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 Sep 2019 Samantha
Tristan Taylor
****, girl
That *** is thick
Don't play with me, girl
You make me wanna lick...
OOPS.
Girl, did I say that out loud?
It's just that that *** in them jeans
Makes me want to shout
Ooh, girl, bend over, show me what's that about
I'm a religious man, Lord, forgive me
For what I'm about to see
So sweaty
So pretty
Her thong showed
Her kitty was getting frisky
If you know what I mean
She was grinding me
Nothing was in between
She looked back and smiled
She knew
I wanted to **** her to the extreme.
A play on David Banner's "Play." This is a fantasy of mine.
 Sep 2019 Samantha
Haylin
have you ride it,
teach you how to move your hips, as it slide it,
between your lips until you hide it,
press against entrance -  guide it deep inside
the tip brushing up against your insides
pressing your walls apart as it glides
rolling your hips as you roll your eyes
I tighten my grip on your hips and then you slide
like a wave against the current our bodies astride
rocking back and fourth, whining side to side
watching you ride before closing my eyes -
enjoying the joy ride as I come
satisfying my craving to be inside
deep inside, feeling it pressing against your stomach and you love it
grip your thighs the look in your eyes reads divine
goose bumps running like a up-n-down your spine
our universes converse then our stars collide
 Sep 2019 Samantha
Styles
Enlist
 Sep 2019 Samantha
Styles
He wants to
lather his tongue
in her saltiness
his lips caressing  
her silky smooth crevice
tip of his tongue piercing her surface
parting her lips of tenderness
the haze turns to a mist
her fate sealed with a kiss
picture the moment
picture perfect
destination pleasure
reaching a ******
given like a gift
and served with a twist
of satisfaction
your imagination
you must enlist
 Sep 2019 Samantha
Haylin
Our first kiss
Gave me an everlasting bliss.
The night your lips met mine
Made everything feel so right.
It was if the whole world stopped
And all my worries just dropped.
The way your lips felt on mine
So gentle and so kind.
I can't forget how your lips taste
And the way your hands cupped my face.
Or how you ran your fingers through my hair
And how much you told me you care.
The feeling I get when I feel your kiss
Is a feeling I never want to miss.
 Sep 2019 Samantha
Vener
Bestiality
 Sep 2019 Samantha
Vener
to him,
she was his escape,
his ever present lighthouse.

as shadows creeped up his vision,
he would go to her
seeking temporary paradise
in an unforgiving world
that would pass judgement
on those that failed
to meet their quota

it calmed him.

to be able
to completely surrender himself
to someone so pleasurably cruel

each whip lash,
each biting scar,
each punishing slap,
each delicious sting from candle wax,
his neck wrapped in a collar
his skin marred by abuse
yet he couldn't help but ask
for more
more
more
he would beg
and she would give it to him.

he let himself drift away
until nothing more
than welcomed thoughts of her
invaded his once clustered mind
he would do anything for her.
only for her.

that was his duty
as her loyal pet

to her,
no words needed
                   to be said
he was nothing more
  than an animal
       trained to
             satisfy her
                         in bed.

that's how its always been
with her partners being
lustful creatures
forever seeking an outlet
for their suppressed desires

but she couldn't help
but think that this one
this insignificant little pet
would be the one
to stay by her side

then again,
that's what she thought
about everyone else before him
but she'd gladly wait
and see if
this one was any different

the least she could do
would be to enjoy herself
and savor the moment
of being able to call
this pathetically beautiful beast
as her own.
hmm...not sure how I feel about this one. might rewrite next time, or might not. Who knows~ I might make this into a short story tbh
Challenge from Yan F~
 Sep 2019 Samantha
Seline Mui
She shoots
she scores
she cheats
what a *****.

Her veins on fire, envy pierce her eyes
always on her mind, creeping in her sleep
lingering as she wakes, following
a trail of lies, deceit, guilt
a pain of a plan, pin in her hand,
blood fills the needle
a miss, can't feel the bliss.

a narrow tunnel, holding on to faith,
some hope, an ex lover knocks on her door
yearning for more, so much more,
between the sheets, then sleep

Kiss goodbye, time passes
her new found lover
says he loves her
and she says in back.

Retraction, a curse a spell
scared to say the wrong name
when she makes love,
is it truly love?

If it was, why is she searching for drugs?
 Sep 2019 Samantha
Styles
Tease
 Sep 2019 Samantha
Styles
As she sat in lace *******;    
damp from her liquids,    
so slick they easily slip,    
down over her pelvis,    
sliding off her hips.    
Thighs parting, legs spread wide.    
Her finger tips,    
the crescent between her lips,    
tracing her slit,  
Pressing,    
Caressing,    
As her waist lifts.    
Her present,    
His gift,    
Turning herself on,    
teasing him like this.
 Sep 2019 Samantha
Styles
Weak
 Sep 2019 Samantha
Styles
She had some many weak spots; between her legs, on her chest, in her mind. Getting in her head, not wasting time.  Teasing one of her spots, connecting all of her dots, she's going into shock.

Taking my time. Finding each one, blowing her mind. Some much fun. Our hands all over her body, I'm her guide. Finding her pleasures, it's a pleasure of mine. Our bodies came together, within our confines. Sharing *******; giving her a piece of mine. Things got rough, she didn't mind. Handful of her hair, her tender *****.

******* over there, still on the chair. Legs in the air, breathing heavy in my ear. Hot flashes every where; her clothes just disappear. Went from kissing her lips; to licking down there. Hands on, I like it down here. Her elbows on the bed, my head between her legs, spread-- my tongue doing, everything she said, the writings on her walls, and I'm well read.

— The End —