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- The Coupling Of Passion And Erotic Lusts
- by Temptress
- A touch of skin soft and slippery,
- With the hint of sweat.
- We fought our resistance beneath the cool sheets,
- As the wind flowed from the window above us.
- Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance,
- To abandon all of our uncertainties.
- You began your work on my lips,
- Probing gently as if drawing sex,
- From a deep well of longing and need.
- Then heated tongues met in the midst,
- Of hot and quickening breath.
- And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts.
- Then intoxicated with those spirits,
- Our clothes found resting place on the floor.
- Piece by piece,
- Until there were no hiding places,
- For the two glistening and wanting bodies.
- Hunger revealed in this hot moment.
- Then skin meshed with skin,
- As the floor became the stage.
- You moved atop of me easily,
- And lowered yourself gently.
- Kissing me as I was filled with you.
- As a gasp broke the kiss,
- Your hands stroked the stray strands,
- Away from my forehead, then became entangled.
- Our slow rhythm gave way,
- To urgent and demanding thrusts of passion,
- As I arched my body for your comfort,
- And you threw me into ecstasy,
- With the strength of your blows.
- You left me screaming and soaked,
- In oblivion again and again,
- As you growled my name from the back of your throat,
- And our bodies both demanded more,
- Each giving to the other,
- High on the fluids of foreign substance.
- I grasped, then released you,
- Grasped then released you,
- In effort to relieve you of your control.
- The taste of your skin between my lips,
- Was like no other.
- To hear your cry of mercy,
- When my teeth met your warm skin,
- Was more breathtaking than you knew.
- Yet I still released the control to you.
- As you wound your hands in my hair,
- And pulled until the flesh on my neck was taut,
- You moved with one final and breaking blow,
- Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss,
- Leaving our screams to echo on like battle cries.
- I welcomed the weight of you to crush me,
- As you collapsed on top of me,
- Still hot and burning,
- And I glowing like an ember,
- Casting a welcome light,
- Should you seek my gifts again.
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