Kindred

I watch in my mind as you sit on your urban city balcony, which doubles as a fire escape, hastily devouring my words. Your stockings touch and kiss your skin just as I imagine I would. Your skirt has ridden high giving me a glimpse of your pale legs, causing me to wonder if I have made you wet. Your breasts peek through your open shirt as you press your head against the wall smiling, with your eyes closed. I hope it‘s because of me. I enjoy pretending that just maybe my fantasies are the same ones you want.

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Muse

You are a stranger, a friend or another’s wife.  You are my muse, the woman I pass on the street that says hello with a friendly and radiant smile.  Sometimes you know the power that you posses; a simple toss of your hair, a short skirt, a longing look held for a few seconds more than expected.  Sometimes you are oblivious to the fact that you inspire my lust.   My pen shares my contrived adventures with you and my hands make them come true as you dance in my head, taunting me from inaction to quiet individual bedroom adventures. 

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Collision

She focused hard on my pleasure as she slid along my thickness and I greedily enjoyed her effort. I took a brief moment during our passionate exchange to look away from her wonderful sweat slicked bouncing ebony breasts and strained my neck around her body for a better view of us in the mirror behind her. The collision of her moist brown sugar skin against my pale white muscle stole my breath. She was simply stunning. When I turned back to her dark eyes, she smiled, knowing how much I was savoring every bit of her pressed against me.

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Static

She slid like silk against me, causing my pants to bunch and the hair on my arms to rise. My body tingled electric when she stared longingly into my eyes while flashing a perfect pearl white smile. She was magnetic with no way and no want for me to resist; a sweet intoxicating concoction of lingerie and lust. Reaching out for her smooth skin, resting my palm on her perfect peach round ass, I whispered “I want you.” She laughed in spite of her intended seduction, kissing her way up my neck, stopping only momentarily to whisper “I know.”

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Don't

I couldn't stay away even though I knew full well the games she liked to play. I hungered for her skin and the bite of her teeth. I wanted to taste her fruit and feel her nails rake across my back. I simply wanted her. I was impatient and for that she tortured me more, constantly saying don’t with a devil white smile and feigned disinterest. I saw her excitement and envied her control as she toyed with me while laughing. I knew I would eventually get what I desired, but first, I had to do it her way.

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Arch

I enjoy the smack of your hips against mine.  It feels as if time is slowing as my senses begin to fade into haze.  You have once again neared my peak and as you hungrily attempt to bring us closer to exhaustion I press into you, arching my back, tightening every muscle, milking every last second of this heavenly assault .  I coax yours and my wet heat with a purposeful moan of your name, knowing what it does to you.  You attempt to hold back, but it’s too late, we both unwillingly lose ourselves, surrendering to the inevitable.

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Typical

My want for her started with those long ivory pale legs and only managed to burn more when I stepped into her apartment.  She wasn't the typical lipstick, shoe buying, everything must be pink girl I was used to using.  Flashing her “I give a fuck smile” while making some comment about having no ice; she offered me a chipped glass which she filled with Jack Daniels.  I took it without hesitation and watched her as she crossed her almost empty room intent on music.  When she pulled out Elvis on vinyl I knew I had met my destruction. 

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Dance

She enjoyed my willingness to bruise her feet as we stumbled along.  Her laughter was well worth my attempt and inability to actually find the elusive thing called a beat.  I think we were both thankful for the slow songs that didn't put my rhythmic seizures center stage for everyone to see.  As the music slowed I was easily reminded why I even dared to come out here in the first place.  Her perfect smile and the look of want in her blue eyes were enough for me to know I would play this fool forever, just for her.

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Strength

I was weightless and wet, floating as his tongue probed my greedy mouth.  I laughed between his kiss and smiled staring down into his gold eyes when I finally managed to pull back and take a breath.  He cheated a bit, pressing me back into the wall, but as he ground into my denim shield I was lost in his arms.  There’s something about the strength of a man and his willingness to carry you.  I was under his spell and power.  He knew I had already completely surrendered to his need but still enjoyed showing me his strength.

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Both

I always enjoyed being the center of attention but never really intended for my cravings to take me this far.  I was center stage and loved it.  Earlier I toyed with my doubled prey, hypnotizing away their inhibitions, and it seems my own unknowingly, with slurred words of want and a few shots of tequila.  The evening began and I had the choice of either but as night grew darker, my wicked lust encouraged me to take both.  Now, here I was, being sensually assaulted from every angle and all I could think was “please god give me more.”

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Used

My breath catches as I enjoy being crushed by this Adonis pressed up against me.  My hand greedily traces his smooth muscled surface, searching for and hoping to remove the cloth that denies my desire.  He leans in with soft lips and a hungry wet tongue and I obediently follow his lead, opening my mouth accepting his kiss.  My words have vanished only to be replaced by my moans and cries of delight at his touch.  I want to be his toy.  I want to be taken, to be used, to be left wasted and spent upon my bed.

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Renee

She does this to me on purpose.  Every morning she teases my heart with her sleepy delicate approach and sexy goodbye whispers.  I hate how she loves to be naked.  I love how she knows I don’t really hate it.  My day is a long torture of work, broken with bits and pieces of her, scattering like confetti across my mind and lips when I should be focused on ones and zeros.  My mistakes are her fault as I hurry to end another dollar bill made day just so I can get back to her touch and soft kiss.

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Awestruck

Somewhere between nowhere and Mexico we sat content on a beach.  The waves slowly kissed her skin and ran away, like a laughing child, as I stared at her in awe.  I thought to myself how the woman sitting before me actually made the ocean look even more beautiful than it already was.  Her sea sprayed hair danced in the wind as she looked off into the sunset and talked about the day gone by.  After a while she paused when I did not respond and turned with a smile, laughing a bit shyly upon discovering my silent admiration.

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Alone

Finally the house was empty. Finally he could relax and not have to worry about anything save for himself.  Nothing would pull him away from the couch.  Nothing would spoil his privacy.  Well almost nothing.  She walked in to the room dressed nasty and determined to have fun.  She was an obstacle between him and the t.v. that he suddenly didn’t mind having.  She leaned forward about to tease him with wicked words when she was yanked from her feet onto his lap.  Her control vanished the instant he ran his hand over her tit and kissed her wrist.

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Discipline

She walked toward me full of intent, I stood frozen.  The words “be careful what you wish for” echoed through my head as I eyed this evil version of Jessica Rabbit before me.  I was hard and afraid all in one instant.  She told me to kneel and I did.  She stepped closer and I inhaled deeply, enjoying her perfume and the smell of leather.  I looked up with a hungry smile and was met with her backhand.  “No one said for you to smile” she said. Anger coursed through my veins and I swallowed hard on my pride.

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Follow

My soft whispers and gentle nibbles finally send her over the edge and I smile proudly as I continue to slip in and out of her, stroking her fire further.  It is not often that she ignites and shudders first, but on that rare occasion, I am rewarded with the vision of her in caught in a moment of sweet perfection.  She screams silently with her back arched and mouth open, writhing in pure bliss as she coats me with her warm honey.  Lost in the beauty of her peak I am doomed to follow her eruption quickly thereafter.

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Eventually

I sit, fidgeting in my chair.  We've talked about this before.  Today, the words “one day” are no longer fantasy.  Her friend, our willing guest, taunts me with a hungry stare knowing full well what it does to me. I will soon have her.  She smiles as I suffer, watching.  I promised to allow a head start but it’s a hard promise to keep.  Red lips touch and run softly against one other.  Fingers explore and bodies quiver, moans and gasps tease my ears and I wait.  Eventually they both smile and say join and I do not hesitate.

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Fireworks

He melts against me, lost in my slippery touch.  The muscles on his back tighten against my skin and I smile knowing I have taken him somewhere between fantasy and heaven.  My rhythm remains slow and steady as I watch my hand slide along his length.  His breaths are rapid and his moans of "yes" and "don’t stop" are often.  I excite, as small drops of nectar form at his tip, quickening my pace while swirling a finger across his helmet, coaxing his end.  His legs tighten and buck and soon I am rewarded with fireworks of creamy white.

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Goodbye

Her footfalls fading into the distance burned with each echoing step.  She only stopped once, looking back with those sexy dark eyes and broken smile.  “This was the last time” we had sworn to one another just a few fast hours ago.  Her lips traced my skin with memories intent.  She forever wanted me to swallow hard and second guess myself whenever I experienced another woman and after tonight we both knew I would.  She had a hunger that no one man could satisfy and for that reason alone; I had to let her escape my touch and want.

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Yesterday

Who was she last night?  I still couldn’t help but wonder as I smiled to myself while driving to work.   I was lost in yesterday.  I remember walking in the door from yet another long day and there she sat, head bowed, ready to play another of our games.  She never said a word the entire night.  She just stood up and walked slowly toward me, allowing me to drink her in.  I loved her heels and netted stockings and laughed thinking how my bow tie and Top hat never looked better.  Then she kissed me long and soft.

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