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Styles Jan 23
Walking past your bedroom, I hear faint whispers of deep breathing. The sounds grew louder, as I approached the room. I put my ear to the door and heard panting. Accidently, it starts to push further open, revealing her, across the room lying on the bed naked, with both of your hands between your legs, playing…
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Styles Jan 23
After his eyes explored her as his hands did the same.  Working them down from her hips, his fingers explore between her legs; skin smoother than the silk she wore. Sensations coursed through his body, transferring to her flesh. The more he explored her, the more she opened up to him. His hunger and eagerness grew and  
she was writhing in pleasure, and her lips started to water, soaking his fingers. He smirked.
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Styles Jan 11
Barefoot as she'd left her sandals on the beach. Her tight sundress barely concealed the sight of her *******, her smooth flat stomach, and tight ***. As her skin glowed under the moonlight, She looked so alive, so ****, and so ready. Her short hair danced in the wind. Her dress shimmered in the breeze as if it was silk dancing in the sky. He moved down her body, with my eyes, like the hands of a skilled masseuse touching every inch of her existence.  His gaze wrapped around her like a belt, holding his attention.
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Styles Jan 11
Walking past your bedroom, I hear faint whispers of deep breathing. The sounds grew louder, as I approached the room. I put my ear to the door and heard panting. Accidently, it starts to push further open, revealing her, across the room lying on the bed naked, with both of your hands between your legs, playing…
let me know in the comments if you want a part 2
Styles Jan 11
I feel an eruption building, inside me.
the overwhelming pressure explodes,
shooting streams of emotion through me
touching places I never knew existed.
Styles Jan 11
As I pulled out,
some slides out.
sticky white ***,  
stile spilled from the tip,
soaking the bed sheets.
your bashful smile,
mets my devilish grin.
Styles Jan 11
beautiful round ***,
a firm smack
it smacks back  
fast pace
you looking back
moans morph to screams,
I could get use to that
begging for more
and I reach back
some deep strokes
I love that
Zywa Dec 2022
On the veranda, we wait
for coolness, a fresh shower
Only with us there is light

Nobody sees us
nobody is at home
What is he thinking of?

Not of me, fortunately
I'm already hot
in my underwear

I keep quiet
otherwise he'll fancy
and that takes me too long

The nights are so short
we need sleep
no sweaty ***
"Summer evening" (1947, Edward Hopper)

Collection "NightWatch"
Zywa Dec 2022
Everything could be,

tonight, and it cannot be --


It's so sweltering!
Collection "NightWatch"
Styles Nov 2022
Our lips,
melt each others,
when they touch.
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