Tuesday, March 29, 2011
her story
lilith and eve
her fragility
called to me
she had a story
as everyone has a story
so exotic yet familiar
the hills and valleys
the rock and the hard place
scylla and charybdis
the highs and the lows
the flavours and the spices
the loves won and the loves lost
the wisdom gained and the lessons learned
her tale slowly unfurled
exquisitely rich
brightly delicate
grounded and earthy
and i listened,
rapt.
***
Monday, March 28, 2011
Enigmatically Luscious: e[lust] #24
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~ This Week’s Top Three Posts ~
Women, Swinging, and Seduction – From Meeting to Fucking in the Swinging Lifestyle: “My wife wants to drop out of swinging and instead have an open relationship…” announced a good friend of mine..
The Scent of a Woman (Or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love my Snatch): Years back, during a scene, I had my dominant lean in and whisper lasciviously that he could “smell my wet pussy” and I started to cry.
5 Kinky Toys from the Office Supply Store: If you’re a nerd like me, you find the idea of office supplies a little bit arousing already but Pet & I paid a recent visit with an even more focused purpose — finding the best pervertibles Staples had to offer.
~ Featured Post (Lilly’s Pick) ~
Two Fantasies in One: The sexting progressed from just spanking and fingering to fingering both my holes, to slipping a butt plug in to punish me for being a naughty girl. By the time Tuesday came around we were both very horny and on edge to get together.
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Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships
What if His Is Much Larger Than Mine? – His & Hers Perspectives on Cock Size And Swinging
Sex News, Interviews, Politics & Humor
Introducing the charity spanking anthology
Kink & Fetish
The cute checkout girl browsed my bare cleavage
Erotic Writing
Back to the scene of the crime
Naughty Nurse Night At The Swingers Club
Short Dress. High Heels. Margaritas…
We Begin With Talk Of Drink and Debauchery – Hazy Memories of Desire
Sunday, March 27, 2011
elegance
across the curve
of a cheek
a pensive, measuring gaze
peering deep
into the soul
the tucking away
of an errant curl
behind a naked, vulnerable ear
small minute adjustments
of silky ties
that bind
the moving of a hand
or a foot
just so
of a body
carefully displayed
a quiet command
voiced in an ear
sparse in words
rich in content
a simple blindfold
given
and received
without one word
elegant things
elegant possibilities
elegance.
***
Thursday, March 24, 2011
sacred
blessed it was
my spirit and yours
intertwined and filled with the light
we floated up and out
in that elsewhere
of no mind
where energy transforms into
a new creation, tenuous and baby soft
that space where we celebrate
with our bodies
in that dance of the divine
the divine within, the divine without
worshipping each other
slowly and lingeringly
a leisurely banquet of sense memory
oh we go
we go out
we go beyond
we go higher and higher
beyond thoughts of sky and flesh
flesh melds into flesh
words blur into one
the white welcomes our embrace
we shine with the white light
our desires create
the light takes us up and out
to the yonder of our sensual dreams
beyond notions of up and down
sacred our touch is
as we explore each other
tenderly caressing, achingly full and feather light
sacred our dance is
as we embrace the music
the drumbeats of our hearts create
sacred, your touch, my touch
we bless this time and space
with our joining and union of flesh and spirit
oh bliss, bliss of our desires becoming beyond desire
the blessed earth beneath us
the blessed sky above us
the blessed tangle of our limbs
we breathe in the sacred
we live the sacred
we create the sacred
and oh
and oh
oh my oh my
my sacred twinned self
you bless me with this moment
you, my bliss, my blissful muse
in this sensually loving sacred space.
you and i
sacred souls
in our sacredly created space.
***
Switching Tides, Part Deux
diverging waves crash upon each other
as i drift between, above and below, and inside out
all the sides of passion
all the sides of pain
all the faces of the Dominant
all the faces of the submissive
all the faces of the inquisitive Switch
the tart
the temptress
the playful kinkster
the unforgiving Mistress
the equal opportunity explorer who dabbles
with all tempting male and female flesh
she i am
she i become
she who swims the switching tides
in one given moment
all at once and then some
everything is familiar and still new
but what do i choose
i choose and i choose and i choose again
to sample them all
and let the tides bring me
wherever my liquid ever-evolving pleasures take me
i swim between all the shores,
still.
***
falling
dressed in moonlight
and the stars
bringing with you such things
wicked things
teasing things
promising things
twisted things
all the things
you wrapped around me
gently, cruelly, softly, darkly
your midnight eyes gleamed
as you wound your spell
and i
i simply
fell.
***
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*the line "you tumbled from the sky" was inspired by the opening line of a poem by finbar, The Cruelty Of My Heart.electric
you called it
the electric current
that sizzled
between us
we zapped each other’s
neurons and synapses
and every single other
pleasure center
oh yes
we connected each other’s dots
we did
over and over and over again
it was so unexpected
there was no build up
there was no slow building of fire
no
it exploded
white hot
so hot so hot so hot
the minute
you looked
into my eyes
you literally jumped
in your skin
when you looked at me
we were both that startled
and how could i know
because i did know
oh i sure knew
the electricity would jump
between us
with just one look
we didn’t just meet
we collided
white suns smashing into each other
we crashed
we thrashed
we smashed through
all the usual barriers
that just melted away
it was so raw
and crazy
and cataclysmic
and i loved every
white hot wet musky wild primal
moment of it
i consumed you
and you consumed me
and baby,
i can taste it
still
that mind numbingly addictive slick
moment
when i met you
and you met me
and we
tasted that one long moment
together
it was
electric.
***
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
desire
with my wanting
of you
a pain i welcome
a pain i treasure
a pain i rock deep
into my soul
my desire for you
is not pure
is not an immaculate sheet
is not just made of light
it’s raw and harsh and demanding
it’s gritty and unbearably sharp
it’s hot lava out of control
i ride these waves
roll and am ambushed
rocked and shocked
consumed and drunk to the dregs
i feel like a punchy drunk
all my bearings disappeared
you smash me
out of the ballpark
does this ever stop
how can i stop
do i want to
do i want to stop wanting you
no
i reach out for more
with both hands
with heart bared
with trembling need
with eyes wide open
with blurred brain
this liquid ache
ache ache ache
oh darling creature of tempting flesh
you reduce me
to this,
you do.
***