Votos de um Feliz Natal!

Para todas as minhas leitoras, com o meu desejo de que tenham um Feliz Natal!!

Um beijo
Pedro M

Sexy Christmas Eve Night

I can't help falling, crashing to the bottom of your heart, cupid's
arrow hit me hit me it struck me hard. Now my heart's bleeding
filled with love, it's a bloody mess flooded with attraction.

Following you around like a stalker, making my every move like
a hunter. I'm the seeker you're my prey I have to get your love
everyday. Holding you down biting your lips, you feel the pain,
the attraction, sealed with a kiss. Stripping you down, hearing
you moan, seeing your pleasure, hearing you swoon. Touching
your body, holding you tight, laying you down to make sweet
love tonight.

Biting your neck, caressing your body, hear me moan as you
touch me. Riding your dick has never felt better, riding it all
night like a roller coaster, hear me scream as you thrust —
harder. Moans softly as you fill me with cum my sexual
cravings is fulfilled now, squatting down and rubbing your
dick sucking on it like a huge lollipop hearing you moan as
you cum in my mouth, smiling widely as you watch me swallow
it down, laying in bed feeling satisfied, watching snow falling
out the window on Christmas eve night.

by Sabrina A
photography by an unknown author

Votos de um Feliz Natal!

Para todas as minhas leitoras, com o meu desejo de que tenham tido um Muito Feliz Natal!!
Foram umas meninas bem comportadas durante este ano?!
Tiveram muitos presentes agradáveis?!

Um beijo
Pedro M

I saw a figure on the stair

I saw a figure
On the stair
Wearing red velvet
Trimmed with fur

It was Santa Claus
In my view
With long white beard
And hat askew

But not a Santa
Of familiar build
And no sack was apparent
Generously filled

I thought the figure
To my surprise Was rather pleasing
To the eyes

And curiously aroused
At the view
Of Santa
In red stiletto shoes

At that moment
At the top of the stair
The coat fell open
And I do declare

This sight of Santa
Left me aghast
Wearing black stockings
And leather Basque

The white beard
Fell to the floor
And then I understood
What I saw

Santa hadn’t brought me
A gift in a sack
Santa was the present
For me to unwrap

by Paul Curtis
photography by an unknown author

Mutual masturbation

I wake, my cock soft
You like naked beside me.
Always exciting

Your pussy glistens
Morning dew on soft petals
I crave your center

My fingers enter
Your soft folds are warm and wet.
I drink your sweet musk

Your beautiful tits
I stare as I always do.
Better than ever.

My cock is erect
Thinking of you, I get hard.
Will you fix this please?

My cock aches for you.
Touch me and I will erupt
Sharing all my lust

You touch your pussy
You take my cock in your hand
Together we cum

My spunk flows freely
A coating for my belly
You lick it, we'll share.

We drift back to sleep
Dreams of moist flesh, salty cum
Rest, rewind, repeat

by TANSTAAFL58 (pseudonymous)
photography by unknown author

The three of us

The three of us
In the bright sunlight
In a cozy room
With ac at 16
We explored each other.
You went down on me
And he was caressing
My breasts like they were
The most tenderest of all flowers.
While you went in deep
Inside my lower lips
He gave me his phallus
And I tasted his love juice
While you filled me up
Completely.

by Suparna Saha
photography for Playboy magazine
model: Anna Mucha

The bet

Bestowed by the game,
She lost at the shot of dice,
They both owned her for the night,
For the bet in the end of thrice...

One became her silk,
The other her sheet,
She became honey for both,
One each in her betwixt...

Lust smelt from one's skin,
The other played with her mind,
He played like a piano with his touch,
The other had his legs entewined...

Slave was her skin,
With the touch of their tease,
She moaned with lusty pleasure,
Proved by the disastor caused in both lips...

Digged deeper,
Both were in passion,
Legs quivered for freedom,
The other took her saturation...
Death became her proximity,
The other took her with velocity,
Yet the intentions danced her skin,
One locked with his toes,
The other had her blood of sin..

Walls screamed with jealousy,
For three demons were in folds,
One conquered her thighs with his flesh,
The other took away the game to end at rage...

by Ruchika (Devilona)
photography by unknown author

A well-tempered keyboard

Now that I am finally getting laid again
my piano playing is improving. What else
would I do in those moments of waiting
bathed, perfumed, satinned, variously
analgised and anaesthetised?

It seems impossible to me now, that
anyone could play Bach without thinking
of sex. More than the insistence of that
pulsing left hand chord, it’s the way we move
from key to key as if harmony were a body.

My fingers are getting nimbler; I can dream
of grace in those quick passages, almost
believe that nerves could heal. I’ve noticed too
that these days sex ends like a chorale, a single
note slipping into the home chord: a-a-men.

by Helen Clare in Mildly Erotic Verse
photography of unknown author

Your Christmas present

Para todas as minhas leitoras, com o meu desejo de que tenham um Feliz Natal!!

Um beijo
Pedro M.

I know this is a little early
But I just could not wait
to give you your present honey
At least I won’t be late.

I am just letting you know that...

You will find me on Christmas morning,
tied up under your Christmas tree
Around my throat is a red satin bow with a note saying...
"Merry Christmas, to you from me"

My hands tied behind my back
with a ribbon green and red
My whole body is exposed for you to see
not covered by a single thread.

Nipple clamps joined by chain
attached to my nipples so hard
Pull them, pinch them and suck them...
You know with me honey, there are no holds barred!

Please take me as you will
Untie me or leave me tied,
the choice is yours honey
My thighs will be spreading for you... wide.

All your other toys will be pushed aside,
as you lay and play with me
I will light your Christmas dawn
I will be the tinsel on your tree

My sparkle will illuminate your eyes
and warm your soul so deep within
Please fill me with your Christmas cheer,
let your joy and merriment begin

Oh, oh, oh—away you go
Soaring high on your wave of pleasure
This Christmas will be your best one yet
No other, in comparison will measure.

I hope you have been extremely good this year, so Santa cums!

by Hotvixen069
photography by unknown author

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

Sex in the rain

Touch me
Grasp me
Squeeze my body
All up on me
Boy just warm me
Chase the cold
Bring the pleasure
Soaked in pain
Let's make heat
Let's make fire
Let's make love in the rain
As you hold me
Take it slowly
Boy just fold me
Deeply drill me
Pass the water for that oil
Treat my body like your coil
In these conditions
For positions
In this weather
Just for pleasure
Boy go harder
Trust again
Make me beg
Make me moan
Make me scream
Sex in the rain
Boy fuck me harder
Fuck me faster
Just go deeper
My drill master
From behind just grab my ass
We'll sex until we fog that glass
Take my breath as you give it to me
Make me shiver as you roughly screw me
As you roughly do me
Have your fun
And I'll have mine as my waters run
All down your dick
Pull it out
I'll take a lick
And then just force it in again
We'll go all night
Sex in the rain

by Dedra B
photography of unknown author