The joining
of your soul to mine
You feel it
My heartbeat
Through your lips
My breath
Swirls
Like painting light
Across your body
Fingertips
Tracing bliss
Of knowing
You are mine
Of mixing
Blessing
With desire
Of sacred acts
Older than memory
Of feeling
Your soul
Blend and curl
Under your skin
Letting me in
Meet me
In the place
we both know
is Home
Where I
Belong to you
With names
I cannot remember
My aching heart
Longs to surrender
To everything
Without fear
Meet me here
My whole self offered up.
Raw.
Like a sacrifice on an ancient stone altar.
The oldest and most pure ritual in the world,
of one human soul putting itself completely in the hands of another.
Surrender.
You take me as I am.
As I was.
As I will be.
You have made me yours and I will stop at nothing to bring you peace, happiness, contentment...
anything you ever desire.
This is my purpose.
The answer to all of my whys.
The quiet place that was always...
Home.
I'm not sure
There is such a thing
As "sexual freedom"?
People who openly express their sexuality online
Are usually ashamed
To reveal who they really are.
One can't have a normal,
Sensible conversation with them
About ordinary things.
So,
Though they might have pride about their sexiness
And feel comfortable
Either posing nude
Or writing about sex,
They tend to live,
With deep  sense of shame in general.
I guess we left
The Garden of Eden
A long time ago.
rob kistner Jul 18
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when donned the mask
the transformation
smoulders forth the other

the fantasy of your desire
carnal fire
on wings of dreams

she is she
and too another

unleashed at light of ardor's moon
her masquerade does lust ignite

manifest at your request
sustained this night
at her delight

she is isis
she is venus
a goddess true
in every measure

she is your every longing loosed
to bring you every pleasure

she is everything
and much more than this
bestowed with every molten kiss

as you burn
remember this
beneath the mask
your real bliss

_


rob kistner © 2010
(revised © 2018)
My beautiful wife and I had just watched Stanley Kubrick's "Eyes Wide Open" and it sparked this lustful fantasy.
This write was further fueled by my long-standing personal penchant for occasionally making love wearing captivating eye masks, for a playful kink.
Haleigh Jun 27
Can't believe I'mma say this but
Setting: my old room
We have been texting all nite. We were in a kinky mood so I said come over, I'll have a ladder for u to climb up. When u get here u climb up the ladder to the back room. U walk down the Hall to my room. The Christmas lights r on so it sets the mood but I'm still under the covers. U think I'm asleep so you move the covers to see that I'm in a tank top no bra and booty shorts. I fell asleep while u were on ur way here. You knew I had a bag of kinky shit in the cabinet. You get out the rope and tie my hands to the bed.  That's when I wake up. At first I'm like what the hell then I'm like yay I love kinky. U said don't worry bout a thing i got this. Then you proceed to get on top of me. U start with a kiss on my forehead, then u kiss my lips for like 5 min. You kiss down my neck and leave marks. Then you get to my boobs. You kiss and leave ur mark on one while massaging the other. You start kissing down my stomach till u reach my waist. You tease me with your hands and tongue. I start yelling fuck me then u get the ball gag and blindfold. Now that I couldn't say or see anything,  it made it more fun. You started to swirl ur tongue around me but never went in. The teasing was killing me. Then u stuck 2 fingers in. You noticed that it didn't do much so then u did 3. That started to work but you wanted more fun. you grabbed the vibrator. You teased me with that for like forever. Then you shoved it in. I wanted to scream but I couldn't. But you wanted more fun. You put ur self in me then I wanted to scream more. You herd me mumble I'm gonna cum. Then you let out and I did. You untied me and made out with me one last time then you walked out the door and down the ladser. You left me there happy with my thoughts
ivy Jun 8
When he covers my mouth
I know it’s about to be good
He laid a blanket for me
On the ground
A pillow for my head
My hair, being pulled

He turns me around
Grasps my waist
Like he can’t wait
To tease me
and make me scream
Tie me up and use me

Harder hitting
Hurts, it hurts, but I like it
Oh, Babe. Best I ever had. Come back. I'm not finished yet.
n0r May 17
“My dream date is after we’ve already been dating for a few months and decide to go out on the town. We meet a cute guy, buy him drinks, and spend the next few hours laughing together and maybe slaying it at a karaoke bar. Afterwards we invite him back to my place and get into some role play. I become Israel, he Palestine, and you The Goddess that helps them finally come together, even though Israel has to bend over a little bit to make it happen.

Confession: this is a dream date. I have to become really committed to physical therapy again in order to get my singing voice back for karaoke and I live with old country people so it’d have to be at your place.”
“Christian and Serious About It”
Hayley Apr 30
Demand what you want, I'll give you what you need
I'll submit to you my dear, please take the lead
But that's not all you wanted, you tried to take more
The signs of mental abuse were there, impossible to ignore
I thought it was your kink, and merely a game  
I liked being the kitty you wanted to claim
You were my master and I wanted the pain
But when you asked for my soul I knew you were insane
There's something dark within you that needed control
Not just over my body but over my soul
I loved the choking, restraining, and lust
But you tried controlling my mind and lost all my trust
If I allowed it, you would have sucked me dry
Leaving nothing inside, no tears to cry
Please stay away, though I want you again
I must clear your energy from my body within
I wrote this a few weeks ago and now that my mind is more clear, I made lots of necessary changes.
Devan Ducasse Jan 15
Date a girl with daddy issues
And you’ll be in your bliss
Tie her up and call her slut
And intoxicate her with your kiss

She doesn’t like it soft
And she doesn’t like it sweet
She wants markings on her body
And ropes around her feet

Give her lots of kisses
And tell her how bad she is
She wants to hear that she’s a worthless whore
And her hair to end up in a frizz

But be careful with what you do
And what you see isn’t always what you get
She has deep dark down issues
That she is trying to forget

She wants to moan louder
And for you to call her names
Because the more noise there is
The less she can hear her mind in flames

So make sure to be loud
And don’t be scared to get kinky
Anything you can do to make her forget
Will leave her wrapped up around your pinkie

She’ll tell you theres no reason
As to why she wants it this way
But in reality, she knows
That this may be a reason why you’ll stay

She hates herself
Much more than you’ll ever think
She has bandages all around her body
And pages filled with ink

So when you date a girl with daddy issues
You’ll be in your bliss
She will make you feel less broken
And intoxicate you with her kiss
Crandall Branch Nov 2017
The sensation I miss most about childhood is the blissful freedom
We could have left this town and ran forever
I had my first kiss in a bowling alley snack bar
Within a Christmas morning star

I associate you with the winter: your shining black hair and cold words
We were both numb and it felt so strong
Could I return to the frozen bridge we would walk over every morning to school?
Making our way back to my house in the bleak afternoon

The best memory I had with you was when we tried to install a ceiling fan but it broke and destroyed the floor
Reminders of words, sharp tongues, and broken nails on trial
I go back to the feeling of my head split in two
I love the winter but I love you more
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