Posts Tagged ‘sex’

Allow it the joy and wonder of your touch, caress

Does it not deserve as much

Legs ache with longing to wrap around your waist

Thighs dream of you softly laying a hand upon them

Little nibbles on ears and neck

Crying out for your touch, supple breasts

Soft buds silently scream to be kissed

This body has dreamt of you for so long now

Let it obtain extacsy

Grant this wish

Now only your will is recognize

You who comes to my dreams

Who awakens me with pleasure

Pleasure forgotten as dreams fade

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Everyone is perfect on the internet, aren’t they? Never a hair out of place, watching their P’s and Q`s, and they never, ever have any faults. Can you imagine if people were honest, if there was no such thing as hiding skeletons in the closet or telling half-truths? People’s pages would read something like this:

I’m short tempered, moody, and most of the time drink too much alcohol. I fart in bed, drool on my pillow at night, and have a liquid snore that makes the sound of a thousand drowning porpoises tame in comparison.

My armpits smell ripe, and because I eat raw garlic on a daily basis my family nicknamed me, “Dragon Breath”. Sometimes I pick my feet and eat the skin.

I can’t cook and I’m a terrible house cleaner. This won’t be a problem; after all, you should be good at domestic chores. Fetch me a beer and sandwich, will ya?

I’m currently between jobs and live with my elderly parents, but changing their diapers at night will be no trouble for you at all.

I’m looking for somebody who’ll give me a lot of sex. I don’t really care what you look like; at this point I’ll take anything with a pulse.

Oh, and I hope you won’t mind, but I’m on the computer far too much, so we won’t be able to spend a lot of time together. I’m not really into the whole “relationship” thing.

If this sounds good to you, drop me an email.

Sincerely, Mr. Truthful.

 
Tonight I Dont Want
That Sweet Love
Tonight I Dont Want
That Slow Love

Tonight I Want That…
Room Shaking
Bed Board Breaking
Boards Rattling
Moaning
Screaming
Cussing
Ass Smacking
Hair Pulling
Legs Quivering
Lips Trembling
Eye Rolling
Hand Shaking
FUCKING

I Want That Oragsm Bustin Sex
I Wanna Feel Every Inch Inside
I Want You To Pound Me

I Dont Want Sweet Kisses
Or Gentle Moves
I Dont Want Soft Touches
Or Long Strokes

I Want It
Hard
Fast
Rough

I Want To
Scream
Moan
Yell
Holler
Grip The Sheets

Hit It
From The Back
From The Front
From The Side

Missionary
Doggy
69
Froggy

I Dont Care What We Do
Or How We Do
As Long As You Make Me
Scream Daddy
And You FUCK ME HARD

Silently she awakes and gazes upon him there.
She sees him sleeping peacefully and longs to hold him near.
She reaches out her trembling hand to gently touch his face.
Remembering short hours ago, sharing love’s embrace.
He stirs just then and spies her tender. loving stare.
Then places his hand over hers, stunned at the extent of her care.
Their eyes never leave each other as she caresses his soft skin.
She smiles at him slightly as she moves closer to him.
He takes her in his arms placing a kiss upon her cheek.
She turns her head slowly, his lips for her to seek.
A subtle moan escapes her as his hand explores anew.
Passions kiss intensifies as their rhythmic dance ensues.
He proclaims his love for her as he kisses her wanting neck.
She moves her hands over him finally to rest upon his chest.
Feeling her velvet secret engulf him again and again,
And feels her building climax escaping from her then.
She arches back, catches his eyes adoring their allure.
As they reach their perfect harmony, together once more.

I don’t know what to do.. I have not lived near or close to my family most of my life.. I left home when I was 16 yrs old.. Moved all over the place til I made Winnipeg my new home and stayed for 15 yrs off and on.. I moved to Windsor in March 2009 to be close to them.. But I did enjoy being away from them as much as I missed everyone too..  But I wanna leave Windsor so bad, but I wanna stay at the same time, at least til I go see Arse this time and not run away from him eh.. I wanna know how it feels to have his nekkid body against mine. And to feel him deep inside me.. Sigh. I wish I didn’t let things happen the way they did. If I didn’t I could have known what  it feels like to be with him.. Idk if it’s a good idea to go and have sex with him but, I feel if I don’t I would always wonder how good it felt..  Sigh I hope I figure out these things before its to late… I never been with some one just for sex, but I wanna know all the same how good it feels..

Passions revealed,
desires sedated,
never once believed,
such pleasures awaited.

Romance claimed lost,
desire now greed,
no estatic long nights,
just fullfilling a need.

But with lingering glances,
on satin smooth skin,
through the night we languish,
in the erotica of skin.

A candle lit dinner,
alone to test our will,
champaine on ice ,
inhibitions to chill.

A fire in the hearth,
our only light,
yet hold back the urges,
as passion fills the night.

Caressing your hair,
a masage designed to please,
your breathing grows soft,
a sensual tease.

Lips finally meet,
so tender and hoping,
tounges intertwine,
searching not groping.

Finger tips trace,
from your neck down your spine,
awakening nerves the pleasure ,
devine.

Cloths whisper as they fall to the floor,
bringing pleasure in the skin they show,
no rush no hurry all night,
to take it slow.

A trail of kisses,
the soft backs of knees,
bodys aching yearning,
eager to please.

By the light of the fire,
two bodys join in an ancient rite,
as soft moans of pleasure,
become the sounds of the night.