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You know those times when you see an image or a meme, and it just grabs you by the bootstraps and you find yourself thinking, “Oh, yeah….”
This was one such for me. One of my FaceBook Group (to join the group, scroll down) members posted it a couple of days ago.
What a beautiful man. And that expression he’s wearing… Wow!
It was the first thing I saw as I was drinking my morning coffee in bed. And I’ll tell you, it started my day with a rush 🙂
And I thought, it’s time to share the image and another poem with you.
I hope they bring a smile to your face… and perhaps improve your morning too. Or maybe your evening 😉
Enjoy!
Simone xx
I feel your fingers through my hair
Your lips brush mine. I taste you
And scent the musky perfume of your warm flesh
Your hands slide lower
My shoulders
My waist
Circling to my breasts, cupping and caressing
Your mouth opens over mine, and I slide my tongue over yours…
… feeling your smile with my lips
Your fingers opening my blouse
Buttons parting one by one
As you play with my nipples, I see you
Watching as they crinkle and harden
And your eyes slide up to meet mine
Your mouth twitches
And you bend to take one nipple in your mouth
Your hand on the other
Lips and fingers playing
Teasing
As your tongue makes lazy circles
I feel the heat rise
And I want you
I want you inside me
I want you to fill me
Your teeth nibble and I squirm
Electric pleasure shooting through me
Wetness bursts from me
And you hold me tighter
You push me back
And down
Rough but in pleasure
Your hand slides from my breast
Glides briefly over my face
Then down my belly
To my thighs
My legs part, and I feel my growing moistness
I open myself for you
Your fingers probe
Then penetrate
You reach
And I feel the inner pressure from you
And sighing, my own response rises.
As I watch you, I see in the mirror,
That you watch yourself, pleasuring me
I caress your hair
You turn to kiss my hand then push inwards more deeply
You release me, sliding downwards.
My hands stroking your face feel you as you move to kiss my thighs
Then push them a little further apart
Your tongue probes, silken fire
Long, lazy strokes as you drink me
My lips parted, swollen
You, flicking on my clit, thrillingly unbearable.
And I moan
Unable to remain still, my hips start to circle,
But you pin me still as you take your pleasure of me
And pleasure me as you do so.
The tension builds in me
And builds
My heart pounds
And as Release comes, I writhe and cry out
An eternal brief moment
You sit back, grinning and smug
Your shaft…
Rigid and upright.
I take it in my hand, feeling the pulse…
I take you in my mouth and taste you
Salty sweet
You pull yourself over me
I part my thighs. Your knees push me further open
Your weight on me…
You take my wrists in your hands
Restraining me
Pinning my arms over my head
You pause
Your lips on mine
Your mouth on mine
Then your hardness pushes deep
You enter me
Delicious
And I want to gasp as my muscles tense
And my belly throbs.
Instead, I breathe deeply, curling my fingers tight
Inchoate words escape me
As you penetrate me…
As you move within me…
I move with your rhythm
I arch to meet you
Your breathing roughens
I feel your mounting tautness
I want you shudder to climax within me
But as your tension mounts, you withdraw…
You sit up
And I kneel before you…
… kissing your penis…
…taking it in my hands…
I gaze up to your eyes
And see you looking down at me
Watching me.
Watching me stroke you, watching my lips encircle you
Watching as my hands work you.
I cup you
And taste you
And as my hands and tongue slide over and around you,
You grow harder.
I hear your ragged breath
I feel you tremble at the growing pulse
The Surge…
You gasp and moan as you spurt…
Over my breasts
Over me
And as you relax
As the tension releases,
We embrace
And we kiss
And we smile
Buy me a coffee?
Been there, done that. *wink* Lovely memories well described.
Pleased I roused your memories 😉
Oh Mylanta and a Jesus Christmas!! (apparently my boyfriend tells me I say these when turned on 😉 ) Fabulous poem by a fabulous writer! You are amazing!
lol! – Hugs to your boyfriend 😉
Sweet holy madonna, Simone. The beauty of that poem… Your talent in writing these gorgeous scenes is beyond bounds. It is art that moves the reader to their core. That’s all I can say. Other than noting the photo is gorgeous, but has twice the power with your words.
Thank you Emily. Glad you enjoyed it.
Simone 🙂
Love it. You really know how to write a love scene and wonderful books!! Keep it up!!😘
Thank you Gerry. We aim to please 🙂
The pic yesterday was amazing but to add the poem gives it soo much more! Thanks for the wonderful stimulation. I’ll have to have my sweetheart to read it and see where it takes us 😍. Hopefully you are feeling better and getting us our next (addicted) installment of The Triad.
Hi Lori – yes, I’m much better now thank you 🙂
Hope the ‘sweetheart’ takes it on board 😉
I’m working on ‘Hostage’ right now. Should have it with you early October.
Wow. My inner cat sprang to attention when I read that poem. It was beautiful. Sets the juices flowing. I may send this to my Soldier husband and make him sit up too. Lol.
Janet – hope hubby appreciates it. I’m sure he’ll be itching to get back home 😉
Thank you for putting some fire in my morning! I was going for the marsala chai, but your poem have me a more intense, spicy heat. That chai may cool me down !!
lol! Hope the chai doesn’t cool you down too much 😉
You definitely began MY day! Nothing like a poem about oral sex to get the juices flowing.
Thank you sweetness
Preston
lol! Glad you enjoyed it 😉
Damn girl! That made my morning!
I’m pleased to hear it 🙂
Dear Siimone,
I woke this morning in a panic, knowing I was facing an MRI. They are looking for a brain tumor on my auditory nerve. I was nervous, scared, teary-eyed. I opened your email and found your message and the poem. I feel a little bit better about facing my day now, a little calmer, a little more at peace. Thank you for giving that to me. Sunny 🌞
Sunny: Oh, My God!
So sorry to hear about your condition, your tests, your panic. I can so understand that.
And I am beyond happy that I could help with it. Take care and keep in touch.
Simone xx
Quite real I got a hard on thinking about what was going on in the piem
lol! We aim to please 😉