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Styles Jul 2024
The scent of her sweet essence
Tickles my nose.
She is aroused,
So I arouse.
Styles Jul 2024
Last night,
When I touched you,
I felt something I yearned for,
But never knew existed.
Tonight, I crave it,
Like a missing piece of my soul.
Styles Jul 2024
Wonder, what sparks this surge,
Fingers twist within, desires emerge.
A gush of pleasure, a gentle urge,
To be loved, admired, in passion's dirge.
A Squirt, still, how it works, I ponder and verge.
Styles Jul 2024
Her body's speaking in tongues,
and I'm captivated by love.
Her vibes
fit me perfectly,
In my mind,
we've already made love,
my size,
fits her like a glove.
Styles Jul 2024
A deep need arises
a desire to be filled
leaving you
drenched
in ecstasy
as my essence
pours out
indefinitely
Ander Stone Jul 2024
Scorching,
her lingering gaze.

If only I could bathe
in her greying clouds,
in that black vortex
hidden in the storm
of her restless soul.

Torrid,
her warm embrace.

If only I could swim
in her pale downpour,
in that chilling curtain
hiding the world
in her summer storm.

Sweltering,
her mouth caressing.

If only I could drown
in her torrential descent,
in that ephemeral beauty
hiding nothing
of her thunderous lust.

Parching,
her heaving breathing.

If only I could sink
deeper into her,
into that fathom
hiding so much
of her carnal delights.

Searing,
her thrumming hips.

If only I could float
atop her wanton storm,
into the crackling light
revealing the droplets
on her undaunted curves.

Hot,
her body on mine.
Styles Jul 2024
A soul entwined with silent might, finding strength in the moments stolen from the night.
In this private realm, there were no boundaries, no judgments—only the pure expression of desires.
Every gentle caress was a sacred rite, a dance that celebrated its essence and illuminated inner light.
In this space, was are free, to explore the depths of our beings without fear.

And as the night wrapped around them;
She knew that she had found something precious.
He knew he found her light, and in their solitude, he embraced it.
Styles Jul 2024
In her solitude, she finds her night,
A whispered touch, soft and light.
In quiet shadows, her secrets unfold,
A dance of pleasure, pure and bold

Her soul entwines with silent might,
In moments stolen from the night.
Each gentle caress, a sacred rite,
In this private realm, she finds her light.
Styles Jul 2024
When I’m lost in her rhythm...
                                 I am in Heaven.
Styles Jul 2024
In our secret haven, where fantasies entwine,
I craft my words for you, in moments so divine.
A tantalizing dance, where pleasure meets tease,
In the dim glow of our sanctuary, we find our ease.

With my fingers tracing, you start to explore,
A touch so precise, craving always more.
**** music in the air, setting the night,
Watching ****'s soft flicker, igniting your delight.

The rush of desire swells, an unending wave,
In the realm of edging, where you’re bold and brave.
Your body, a symphony, responding to the tune,
Every teasing touch, making your senses swoon.

The build-up is exquisite, dizzying and sweet,
Heightened sensitivity, making your heart beat.
You're constantly turned on, a wet, eager flame,
As I guide you slowly, whispering your name.

Hours drift by, lost in the sheets,
Craving my touch, where ecstasy meets.
Each touch a jolt, electrifying and pure,
In the dance of edging, patience is the lure.

You writhe in bed, under my command,
Craving the moment, where pleasure will expand.
Every touch, a shockwave, intense and grand,
Your body yearning for the strength of my hand.

When the crescendo hits, an explosion of delight,
You let go, surrendering to the night.
Satisfaction washes over, leaving you empowered,
In our shared ecstasy, where desire is devoured.

In this dance of self-love, a bond we tightly keep,
Our bodies in harmony, in desires deep.
Trust in the journey, the thrill of the ride,
In the playful pleasure, where our worlds collide.
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