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Story Time

sex is a language
kinda like storytelling
so when you spread your legs for me  
just know my goal is to become bi-lingual
when stretching your walls  
etching them with my Sanskrit..tempting tantric vibes
as i deep dive..striving for a better understanding
of what moves you at your core
what leaves you sore yet hungry for more
when i stoke your inner whore
stroke you...stab you...grab you by your hair
fill your ears with incoherent grunts...a game of truth or dare
pull your head back..eyes to ceiling...
pump you lumber-jack hard with this rugged feeling
your mountain man...stoned and focused
sharing with you that something after dark
those woodlands hidden in the shadows of my psyche
written in cursive...veined on my tree bark...
close your eyes...arch your spine  
and read my braille baby
as i feed your tail end my full story
in the raw
Written by Naajir
Published | Edited 16th Jul 2024
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