Friday, 31 October 2014
Wednesday, 29 October 2014
Will she come nearer to me
To what distant shore will I travel to
To set foot upon the golden sands
Of my dreams that always visited you
Your soft whimper at the touch of my hand
Of the wind that swept away my fears
Joyous words like the lover’s song
The grimy streaks that track my tears
The time without you has been too long
And in the morning I hear your footsteps
Awakening me from my dreams so dark
The faint smell of your presence leapt
The red streaks upon your flesh my mark
And I remember the night before
Of your gentle touch as my dark eyes did see
I know not if it was me or you wanted more
Or whether you will ever be coming nearer to me
Never take away your laughter
Take bread away from me, if you wish,
take air away, but
do not take from me your laughter.
Do not take away the rose,
the lance flower that you pluck,
the water that suddenly
bursts forth in joy,
the sudden wave
of silver born in you.
My struggle is harsh and I come back
with eyes tired
at times from having seen
the unchanging earth,
but when your laughter enters
it rises to the sky seeking me
and it opens for me all
the doors of life.
My love, in the darkest
hour your laughter
opens, and if suddenly
you see my blood staining
the stones of the street,
laugh, because your laughter
will be for my hands
like a fresh sword.
Next to the sea in the autumn,
your laughter must raise
its foamy cascade,
and in the spring, love,
I want your laughter like
the flower I was waiting for,
the blue flower, the rose
of my echoing country.
Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,
laugh at this clumsy
fool who loves you,
but when I open
my eyes and close them,
when my steps go,
when my steps return,
deny me bread, air,
light, spring,
but never your laughter. ”
― Pablo Neruda
take air away, but
do not take from me your laughter.
Do not take away the rose,
the lance flower that you pluck,
the water that suddenly
bursts forth in joy,
the sudden wave
of silver born in you.
My struggle is harsh and I come back
with eyes tired
at times from having seen
the unchanging earth,
but when your laughter enters
it rises to the sky seeking me
and it opens for me all
the doors of life.
My love, in the darkest
hour your laughter
opens, and if suddenly
you see my blood staining
the stones of the street,
laugh, because your laughter
will be for my hands
like a fresh sword.
Next to the sea in the autumn,
your laughter must raise
its foamy cascade,
and in the spring, love,
I want your laughter like
the flower I was waiting for,
the blue flower, the rose
of my echoing country.
Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,
laugh at this clumsy
fool who loves you,
but when I open
my eyes and close them,
when my steps go,
when my steps return,
deny me bread, air,
light, spring,
but never your laughter. ”
― Pablo Neruda
Just a Kiss
A good kiss is a doorway to something much more. Each touch of the lips is a turn of the key; an inhibition pealed away to reveal the truth. Desires are sparked, inflamed and allowed to engulf. The sweeping motion of tongues takes away the ashes of restraints. A kiss, done right, can leave the body damp, weak and wanting so very much more!
Tuesday, 28 October 2014
his use
Moaning with every thrust, squealing at every spank…. she spreads her legs a bit more, tilting her ass upwards, letting him drive as deep as he could … her fingers pressing and circling her clit til it throbs. She screams, grabbing hold of the cushion and burying her face into them. Her toes curl, cunt clenching and unclenching around him. He doesn't let up, his cock still pressing into her at a furious rate… she whimpers Don’t you stop.. I’m not done.
I wasn't going to, baby… I want you dripping all over me… my balls soaked for you to suck on… He pushes deeper into her, leaning forward and gripping her hair in his hands, tugging it with each deep thrust… Where’s my fucking cum? He scrapes his teeth along her spine… I want more, now…
The Stairwell.
((This is a bit raunchy I did hold back, but didn't want to lose the effect of the story.
I hope you enjoy it))
He watched her from the shadows as she moved across the parking lot, her short tight skirt hugging her body as she moves, so feral, like a cat slinking along her body in perfect harmony while she moved.
He watched her hips sway invitingly as her skirt hugged that firm round ass; he could feel his heart beat pick up as she moved. He had always marveled at her beauty, she was gorgeous in every way. Her long brown hair cascaded down her back almost to her ass and even in the shadowed light of the late afternoon it shone with vitality.
Slipping from the sanctuary of the shadows he moved out after her. He hurried to catch up closing the distance quickly. She entered the building going through the swinging doors into the stairwell of the hospital quickly climbing the first flight of stairs onto the first landing. He moved through the doors silently the blindfold and large cable tie in his hand, catching a glimpse of her disappearing onto the first landing and with a few large swift steps he closed the distance crossed the second landing coming up behind her midway up the second flight of stairs.
She heard only a faint rustle behind her and as she began to turn her head he grabbed her by the wrist from behind pulling her backwards instinctively she reached back with both hands to help block her fall, but she fell into his chest simultaneously he grasped her wrists slipping the cable tie over both wrists pulling it close restricting her, unable to pull them apart, her body was totally off balance she leaned precariously back, her back against his chest, she tried to took down to see her footing and the stairs, her heart leaping into her throat as she panicked and tried to struggle. Then the blindfold slipped across her eyes bringing in the darkness, she felt powerless off balance there on the stairs, her hands confined and bound behind her back, her mind reeling now that she was also deprived of her sight. Strong hands held her; she felt his strength in the grasp of his fingers about her throat, firm yet not painfully.
She felt his body move forward pushing her with him regaining her balance she could feel the strength in his taught body as he pressed up against her pushing her into the wall. She was at this unknown man’s mercy; he had total control of the situation, the panic subsiding as she struggled to think of what to do, how she was going to cope with the situation? There was no need to panic, only logical calm would save her now.
Trying to listen to the sounds about her she stopped struggling, she tried to catch his scent, feel for textures, as she struggled to identify anything that would give her a clue as to who or what was happening to her.
As he pressed up against her his hand gripped her by the hair, pulling it back abruptly, she could feel the sting of the hair pull in her loins, making her cunt and ass clench. She felt her cunt begin to seep wet with her lust. Her mind in turmoil at the way her body reacted even at this time of uncertainty and danger. Her body pressed up against the wall while she felt his hand push her skirt up over her hips, then she felt his cock pushing between her thighs rubbing up and against her moist sex as his hips thrust against her she realized that if she never struggled she would not be hurt.
Her breath caught in her throat despite her thoughts to remain calm her breathing became ragged and labored her heart drumming in her chest. “Gosh it wasn't fear that made her breathing labored it was lust” her thoughts screamed at her as she realized that she was pushing her ass backwards into his thrusting hip. She felt his warm breath on her cheek as he whispered into her ear, “don’t struggle sweetheart, you will not be hurt” She recognized that voice, she wasn't sure who it was she couldn't place it but it was a voice she knew, this helped her calm herself a little as her mind reeled, “could it be?” she thought, no sooner the thought entered her head when it was replaced with another “Gosh he is going to fuck me here” she felt his hand pull aside the thong exposing her puffy labia, the thick crown rubbing along her slit splaying those delicate folds coating his flesh with her wet lust.
Pressing back her ass wanting to feel him enter her, her lips part in a soft gasp as his crown rubbed and teased her swelling clit before finding her bubbling wet fuck hole, her flesh stretching around his engorged head then popping into her wet clasping cunt flesh as it slipped into her spasming flesh.
She heard his soft groan as he entered her, chorusing hers she felt him thrusting deep into her from behind he tugged at her hair making her back arch and her pussy clench around his thrusting meat. She couldn't believe what was happening, or how she felt, how much she wanted this? She felt like she was going to orgasm almost immediately as he thrust up and into her clenching cunt flesh, straining on the restrains as she gave into him.
Bewildered at how she felt, his voice again in her ears “are you okay?” She couldn't believe it, it couldn't be? he was so far away on the other side of the world, another continent. It was his voice, she could smell him, his scent was pleasing, a hint of cut grass and rose petals, coupled with the smell of tanned leather. She heard him groan again as she pressed her hips backwards “mmmm you are beautiful baby.” Then the waves of pleasure began to shake her, her thighs quivering as she released, she felt his hot searing cum squirt into her filling her, dripping from her cunt mixed with her fuck juices, coating her thighs and dripping onto the floor.
He has stopped thrusting now as he held her, her body still trembling with the pleasure of her release, his breath in her ear as he pressed up against her, warm and soft the whisper so familiar, how could it be? “I love you babe” he pulled from her warm clasping cunt and the rest of their fuck juiced splattered to the floor.
She felt her hair released, the cable tie cut free releasing her hands, taking a deep breath still trembling, her hand reaching up pulling the blindfold from her eyes as she turned to see who it was, to see him for the first time, to be able to look into his eyes and hear his voice. It was him; she could never mistake that voice.
She caught movement at the bottom of the stairwell as he slipped away, her body still trembling from the pleasure, at the way she had been handled. She touched her lips perplexed, had it been a dream, was it him that had taken her so forcefully, impressing his dominance over her leaving her so wanton and needy, was it a dream? She felt the tickle of their fuck juices running from her gaping pussy, sliding down her thigh and she knew it was no dream, he was here.
I hope you enjoy it))
He watched her from the shadows as she moved across the parking lot, her short tight skirt hugging her body as she moves, so feral, like a cat slinking along her body in perfect harmony while she moved.
He watched her hips sway invitingly as her skirt hugged that firm round ass; he could feel his heart beat pick up as she moved. He had always marveled at her beauty, she was gorgeous in every way. Her long brown hair cascaded down her back almost to her ass and even in the shadowed light of the late afternoon it shone with vitality.
Slipping from the sanctuary of the shadows he moved out after her. He hurried to catch up closing the distance quickly. She entered the building going through the swinging doors into the stairwell of the hospital quickly climbing the first flight of stairs onto the first landing. He moved through the doors silently the blindfold and large cable tie in his hand, catching a glimpse of her disappearing onto the first landing and with a few large swift steps he closed the distance crossed the second landing coming up behind her midway up the second flight of stairs.
She heard only a faint rustle behind her and as she began to turn her head he grabbed her by the wrist from behind pulling her backwards instinctively she reached back with both hands to help block her fall, but she fell into his chest simultaneously he grasped her wrists slipping the cable tie over both wrists pulling it close restricting her, unable to pull them apart, her body was totally off balance she leaned precariously back, her back against his chest, she tried to took down to see her footing and the stairs, her heart leaping into her throat as she panicked and tried to struggle. Then the blindfold slipped across her eyes bringing in the darkness, she felt powerless off balance there on the stairs, her hands confined and bound behind her back, her mind reeling now that she was also deprived of her sight. Strong hands held her; she felt his strength in the grasp of his fingers about her throat, firm yet not painfully.
She felt his body move forward pushing her with him regaining her balance she could feel the strength in his taught body as he pressed up against her pushing her into the wall. She was at this unknown man’s mercy; he had total control of the situation, the panic subsiding as she struggled to think of what to do, how she was going to cope with the situation? There was no need to panic, only logical calm would save her now.
Trying to listen to the sounds about her she stopped struggling, she tried to catch his scent, feel for textures, as she struggled to identify anything that would give her a clue as to who or what was happening to her.
As he pressed up against her his hand gripped her by the hair, pulling it back abruptly, she could feel the sting of the hair pull in her loins, making her cunt and ass clench. She felt her cunt begin to seep wet with her lust. Her mind in turmoil at the way her body reacted even at this time of uncertainty and danger. Her body pressed up against the wall while she felt his hand push her skirt up over her hips, then she felt his cock pushing between her thighs rubbing up and against her moist sex as his hips thrust against her she realized that if she never struggled she would not be hurt.
Her breath caught in her throat despite her thoughts to remain calm her breathing became ragged and labored her heart drumming in her chest. “Gosh it wasn't fear that made her breathing labored it was lust” her thoughts screamed at her as she realized that she was pushing her ass backwards into his thrusting hip. She felt his warm breath on her cheek as he whispered into her ear, “don’t struggle sweetheart, you will not be hurt” She recognized that voice, she wasn't sure who it was she couldn't place it but it was a voice she knew, this helped her calm herself a little as her mind reeled, “could it be?” she thought, no sooner the thought entered her head when it was replaced with another “Gosh he is going to fuck me here” she felt his hand pull aside the thong exposing her puffy labia, the thick crown rubbing along her slit splaying those delicate folds coating his flesh with her wet lust.
Pressing back her ass wanting to feel him enter her, her lips part in a soft gasp as his crown rubbed and teased her swelling clit before finding her bubbling wet fuck hole, her flesh stretching around his engorged head then popping into her wet clasping cunt flesh as it slipped into her spasming flesh.
She heard his soft groan as he entered her, chorusing hers she felt him thrusting deep into her from behind he tugged at her hair making her back arch and her pussy clench around his thrusting meat. She couldn't believe what was happening, or how she felt, how much she wanted this? She felt like she was going to orgasm almost immediately as he thrust up and into her clenching cunt flesh, straining on the restrains as she gave into him.
Bewildered at how she felt, his voice again in her ears “are you okay?” She couldn't believe it, it couldn't be? he was so far away on the other side of the world, another continent. It was his voice, she could smell him, his scent was pleasing, a hint of cut grass and rose petals, coupled with the smell of tanned leather. She heard him groan again as she pressed her hips backwards “mmmm you are beautiful baby.” Then the waves of pleasure began to shake her, her thighs quivering as she released, she felt his hot searing cum squirt into her filling her, dripping from her cunt mixed with her fuck juices, coating her thighs and dripping onto the floor.
He has stopped thrusting now as he held her, her body still trembling with the pleasure of her release, his breath in her ear as he pressed up against her, warm and soft the whisper so familiar, how could it be? “I love you babe” he pulled from her warm clasping cunt and the rest of their fuck juiced splattered to the floor.
She felt her hair released, the cable tie cut free releasing her hands, taking a deep breath still trembling, her hand reaching up pulling the blindfold from her eyes as she turned to see who it was, to see him for the first time, to be able to look into his eyes and hear his voice. It was him; she could never mistake that voice.
She caught movement at the bottom of the stairwell as he slipped away, her body still trembling from the pleasure, at the way she had been handled. She touched her lips perplexed, had it been a dream, was it him that had taken her so forcefully, impressing his dominance over her leaving her so wanton and needy, was it a dream? She felt the tickle of their fuck juices running from her gaping pussy, sliding down her thigh and she knew it was no dream, he was here.
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