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our clothes
torn and scattered across the floor...
my lips pressed to yours
my fingers sliding through your slippery wet lips

kissing my way down your body
you slump against the wall
legs shaking
fingers running through my hair
nails scratching my shoulders

I prod your legs wide
my tongue flickering across your hardend clit
hands holding your legs
I push my slippery fleshy appendage into you
your moans?
music to my ears.

the muscles in your thighs tell me
you will not stand long
Scooping your surprised form up from the floor
my tongue never leaves you
till i drop you onto the bed

Forcing you to your belly
wrist slide into leather restraints
they do not slide out

rougher now,
my fingers,
three of them,
push deep into your quivering center.

your sweet nectar pours out of you
covers my hand
I use my tongue again
while thick
calloused
fingers
push in and out of you

My tongue scoops up your honey
spreading it further
covering dark brown eye
pushing against
hot
tight
gates

hips writhing
voice moaning
near scream levels
T.V. switched on
Volume drowning your cries

Devilish
slick
strong
tongue,
pushes into you

forces open tiny opening
and back out
gather more honey
then back to the hive

filling
tasting
driving
relaxing

soon free finger pushes in.
slowly,
surely,
entire length inside.
every knuckle felt

worker tongue
continues to supply slippery essence
finger sits still
while invaded gate pulses and squeezes around intruder
slowly adjusting tight seal
intruder...
movement begins,
slow

soon,
another intruding,
conquering,
finger army.
battle begins
slippery with your own
sweet, slippery honey.

this battle?
over before it begun.

now invaded gate pulses and burns around
two invading armies...
tongue working hard
sliding between both
slowly pulling armies
sending chills
pleasure
brainward from spine

moans, screams, incoherent begging
free hand comes around
fast,
hard.
the impact ringing out
over the soundtrack of movie of old

a new pain
tight muscle squeezes tighter
stretched wide
enough for the true invasion...

fingers retreat
tongue leaves
hips grind in frustration
moans and quiet begging...

moving to your face
fistfull of hair
pull.
mouth suddenly full
eyes wide
seeing my intention
knowing no escape

pushing hard
throat full too.
sudden withdrawl, leaves you gasping
moving again
track me with your eyes
kneeling behind you
pulling you to your knees

hard head sliding against you
up and down
slicker with every pass
drive forward forces scream from your throat
instantly full to womb...
with me.

short,
hard,
thrusts.
retreat.
empty again.
gasping.
begging.

slick hard head pressed against tight again guard.
muscles tighten,
back stiffens.
fear.


leaning forward to fondle your body
i whisper.
Soothing, calming, words.
making your muscles go slack yet again
steady pressure.
filling you.
so much bigger than you thought.
so much longer
splitting you
tearing you.

stop.
breathe.
pain bleeds away.
pleasure creeps in.
soon,

going away.
emptying you
leaving!!!
no!
only to press back in.


fist full of hair
back arched
head back
griping shaking head board.
howling your pleasure.
demanding more.
begging for more.
never want me to stop.

ecstacy flows over you.
tighter around me.
pulling grunts from me with every thrust.
till,
inevitably,
My endurance fails.
spurting into you.
splashing against your inner walls
i come.







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On Friday January 18th, 2008, Geisha (801) writes:
See?! Honey is GOOD! No matter the source! Another inner muscle trembling write...-Gin


On Monday September 10th, 2007, Sticky Kitty (322) writes:
dear god...i hung on to your every word like a starving animal. i've read dozens of sex poems but yours captured so much more than carnal desire. jesus... -kitty


On Monday September 17th, 2007, Winter Born (167) writes:
you think this one was good, you should read the rest of them. thanks for your comment


On Sunday March 25th, 2007, Freebird (685) writes:
Damn. I could have read this all day. Maybe I'll print it out and keep a copy under my mattress. This was beyond great.


On Sunday March 25th, 2007, Magic Hatter (2379) writes:
I have to say I think you over did it; embellished it to the point of repeatition, as though I didn't get the drift already, you know? Not erotic here, more yawning after a few stanzas sorry


On Sunday March 25th, 2007, Winter Born (167) writes:
Sorry Hatter. I will atempt to do better for you in the future... but as it is this was not aimed at you. Custom piece for someone else.


On Sunday March 25th, 2007, Mab (1095) writes:
the warmth between my legs begs to differ with the hatter...hehe


On Sunday March 25th, 2007, Mab (1095) writes:
mmmm...what a titillating bedtime story. You have outdone yourself tonight. ;)


On Sunday March 25th, 2007, Sin (1646) writes:
...well a description like this definitely gets the juices flowing...i always look forward to your erotica, your words create vivid images and there is no sense that is not touched and invaded by them..saucy write indeed ~kristy


On Sunday March 25th, 2007, Magic Hatter (2379) writes:
might have known you'd be here :P



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