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And the ocean
roars
wanton in my ears
Can You hear it?
It calls You East
Come to me
Play with me
Let me lick Your wounds clean
Let me caress Your heart and head and face and chest
Let me ease Your mind with soft strokes of fingertips pressing gently
Your cock jumps as my cunt aches.
It presses hard against trousers waiting to be dropped in the sand
Feel me
In Your heart
In Your Mind
Feel me in the Universe that brought Us together
Feel my loving strokes upon Your flesh
Wash away all hurt in the ebb and flow of my tides
Know in Your Soul
my scent calls for Yours to mingle
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Let them
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Siren
2 ounces Whipped Cream Vodka
2 ounces Limoncello
splash of Mineral Water
Add vodka and limoncello to an ice filled cocktail shaker. Shake until sides are frosted. Strain into a chilled martini glass. Add a splash of mineral water. Garnish with whipped cream and a maraschino cherry.
Enjoy!
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Nipples shooting fireworks.
Red .. Blue .. Purple .. Yellow .. White
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~~ remove that please? ~~
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Run, bad spirits!
Run Away!
ptooie, ptooie
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Careening, screaming hot,
intense sparks of release.
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Sucking blood back into drained spaces.
White .. Yellow .. Pink .. Red
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Ah … red.
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Burning cooled.
Pinching soothed.
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Throbbing beats welcome the
Black Water Dragon
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Good Fortune seeps back in.
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Body Haiku
3 ounces Sake
1 ounce Dry Vermouth
Add sake and vermouth to an ice filled cocktail shaker. Shake only enough to mix. Strain into a chilled martini glass. Garnish with a cocktail onion.
Enjoy!
‘Twas the night before Christmas
anticipation was high
but, not a finger was stirring
between my moist thighs.
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The slipknots were hung
on the bedposts with care
in hopes that a kinky partner
soon would be there.
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Santa’s elves promised a visit
yet still have not shown.
Where the fuck were they?
My arousal has grown!
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My pussy throbbed
in the cold of the night
calling for relief
from someone just right.
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Then what to my horny little ears was presented,
but a big Dominant Man
hauling a bag full of presents.
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He lay the sack down
by the bed with great care.
Then came rambling round
leaving a scent in the air
of masculine cravings
filled with want and desire.
The perfume of love
all hot, bothered and wired.
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The stroke of his beard
was the last thing I viewed,
before the blindfold covered my eyes
and was tightly secured.
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He went straight to his work,
not a moment was spared,
as he moved with a purpose
much like Fred Astaire.
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My pussy was flicked
and my nipple was squeezed,
he moved quickly about,
and I felt a light breeze.
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Wrists tightly secured,
legs spread-eagle open
my body getting hotter,
the juices freely flowing.
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“Come in elves, come in,”
I heard him exclaim.
Then the patter of feet
and warm hands did claim
my body as theirs,
all fingers a flutter.
My nerves were on edge,
my mind in the gutter.
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Sensations on overload,
flesh pinched, pulled and teased.
I was soaring right now
with the greatest of ease.
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Dasher and Dancer
had nothing on me
as I flew through the skies,
earth’s gravity released.
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Pussy craving a cock,
“Santa? Fill me with yours?
Won’t you please, Santa
pull down your drawers?”
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My Christmas wish fulfilled
in a push and a thrust.
Santa’s thick cock
was engorged with hot lust.
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We pounded hips to thighs
in the merriest of jingles,
as the bells on his waist
gave me all sorts of tingles.
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Elves have the softest of hands,
did you know this was true?
Like magic fingers or glitter
that falls around you.
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They worked on our bodies,
on Santa’s and mine,
Until we both exploded
in colors and rhyme.
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Merry Kinksmas to all,
to transgender queers,
to BDSM-ers and foot fetish seekers.
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To gays and lesbians and those in a tryst,
to sex workers and erotic writers
and folks with a twist.
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To poly’s and straights
and the Masters and slaves,
to Dominants and submissives
and to all those who crave.
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May you have the most beautiful Christmas
filled with Peace, Love and Trust
and Acceptance and Happiness,
and Hot Sex and Wild Lust!
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Santa’s Secret
1 1/2 ounces Dark Rum
1/2 ounce Light Rum
1/2 ounce Kahlua coffee liqueur
1/2 ounce milk
Add dark rum, light rum, Kahlua and milk to a cocktail shaker filled with ice. Shake until sides are frosted. Strain into a martini glass. Garnish with red sprinkles.
Enjoy!
There once was a slut from Nantucket,
Who said to the world.. go fuck it.
I’m going to be free,
With what life’s given me
and you can all just go suck it!
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She marched through the streets to announce
her open mind with a bounce
in her step ’til she tripped
on her stiletto that dipped
into the drain and she flounced.
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A handsome young man saw her fall
and reached to adjust his loose balls
then extended a hand
to the lass who be damned
as she lie there looking quite mauled.
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“Allow me to help you,” he said,
“My name is Sir Gallantly Fred.”
She untangled her legs
with large eyes, she did beg
for help to get up off her head.
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Picking the leaves from her hair
He admired her skin that was fair.
Then on impulse he did
what all gentlemen forbid
and bent over to kiss her with flair.
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She landed a sharp slap on his cheek
Eliciting quite the loud squeak.
“You scoundrel, you scum!”
Then she started to run
down the rain sodden street.
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“Come back fair maiden, please do!
I meant no harm unto you!
I acted so wrong
but your perfume is strong
and I couldn’t help myself… true.”
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She slowed, then stopped in her tracks.
And reluctantly turned to look back
at the man who reached down
and turned her around
when she was lying in the drain like a sack.
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His clothes were clean and quite tasteful.
And his eyes were a beautiful hazel.
So she took a step back
to the scene of attack
and did a mental appraisal.
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The hair on his face was quite dark
it gave him a mischievous spark
of naughty and nice
mixed with some spice
exposing his thirst for a lark.
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“Although I am free, I’m not easy.
And I won’t sleep with anyone sleazy,”
the slut called to Sir Fred
who was scratching his head.
“And, I’m sorry, but the fall made me queasy!”
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The bulge in his pants proceeded
its continuous growth unheeded,
until he could bear
not a second to spare
and again adjusted as needed.
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The slut grinned at his folly
skipping back, she looked quite the cute dolly
when she bent at the waist
stared his bulge right in the face
and said, “Well hello, Mr. Jolly!”
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The crimson faced gent took a bow,
deliberately hiding the scowl
on his face that he wore
because of this whore
who aroused his barbarian growl.
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She looked up at him with eyes wide,
and he realized she wasn’t being snide.
She sincerely took a chance
with the erection that danced
in his pants as it filled with much pride.
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“I am a whore you do realize.
That package you have is quite the size
of a watermelon ball
stuffed into a sock too small
And I’d be proud to claim it my prize!”
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“Yes,” Sir Gallantly said.
“You can claim the prize with your head
and your lips and your mouth
can encircle it south
until is glows a nice red.”
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“My pleasure Sir Fred, so gallant
Your request is precisely my want.
My desire for you
is to actually chew
your cock like a buttery croissant!”
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“Be careful, young maiden, please do!
Your intentions will turn my balls blue!
Be gentle I plead
while you’re on your knees
and enjoy my cock hitherto!”
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“Fine, fine”, the slut did smirk
as she pulled on his jewels with a jerk.
Fred let out a sound,
then fell to the ground
in a tumble that looked quite berserk.
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The slut wiped his cum off her lips,
then stood with her hands on her hips.
Fred’s eyes were glazed
and he looked quite dazed
and he felt completely eclipsed.
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“What just happened?” Fred inquired.
“The event that just transpired,
pushed me over the edge
before I knew what to pledge,
You, fair maiden … I admire!”
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“Well, thank you, Sir Gallantly Fred!
You saved me when I fell on my head,
I figured, if I could,
repay what was good,
and honestly, you taste like sweet bread!”
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They chuckled and parted their ways.
But he wondered about her for days.
The gallant Knight and his slut
who fell into a rut
and has the charms to amaze.
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If he could find her again, he would.
And just thinking on her gave him wood.
It ached in his pants
his erection that danced
in her mouth that was so fucking good!
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Goldrush
1 ounce Tequila Gold
1 ounce Goldschlager
Fill a short glass with ice. Add tequila and Goldschlager. Stir.
Enjoy!
// monsters \\
teeth gnashing
venom flying
Lies. Lies. Lies.
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~~ M/monsters ~~
Needs crushing
Desire straining
Truth. Truth. Truth
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revenge
ignorance
distortion
// ugly monsters \\
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Realization
Beautiful
Fulfillment
~~ Serene M/monsters ~~
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razor sharp words
cut
slice
bleed
stain
cripple
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bitch
cunt
bastard
fuck
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S/strength in F/focus
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Love
Crave
Yearning
Passion
Innate
Lust
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Settled
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~~ Happy M/monsters ~~
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Whale Tale
1 ounce Vodka
1 ounce Spiced Rum
1/2 ounce Blue Curaçao
1 ounce Sour Mix
Pineapple Juice
Add vodka, rum, blue curaçao and sour mix to a tall glass filled with ice. Fill with pineapple juice. Cover with a cocktail shaker and shake vigorously. Garnish with a stemmed maraschino cherry.
Enjoy!
Come to Me on angel wings.
Purge Me of fear and dread and mistrust.
Cleanse My thoughts with erotic notions.
Pump My cock with your throat,
then rest your lips on Mine.
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I shall eat your pussy with tongue so gentle it hurts.
Beg Me for release.
Let Me get you a cool drink of water,
then perhaps I shall allow you to cum.
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I will pose your limbs
and secure your mind,
giving you the freedom you crave.
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I shall fulfill your fantasies as if they were My own.
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Because they are.
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Wings
1 1/2 ounces Bombay Gin
1/2 ounce Apricot Brandy
1/2 ounce Lime Juice
Dash of Grenadine
Add ingredients to a cocktail shaker filled with ice. Shake well. Strain into a chilled martini glass.
Enjoy!
*Don’t let the odd ingredients fool you. This drink is delicious! It has a sweet tart flavor and pours out a most beautiful shade of pink-red.
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