quarta-feira, 29 de julho de 2015

Away we waltz

And from this stage, passion looms from darkness,
enticing us closer and feeding our heat,
clawing at the fire that burns; bright and hard,
enraged and insane, lost and found.
Our bodies know what they want, know what they need,
can dance with a bliss and sway with a purpose,
as the room moulds our act, watches us join,
listens to our innocent pleasure begin.
Taste is the first sensation we explore,
heightened beyond a norm of sweetness,
taken past a distinction of salt and sour,
and driven towards a well of warmth and colour.
Touch that was before simple and necessary,
is now an art of desire and distinction,
searching out every tiny little nerve,
and sparking chain reactions that shiver hard.
Sight pumps blood hard, fast and wet,
we know that the time is here and now,
one opens wide, one thrusts in deep,
and then, away we waltz.

by AbsintheAngelDust
photography by unknown author

sexta-feira, 10 de julho de 2015


Adoro encostar-me a ti
roçar a minha pele na tua
adoro sentir o meu peito nas tuas costas
provocar-te calafrios
adoro simplesmente
quando mordes os lábios
e imploras
que te mostre
o paraiso

por João Carlos Aleixo
fotografia de autor desconhecido

sexta-feira, 3 de julho de 2015

Work day

Will you..
Let me have you
On the floor
By the front door.
You're dressed so nice
For another day
At the office.

Let me untuck
That crisp shirt.
Put my hands
On your skin,
Run my nails
Up your chest
Down your back.

Let me unbutton
Those work pants
Pull them down,
Land on my knees
To stroke you
With my mouth

Will you..
Let me suck
Your length
To full attention,
Receive this pleasure
My full intention.

Let me rise up,
Turn and bend
At my hips,
Lift my skirt
over my bare ass,
Ready, wet and easy
For you.

Will you..
Let me be filled,
By you.
I'll brace myself
On the armchair
As you pump and
Grind into me.

Let me moan for it,
Ride on you
Return the thrusts
Rubbing my clit
Til I spill
My lust,
All over you.

Will you?

by Looloolookie
photography of unknown author