our bodies grinding in a sultry rhythm
Feb 5

the mingled sounds of our moans
our tongues in a hypnotic dance
our bodies grinding in a sultry rhythm

#love   #desire   #sultry  
Faithful Sultry less
JoJo Nguyen
JoJo Nguyen
Jul 10, 2013

Faithful Sultry less
bleeding gone to die.
Toothy advice sense
take chase child in lie
to win favor from Mom,
Dad and narrow eye.
Fatty truth rubs
beneath a morsel joke,
beating bushy retreat
into a sheep's cloak.
Wrath swearing against
old, Sultry and three,
false age and stiff tail
boar honest friend's free.

The sultry taste of pure lust,
Paul M Chafer
Paul M Chafer
Sep 28, 2014      Sep 28, 2014

So deliciously dark,
The sultry taste of pure lust,
Lingering upon my wet tongue; so hot!
I smile, lapping up your slinky essence,
Writhing, twisting, arching, resisting,
Attempting to deny my devilish charm,
Hiding behind flimsy veils of innocence.
Only, I know, deep inside, you burn,
No chains, or bonds, could ever hold you,
Knowing you want me, so very much.
Parting your hastily erected defences,
I snatch you up; we plunge into the fire,
As one, the flames consume, seared raw,
Forging an emotional alloy, thrashed out,
Hammered upon the anvil of sheer pleasure,
Quivering, breathless, enraptured and blissful,
Again and again, leaving us both sated,
Still tasting of sultry lust,
So deliciously dark.

©Paul M Chafer 2014

#lust   #dark   #sex   #sultry  
Kim E Williams
Kim E Williams
Aug 11, 2014

Just before dawn
The moon looms
Bright, bold
Shining through the skin
Of clouds
Sliding across her
Like the lace gliding off your
Last night…

oh the passing of our passions...
#passion   #lust   #alive   #sultry  
Where he calls me...sultry
Aug 8, 2012

Where he calls me...sultry
I am
A silken storm of want
In the blush of moon...

Night falls long,
Humid, in the heat of ache
“I want you”
Rushes over me in droplets of

His voice
A  pour
Creamy smooth
A slip-slide down
My throat...

His dark touch
Beneath my starve,
Craving the sip,
Drowned in swallow...

Thrumming trembles
The quench of thirst
Beneath the swelling tide
Under silken tongue...

Slipping deeply into wetness
Pulsing raw
Lust surges strings of silk
Primitive and wild...

Where he calls me...sultry
I am......

Bitsy Sanders
Bitsy Sanders
Oct 7, 2014      Oct 7, 2014

I’m not religious,
but you've got a tongue that can
make me see Jesus.

© Bitsy Sanders, October 2014
I feel the sultry warmth of your breath caress my neck,
Rustine Hamlett

You're close;

I feel the sultry warmth of your breath caress my neck,
and the scent of your hair is an exquisite promise.

Without looking, I see the satisfaction in your eyes,

as I contemplate the delicious ambiguity of your whisper,
and bite my lip against the inevitable moan.

You smile, bestow a soft kiss upon my cheek, and walk away,

leaving me to stare after you in bewildered fascination,
my fingers pressed to the hunger you've quickened in my lips.

written July 2014
#eyes   #daydream   #whisper   #promise   #close   #scent   #satisfaction   #caress   #moan   #sultry  
Sultry his mellow tone
Nov 28, 2014

Sometimes Berry White comes to me
Through the mist in my foggy dreams
Lacing my hands on his body
Slowly breaking him down
Sultry his mellow tone
Setting the mood
I exhale his fumes
So much good in the air
Thick opulence like opal jewels
As the light shines through
Dancing in rays of prisms
Barry takes my hand
And kisses my lips
I'm high in heaven

Nice last two nights
Lol, it's coming your way SM
Berry whites elephant
upon her sultry menu
Elizabeth Squires
Elizabeth Squires
Dec 11, 2014

to and fro
her hips did move
men were lured
into her pelvic groove
the spangling sequins
on her costume
in their most desirous eyes
how they all
in her tantalizing field
a scorching heat
she did produce
which generated
a furnace of ardency
in a smoke filled bar
on ninth avenue
men did feast
upon her sultry menu

#dance  #desire  #ardency
within my trance of sultry nights*
Frieda P
Frieda P
Oct 1, 2013

Your musky scent lingered
wafted through my mind
my eyes glistened in the recall
echoed in enthralled moments,
Chantilly laced and perfumed
my body aches to do it again
a shiver tickles my inner thigh
flutter of fiery passion enraptured
left its brand upon my breast
your torrid kisses bruised my lips
pain and ecstasy of divine bliss
sizzling in thrashing slow motion
within my trance of sultry nights

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