Betty.
Thank you...
Thank you...
