Her mesh dress, sheer, a daring art,
Igniting chaos within my heart.
A bronzed goddess, beauty untamed,
Sculpted grace, temptation named.

Her presence stirred my soul to roam,
Transporting thoughts far from home.
Her lips, a sip of heady delight,
Her sway, a beacon in the night.

Magnetic, profound, her spell takes hold,
A force too strong, too bold to withhold.
No retreat, no turning away,
Her allure commands, I’m here to stay.

Entangled deep, resistance fades,
In her spell, all reason sways.
An odyssey begins, passion’s fire ignites,
A journey endless through starry nights.

I want to tease with touches slight,
A gentle spark that feels so right.
Moments shared, just you and me,
A journey into intimacy.

We’ll talk, we’ll learn, we’ll wonder still,
Discovering depths that time won’t ****.
Each touch a whisper, soft yet bold,
A story of passion waiting to be told.

Those moments when we can’t let go,
The fire between us starts to grow.
No space, no pause, no need to part,
Just the rhythm of two beating hearts.

Let the connection pull us near,
In a world where only we appear.
Lost in touches, sweet and true,
I’ll learn you, and you’ll learn me too.

I want to tease with touches light,
To spark a fire deep in the night.
Moments shared, where hearts explore,
Each one leaves us craving more.

Let’s wonder, talk, and learn anew,
Discovering depths of me and you.
Touches that linger, driving us mad,
Moments that feel too good to be had.

A bond so strong, we can’t let go,
A connection deeper than we’ll ever know.
No need to stop, no need to part,
Just endless passion, heart to heart.

Let my fingers trace her skin,
Carving paths only we’ve been in.
Lose yourself as we collide,
To find each other deep inside.

My tongue a poet, her body the page,
Writing verses of passion, igniting a stage.
Kissing her hard, left bruises remain,
Her pleasures ache within pain.

Taste her need as she she take mine too,
In a desperate dance, raw and true.
Not softly, not shyly, but we play it safe,
Marking her boldly with our embrace.

Take me like freedom’s last fleeting call,
Break me apart, but rebuild it all.
I don’t want careful—I crave divine,
An unforgettable chaos where our souls align.

Let my words run down your body,
Wrap around you, branding softly.
Fingerprint trails, smoke rising thin,
Sizzling heat under your skin.

Scorching my path, marking the line,
Each touch whispers, "You are mine."

The idea of you falling for me
Not just my naked body  but
Also my emotions too I must
Tell you that I love you  for who
You are you......the idea of you falling
For me is killing me Softly
Killing me sweetly as you kiss me
Everywhere you want sensei  I hold
Your hand as we make intense and
Passionate love.   I aske where you come
From.  You say that you are from the land
Of the rising sun.   Then you kiss me in
The deepest part of me
Kissing my soul not just my womanhood
You love my scent of my body. As you
Kiss me I see a spark in your eye as we
Couple you smile gently and mischievous
I want to kiss you
I want to desire you
I want to smile with my eyes
At you
I want keep having *** with you
My loving sensei, you are falling
For me as we just fall asleep in
Eachothers arms.    As I fall asleep
I heart your heartbeat
Killing my Softly
Killing me  sweetly as we
Lay in eachothers arms
Our legs entwined sleeping
As I wake up you are not there
I wonder where you are
Only to see that you are sleeping
With another student.   But I still
Love you.   It's killing me
Softly
And painfully sweet
If only we could make love again
But I am your ***** secret that you
Are ashamed of.
Why
Are you killing me Softly
Killing sweetly
killing me slowly
But I know in my heart
That you love me only
And that you have tosave face.....

i knocked on
your door,
you opened with
a smile;
you knocked
on mine,
i returned
the favour;
the building was empty -
or at least,
the people living in it.
you were different,
though -
you were full of
little surprises.  
you were gentle -
like your touches;
and your kisses;
and your movements;
and my solitude:
of which -
you stripped me,
with your movements;
your kisses;
and your touches;
you shook me,
to say the least.
i was a sick man -
literally, and otherwise:
and it rubbed off
on you, a bit.
yet, you leaned on me;
pressed me;
cupped me;
grazed your lips
against the wet corner
of mine -
swooning;
drooling;
licking;
me choking on
cigarette smoke.
you choking -
every now and then.
you sick freak!
your uffs…
your aahs…
your mmms…
your every breath.
i loved you -
more than anything
in the world
in that moment;
that exquisite moment.
my eyes flickering;
my heart pounding;
my silence, silencing.
it was just right;
you were enough,
in that moment,
and all that
was you -

and then,
you left.