undressingby Valentine Bonnaireslipped skirt dropped strap pulled pants lost hatbounced boobs tipped trap cock hard give me thatdress falls two balls panties pressed chamber blessedgroped skin laughing within bed rumpled not bossedcoupled cling nowhere anything...
upon the roofby John Egravel scratched her assshe thrusts up whispers tenement tenement wire strung from a wooden pole a party asking to be snuck out of panties yanked away he's between thighsthe boy she thought a man remembers sunset over the palisades his jeans to...
All Wrong she squats on the bed mirror beneath you boys are all wrong, she says there's not any teeth by Daddy X — 2012 * * * * * Worlds apart, yet closer than ever. Talk dirty to me. Lust has a ferocious appetite. Taking all it wants leaving love to feed on the rest....
a wall lamp dusts a desk scarcely cleans the bed its brittle light touches us white skin overrules the graceless skin and what it loves a memory already wet thighs, between thighs unrelenting swells submerge us unconnected thumps potholes hollers celebrate night...
amaryllisby Valentine BonnaireAudio available at SoundCloud.comi wanted to say love was something like spring how the last of winter's sunlight skims sugary on petalsilk or how she flowered riding the tall green pole how it was like you, that time i came four times...
In those days I was neutral about woods. I'd walk through them, sometimes enjoy, to get to nowhere, really, now I recall. I was quiet back then, and so had a place in any crowd tolerating a little mundane mystery. After all, I could go off, anytime, possibly? and...
Sum of Partsottava rimaby Lisabet Sarai A wisp of hair, a fingertip, a sigh, The swelling shadow where your collar parts, A tantalizing flash of ivory thigh Above the lace. Your dancer's ankle starts Me dreaming of a rippling velvet cry Wrung from your tender throat....
antecedent obliteration(little memory)by John Etimes when we wrote togetherbony knees pressed togetherbottle back and forth"yeah that's good stuff"could've been her could've been me could've beenalmost anything back then or all at once © 2013 John E. All rights...
Entering you is like a dream. A dream that floats behind my eyes. Teasing. Nudging reality with temptation's delight. Seamless indulgence of silken bliss clings to me like a shadow, like ash turned to dust, like smoke mixing with the wind. Changed forever. Treat me to...
Surpriseby Nettie KestlerSurpriserondeau by Nettie Kestler — 2014He slid his thumb across my lips. I trembled, falling off that cliff of desire taken by surprise. His slow movement - torture, devised to pull me forward, make me tripinto lust with him and eclipse what...