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Bleed




Bleed, bleed my Sweet Angel bleed
Bleed into my mouth your monthly pure
The cork I’ll pull from your heavenly mound
The string in my teeth as your blood pours forth
The taste of copper and sex
That quenches my thirst
And sates my hunger
The aroma that warms my nose
And excites my desire to taste you
To taste you and lick you clean
Cum in my mouth
Your red velvet rum
Intoxicates my senses
And hardens my resolve to fill you
To fill you with me
When you’ve trembled and cried
The lustful cry of orgasms release
Into you I will drive
As deep as can be
Till the head of my shaft
Raises the pressure inside
To unbearable highs
And your thighs grasp me round
And your heels drive me in
Deeper and deeper again
SCREAM!
Scream my Sweet Angel
Scream in my ear
Fill the room with your lust
Draw the blood from my back
Dig your nails to the bone
Sink your teeth in my flesh
Draw the groan from my lungs
That releases my will
That erupts inside
Mixing together the rum and the milk
Embrace the coma that captures conscious
Accept my collapse into your arms
Trembling bodies that cling for assurance
Of acceptance and love
Eyes that fall shut as lungs gasp for air
Drift away with me into mournful sleep
And blissful dreams of fulfillment of want
Till the morning sun warms the stains on the sheets
The heady smell of sex and blood
That drifts in the air and excites us again.

Dark Ally




How I would like to press you against a wall in the corner of a dark ally. Footfalls and mottled conversations passing just out of sight, dangerously close. Lift your dress and kneel in front of you. Place a leg over my shoulder, your soft white thigh against my cheek. Pulling your panties aside, caressing your warm moist flower as I push one, two, three fingers inside you, my thumb deftly pressing your bud. My other arm wrapped around your waist holding you against the wall. I can feel you trembling and hear your breath gasping with anticipation and fear. The heady smell of you is intoxicating. My nose is just inches away. My tongue darting out for a taste and a teas. Wrap your fingers through my hair and forcefully pull me into you. Arching your hips pushing the wet folds of your flower into my face as my tongue finds your rising bud and sucks it into my mouth. Softly groaning into your hand, biting the palm to muffle your cries as I lick the folds and suckle their moist lips. Time seems to have stopped in our little hiding spot. The minuets are passing unnoticed as the pleasure builds inside you. Your trembling leg barely able to hold you anymore. The noises of the sidewalk, just feet away have all but been forgotten. Till a car turns the corner and headlights briefly flash into the ally – did they see us!? They slowed but they didn’t stop. Urgency rushes through us. The voices seem louder and more frequent; easily discerned. Have we been caught!? The fear only drives us on. Panic is exhilarating. The sudden rush of adrenaline ignites our skin and every touch, every lick is that much more intense. Four fingers inside you now. My tongue pressing back and forth against your bud. Mouth open as wide as I can stretch my lips trying to take all of you into me. Greedily anticipating the release when your warm nectar fills me and covers my face. Cum! Cum for me my sweet! Cum in my mouth. Feed me your sweet nectar. Let your moans escape and ring off the darkened walls. Who cares if someone hears? Feel the release. Let your body crumble onto mine. Onto the cold hard cement, your trembling body in my arms. Taste your juices on my lips as we bath in the incrementing light of the dull street lamp that now gives us away. Its light glistens off my cheeks covered in your sweat and cum. The voices and footfalls have stopped. Everyone knows what we have been doing as we exit the ally and make a break for the bar. Will the evidence on my face and the look in your eyes give us away? The bartender smiles knowingly and hands us our drinks – let’s do it again!

Intimacy




Soft lips touching, I can taste the urgency in your kiss, starring wantonly into your eyes as I push into you, your legs wrapped around me pulling me in, deeper and deeper. With each thrust I drive into you and fill you. The pressure building inside you as I grind against you, crushing the delicate folds of your flower and pushing the air from your lungs when that magic moment comes strong and fast and you stop breathing, your body stiffens and you thrust you chin up tilting your head back into the pillows, eyes clinched shut as the moment overtakes you. Your whole body is trembling and shaking as the animal inside you takes control. The primal groan in your throat pushes past your teeth as you sink them into my flesh pushing me over the edge. My painful growl fills the room and I drive into you with all that I have, hard and strong the heat fusing us together, as inseparable as time and space that seems to have stopped or left us behind. For one ecstatic moment we are not human. Instinct and passion have control till the fire subsides and we collapse into each other’s arms. Holding each other closely, the smell of sex still in the air as we fall asleep with our arms and legs entwined. Desperately trying to crawl into each other’s body.

We sleep through the night.

The greatest feeling is to wake up still holding you. Our naked bodies sticky with sweat and sex, wrapped in the sheets not wanting to let go for anything in the world. Just lie there forever listening to you breath running my finger tips through your hair and over the beautiful curves of your face and neck till my touches and kisses raise the fire inside you ounce again and you climb on top of me starring into my eyes as you slide down onto me. The morning sun burning through the curtains like fire in your hair it’s light glistening off the sweat that covers us. Slowly and passionately riding me. Hips rocking in and out, arching back on your arms with your head swaying to the rhythm. The vision of you is too much for me to handle and I wrap my hands around you waist and thrust up into you. We finish together both of us trembling and gasping for breath. My arms around you crushing you into my chest as we try to catch our breath while kissing with burning lips, our tongues dancing together as our pulses slow and we drift off back to sleep. Rest my sweet, sleep softly and dream lightly I will wake you soon with fresh fruit, berries and Champagne.

Sweet Torture




In silence I stand
Tormented in my heart
Beside you there
Yet not further apart
A tempting flower to pick
Yet I dare not
The danger is there
To take you in my arms
Lift that skirt that teases
Show your womanly charms
Bend you at the waist
Bend you and take you
In a public place

Depression




In it creeps
Insidious mist
That fills the room
Through cracks of doubt
In sanctuary walls
Pervasive fog
Spreads the spores
That decays the will
And brings the giant to his knees
Lets loose the pity
That snuffs the breath
And floods the eyes
With repulsive bile
That scars the cheek
Burdens shoulders
Of Atlas endeavor’s
Crushing weight
All consuming
Disparity of life
Listen now
The Reaper’s call
A song so sweet
As lullaby of Mom’s “goodnight”

Fair Warning
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