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Styles Oct 2
Listening to the waves pound into the shores, while I pound into you. listening to the waves spray against the sands, while you spray against me. Listening to the tides come in, while I cum inside of you.
Suhana Sep 23
And when you take shower alone
Your flaw less skin so wet
With water dripping down your bosom
And reaching the twilight zone
Then you think of me
Fusing my flesh ,my blood with you
Taking you up and up in smoke
And you close your eyes in bliss
Cause it's my gentle kiss on your lips
And on your hips that you miss
MOMENTS OF MOMENTS
LONGING FOR HIS TOUCH
CLOSENESS OF OUR BODIES
FEELINGS WE HUNGER FOR SO MUCH

WHISPERS OF A BREEZE
TICKLING SIDE OF MY EAR
SENSATION RISES MY CHEST BUMPS
WITH FEELING OF WANTING HIM MORE

AS WE START TO PLAY
HE GUIDES ME IN A WAY
WHERE HE LAYS HIS LIPS ONTO MINE
AND THE PLEASURE IS  RECITED ALL DAY

FINGERS TRACE THE LINES
OF BLACK SILK ON MY SKIN
SLOWLY HE PULLS THEM DOWN
WITH A RISE OF EXCITEMENT STIRRING DEEP WITHIN

I STAND THERE COMPLETELY BARE
PEAKS AT A RISE
THE WAY THAT HE KISSES ME
AS I STARE INTO HIS EYES

VULNERABLE AND EXPRESSED
THE WAY HE LOOKS AT ME
I START TO FEEL COMPLETE
BECAUSE HE SAYS TO ME

“YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL MY LOVE”
“I COULD STARE AT YOU ALL DAY”
“NEVER COVER UP”
“AND NEVER BE ASHAMED”

WITH YOUR HANDS INTO MINE
RIGHT WHERE THEY BELONG
PRESSED UP BESIDE ME
FEEL OF HIS ARMS SO STRONG

OUR BODYS GLIDE TOGETHER
I CAN’T EVER GET ENOUGH
MOVEMENT FROM HIS CENTER
GIVING IT TO ME NICE AND ROUGH

ACTIONS FROM OUR MOVEMENTS
EXPLANATION NOT IN NEED
MOTIONS FROM OUR FANTASIES
I’M BEGGING TO BE FREED

THE GLIDE OF HIS PASSION
EXPRESSED TO ME EVERYTHING
LEAVES ME FEELING FAINTLY EMPTY
SO SATISFIED AND DRAINED

THE TENDER KISSES HE PLACES
ON THE SKIN BETWEEN MY THIGHS
TRACING OF HIS FINGERS
STROKING IN AND OUT OF MY INSIDES

AMAZING ELECTRIC WAVES
AS I CONTINUE TO BEG FOR MORE
WRAPPED IN HIS ARMS
MY BODY EXHAUSTED, PAINFULLY WORE

THE SHADOWS OF OUR BEINGS
GIVES THE WALLS A LITTLE SHOW
WITH THE PASSIONATE MOTIONS WE DEMONSTRATE
IN A RHYTHM WE ALL KNOW


                                                            -BY JENNIFER WOLFE
REALLY DON'T KNOW WHAT ANYONE THINKS OF MY WRITING.  IS IT ANY GOOD?
Styles Sep 5
Recalling your name;
as each letter of your name
slips and slides off my tongue
the seductive visuals of
getting you off have begun
touching your venus fly trap
with my taste bud
making your goosebumps bud
until your river runs
and your floodgates flood.
Won’t even say your name
just sound it out -- until you are overcome.
Submit to my strength;  of my passion
with my permission.
applying pressure;
until you are well-cum.
Styles Aug 30
Feed me your mouth,
   so I can satisfy my desires
      with the taste of our destiny.
      
      I long for the rush,
      from our lips, when they touch.
    symbols of each other,
signaling one another,
   our body language,
  speaking to,
us.

Lost in forever,
the moment consumed,
by passion
Styles Aug 29
Warming up; broad strokes, slow.
Weaving in; zig zags, back and fore.
Quick flicks; suck and sip. Wanting more.
Long circles; slide, gently touching below.
Come hither; and it's off you go.
Wet drawers; when it rains it pours.
Foreplaying; got us both on all fours.
Knees weak; can't take it anymore.
My lips; tugging yours.
Amazing sensation; curling your toes.
Lapping tongue; series of sips.
Guiding hand; full of tips.
Bodies part: tongue, fingers, nose, lips
Raising tides; lifting your hips.
Quality time; best spent like this.
Styles Aug 29
We keep coming together, you killing me, it's a dead heat. Sex so good, we can hardly speak. Climbing on top, she's reaching her peak. Skirt no panties, she hide, I seek. Ready or not, here she cums, and I practice what I preach. Locked myself inside her, finders keep. If the meek inherits her world, I guess that makes me weak.
Freddie Ruiz Aug 28
Something about you makes every guy hot for you;
behaving like horny dogs around you,
‘cause they just want a taste of what is good,
but my mama always told me to be careful with girls like you.

The “too good to be true” type of girl,
who’ll dis you when another guy comes along,
whose beauty is her most productive resource;
but who knows, maybe in your case I’m wrong.

It’s obvious you know I like you
and I think you enjoy what you got me going through.
Can’t leave you alone for one second, without those dogs jumping all over you.
I guess their mamas never warned them about girls like you.

But it’s just that something about you makes you look good.
You got something that makes you different and better than those other girls;
that’s why I’m around you as much as I can be,
fronting as if you belong to me.
Fantasizing about how I kiss your lips
as I grab you hard by the hips,
‘cause although my mama told me to be careful with girls like you,
you got something that makes you better than those other girls.
Written on July 18, 2004
Composition number: 187
Styles Aug 28
Read your mind, and wrote back. Your body language, crossed the line. Your wet spots, one track. Taking my time, laying you. Face flat, pulling on your hair, head back. Hands spreading your thighs, take that. Two fingers inside, now taste that.

Baby you looked surprised, I wasn’t telling you lies. I can touch the back. I got one thing on my mind, shivers upon down your spine, you quiver. Me on top of you, turn things around, you looking back. Coming one after another, from different points of view, imagine that. Read between the lines, and found you; sitting on my lap. kept crossing my mind, uncross your legs, red your lips; love doing that. Spread your legs, relax your hips, and lean back. I take a sip, a little lick, then a kiss - now that's that. I grind your hips, you like that? My tongue, flicks your tip, you like this; you bite your lip, your waist lifts. Your pleasure. My bliss.

You come with your eyes closed; cause I take you back. I thought you were a good girl, well, I take it back. Curl my finger, you cum harder like that. You only put up a fight, cause you know I’ll bite back.
You smell like love
The scent of arousal with a hint of lust
Desire of an unknown perfume

You taste like sex  
A taste that will last forever
The flavor fresh when my face slipped inbetween your legs

You felt so wet but was as sweet as honey
My hand feeling every inch of your body
Fingered inbetween your virginity

You sound like heaven
Your whining intoxicating like poison
Your voice seductive as it gets

You felt swift as you showed me the woman in you
Riding your hips gliding without hesitation
You felt innocent and naive as I guided your hips

You loved the taste of me thrusting into you
Crying out my name your face filled with pleasure and lust
You love the flavor of me going further than before

You drowned in my attention relished it
Hungered for it you were lit up by my infatuation
You felt a hot spark and electric energy that sent tingles to the very center of you

You just made love my dear
This is what love means to me
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