Lust and Passion

I explore his erogenous zones
like a deft explorer charting my own
personal map, shamelessly unfolding
the mysteries of his body, saving to memory
every unheard grunt and moan to be
revisited when wanderlust strikes.
I am a world traveler, and he is my world.

 For Day 4 & 6, Our Poetry Journey Contest
Lust | Love | Hurting | Healing

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Braids and bonds

I loosely braid my hair and tie off the ends in a calculated attempt at effortlessness. He has a thing for braids, you see, and a thing for women who are effortless, and I have a thing for being the cause of his undoing.
@thenotionoflove

Hold this. Un-cuffed her mind unloosened her heart unlocked her chastity to her belt for I was to twist her middle as much as her braided hair. You the woman so effortless to my craze of heat it makes me exert my energy in my foreplay as my coals heats your fireplace warms the warnings of my doing that I do to you. Now you may let go and swear at your sweat.
@maxmaximusfurious

Let your fingers explore the tender, hidden places where my pulses ache. Learn the language of my sighs and moans, decimate my body under the tangled sheets. I want you hungry in my arms, with your fingers knotted into my hair like my legs are knotted around your waist.
@thenotionoflove

My fingers slide in then spread to further moisten the cake not to calm it down but to see your face frown from the goodness sake I taste what you make you mix it drip it I won’t waste but increase the volume of the pour and pace I get Full as I fill you up and go deep to your heart beat lain on saturated sheets Hair in my fist legs shaking like an earth quake go to sleep so in our dreams we can do it again when we wake.
@maxmaximusfurious

Pièce de Résistance

He knows that once he presses his tongue to the seam of my lips, my resistance will crumble. My hands will do his bidding. They will fall down the arch of his back as my head spins., all thoughts stopped in their tracks. Darkness will come and my eyes will fight to stay open, while my legs will fight to stay closed.
@thenotionoflove

How intent your immortal fire make as a god of me among men liquidizing
my mind into developing a seemingly magical process. Stay and transfer my
moans until they become longer whispers as each thrust penetrates. Combine
and deliver us into this volcanic submersion and suppress us into this
forever glowing ash that lites and lights, and let our lightening from
heaven to earth. Shine upon all who dare as we do. Stay.
@maxmaximusfurious

Logic

He was all logic and feigned cool detachment until our skins touched. At my grant of access, his tongue delved into my mouth. My arms reached up and tangled around his neck, while his fingers traced my spine, pulling me closer until there was no space between us. He tried to be gentle with my clothing, but his strong rough hands were not made for tiny clasps.