Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark

It was sharp.
It was sweet.
It was good.

A tattoo, pounding on flesh.
Staccato punctuation.
The never knowing, of it.
Of where it would land.
Here. Or there.
Here. Or there.
Surely not - there.
NOT THERE!
You scream in your mind.
Can't take any more - THERE.
The river of desire runs,
runs indeed.
Lava HOT.
The endless dripping.
The flesh beyond sensitive.

Some times a volley of thumps.
Some times a hollow echo.
Some times a whistling through the air.

Still, it falls.
Object after object after object.
Falling on the straining,
squirming flesh.

But your screams muffled,
both inside & outside
of your mind.

Your hand gives up
lifts to hold up
the sign
for
ONE.

And so it stops.

You slowly shudder
as yet another
release
hits you.

You are toast.
Done
like
dinner.

Only  one thought remains,
that you think
to yourself.

It was sharp.
It was sweet.
It was good.

***

Enigmatically Luscious: e[lust] #76

Elust #76

Photo courtesy of Charlie in the Pool

Welcome to Elust #76 –

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~ This Month’s Top Three Posts ~

Sex and the post-birth vagina
Lonely Things
Just the two of us

~ Featured Post (Molly’s Picks) ~

Tiny, shiny, bity snaps of steel…
I have fallen in and out of love with myself

~ Readers Choice from Sexbytes~

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I had An Abortion
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the use of the “read more…” tag is allowable after this point. Thank you, and enjoy!

Erotic Fiction

The End of the Run
Ladies Who Lunch kink of the week: dirty panties Release Brutal Nights Because I Knew I Shouldn’t Erotic Fiction: “Everything” Look, Don’t Touch As one night ends…
String Quartet
Unmasked: Part 1: The Gift The Secret Rolls

Erotic Non-Fiction

The lick of love. Tickle & Tease Oral Sex, Don’t Forget Oral Hygiene – Whoops! Feed my senses Camming With A Foot Lover Finding the Edges Word power The Mail Room Doing It Herself

Sex News, Opinion, Interviews, Politics & Humor

I Had An Abortion
The 7 Dimensions of Cock

Thoughts & Advice on Kink & Fetish

When I Thought the Scene Was Done Introducing the Abject Kitten, Part 2 The Joy of Fear Talking About BDSM With Your Therapist On Denial (and topping from the bottom)

Thoughts & Advice on Sex & Relationships

I Did It My Way Two
Fuckin With Fuck Boys Part II You don’t need my permission to fuck my lover Undercovers

Writing About Writing

The Hunt for Adult/Sex Friendly Businesses

The Limits of Control, Part Deux

You could cut the tension
with a knife

and so he did.

one small cut at a time
drop by red drop
tiny knicks really
down the line of her body.

a playful
connecting of the dots
red line
curving
down
the length
of her
naked
body
red roses
blooming
on
white.

she was still
while he marked her
just one sharp
intake of breath
escaped
her lips.

when his knife
paused lovingly
at the base of her neck
where
her pulse beat frantically
like a trapped baby bird.

the only indication
Of her excitement.

he whispered
shhhh
in her tiny ear

and walked away.

as the tension
slowly
dissipated

from the room
and her body.

leaving only
the yearning
for more
behind.

***
Read Limits of Control, Part 1.