For so long she’s wanted him.
Impatiently — she awaits,
Extremely aroused in her longing.
There is no escaping the erotic
Nature that drives her.
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Seductive whispers drive her passion
To the edge of an intense orgasm.
For so long, longing lips wanted to be kissed;
For so long, she wanted to be missed.
For so long, she was unhappy in her prior relationship,
But now, finally — she is his.
He loves her deeply, expressing his
Passionate feelings through intimacy;
Undoubtedly, they belong to each other completely.
As he goes deeper inside her—
Through luscious lips,
She whispers his name amorously. -
They met at a five star hotel for a three day tryst;
they both told their significant others that
they would be away for a few days on business.
For her flight, she wore a recently purchased
violet lingerie set underneath an off–white dress
and black pumps that glamorized her steps.
Upon seeing her lover, she was immediately wet.
As soon as they made their way to the hotel room,
they quickly undressed and had passionate sex.
After another round, they showered and dressed;
He wore a suit — and she wore a short black dress
with black heels that complimented her legs.
They took the elevator down to the restaurant
to have dinner, and also to refresh themselves.
After desert, they made their way to the bar for drinks;
him, a vodka on the rocks — and her, a dirty martini,
garnished with two extra olives she requested
in a beautiful cocktail glass that was pink.
In a dark setting, she kissed him and whispered
that she wanted him inside her again.
On the elevator on the way up, she got on her knees and tasted him;
back in their lavish suite, they fucked, again and again.
It was a three day tryst to quench the fire of their lust and longing within.
On her flight back home, she thought of the way he made her moan.
Her nipples became erect — and in her seat, she was soaking wet. -
The most intense sex couldn’t scratch the surface
of her lascivious desires that are secret.
To not only want two but three men
at the same time, lingers on her mind.
She uses an extremely flexible double–ended dildo
and a variety of vibrators to keep herself satisfied.
At least once a day, she makes time to play;
screaming loudly as she releases uncontrollably.
The thought of them inside her excites her.
She dreams of walking into a dimly lit room
wearing lingerie and black stiletto heel sandals—
where three brawny men would be awaiting.
To write of her excitement in that moment,
would be words not easily contemplated.
First, roughly from behind, she wants to be taken;
while at the same time, looking into the eyes
of the man in–front of her, as she tastes him.
To have her hair pulled as she is being pummeled
on her knees, would be something that would thoroughly please;
she would certainly euphorically scream
as she feels the pleasure from the measure
of the other she rides, who is underneath.
She contemplates the lustful whispers they would say to her
as inside her, they would both be deep.
She has another intense orgasm,
thinking of the secret desires that she keeps. -
In her eyes, there is a beautiful mystery.
She longs to be kissed and held gently.
There is so much wonder in the uncovering
Of her eroticism and incredible sensuality.
She loves deeply and wants to be loved unconditionally.
You must truly love her, to know that she
Expresses herself foremost through intimacy;
To have her heart, is to have love in all its transcendency.
The taste of her lips are as sweet as honey.
Her loving warmth, is the beauty of her femininity.
To experience the depths of her heart,
Is to make a wonderful discovery. -
I see the pain in you that others can’t see;
I see the angelic light of your beauty;
When you speak, I listen intently;Where they see chaos and dysfunction,
I see, beautiful intricacies.When they call you whore,
I call you a gorgeous woman
whose depths are yet to be explored;When they say they hate you, I say, I love you.
When they turn you away,
I take your hand and tell you to stay;When they whisper vile utterances,
I tell you how beautiful your aura is.When they call you worthless,
I hold you in my warm embrace
with your head against my chest
and tell you that you are worthy of true love
and nothing less. -
You are beautiful in your speaking.
You are beautiful in your awakening.
You are beautiful in your sleeping.
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Her wet fingers, rub the places
the feelings of his measure still linger;
her bed is soaked with the passion
of vividly recollected memories.
She teases herself to make the euphoria last longer;
pinching her erect nipples,
And then deciding to use the vibrator
that is beside her, to climax harder.
With her legs open, she thinks of him
while heavily breathing and sensually whispering.
On the advent of her next orgasm,
her body erotically writhes,
as if she is experiencing a spasm.
She licks the tip of the vibrator as if she is teasing him,
only to place it back inside her,
before intensely releasing again.
She feels sexy in the black stiletto sandals
that she is beautifully wearing.
To spank herself, she turns over
and moves into doggy position;
loudly screaming, with the windows open,
she hopes that the tall masculine neighbor
that often waves to her is listening. -
In their agony they found true intimacy.
With tears in their eyes, they kissed deeply,
And all night, wept, and shared their stories;
They then undressed, and he took her into his arms gently
And made love to her passionately.
She whispered to him, You belong to me—
And looking into her eyes, he replied, Yes baby,
I love you with everything within me.
They had both suffered so much tragedy.
Without rings, in love, they are truly married.
