Fun in the Bath

Beautiful
Bubbles
Blissfully
Bathing
Body
Passion
Pleasure
Patting
pulsing
Pussssss
ahhhhhhhh

I love my bath

Body Fluids

Spit and sweat, mingled bodies
Sperm in her slick canal
Moist and warm, griping muscles
His and hers, working as one
Sweet and salty, the tastes of passion
Wet and wild, breasts heaving in action
Body to body, hot and groping
Slipping, sliding in frantic commotion
Orgasms pounded groin to groin
Fantasy, ecstasy, sex and nature,
Living life erotically, brings me pleasure
Know that I am here, know that I am ready

Midnight Lover

My Midnight Lover

He comes to me
When all sleep
Gliding through the door
He comes on wings of silent flight
Like no other has before
He comes to me in dark of night
He is my midnight lover

In dreams of such disturbing sleep
Promises of pain and pleasure
Offerings of blood so sweet
Promises my phantom lover

Darkest passion calling me
He is like no other
Come to me my wicked beauty
Calls my demon lover

Words intense full of passion
Commanding my attention
You asked for this my little witch
You called me from my place of rest
States my midnight lover

Whip in hand he holds me tight
Stand so I may bind you
Your pleasure shall be mine this night
With each strike upon you
Do as I say, there will be less pain
Only pleasure beyond your wildest dreams
Promises my phantom lover

The strength in his arm is tempered
With each swing he takes
He wants to possess her,
To bring her like no other
Her pleasure is what drives him now
As the sting of the whip caresses
She knows he’s real
He’s not a dream
He is her demon lover

He brings her screaming for his touch
His hands over whip marks glide
Causing skin to tingle, his hand she starts to ride
Her squirming clinching body, causing him to smile
His teeth at ready now, He Bites
Her blood will give him pleasure
Moans elicit from her mouth
Feeling pain and pleasure
For this night is her last
As she rides her midnight lover

Gaia

Gaia

Rain is the caress of mother Gaia.
Thunder is her reprimand.
Earthquakes are her rolling over.
Magma is her blood moons flow.
Her legs in motion of creation,
The ebb and flow of oceans tide.

Tornadoes are her sweeping hands
Her body is the play ground of man.
She cares little for what we do,
We think to change the way she looks.
We try to make the land stay put.
Land or sea it matters not,
She sweeps it all away.
Great winds blow when she breathes,
Hurricanes dance from sea to land.

She is the mother of us all,
Her black rich skin provides our soil,
Her tears our waters flow.
Without her we would not exist,
She tries to let us know.
She was here from beginning,
She will be here till the end.
When we are gone, and she has rested,
She will start it all again.

Gaia the eternal one.

Desperate

The lack of sex
I am mourning the lack of it.
The desert scorching lack of it.
The dying in the desert lack of it.
Shriveling up lack of it.
The dying need of it.
The desperate want of it
The hot wet screaming desire for it
I want to fuck, hear me fuck
I need to be fucked
Good and fucked
Left exhausted fucked
Can anyone hear me?
Oh to touch a man’s erection
To feel that oh so soft skin
To taste him, lick him, squeeze him
Just the thought of it makes my hands tingle
My mouth water, tongue wanting
My crotch throbs, contracts, pulsing
Alone in my bed, no man there.

Desert

Surrounded by desert
Deserted in my home
Undesired untouched
Needing to be love
It can’t be me
I’m a sexual being
Desire runs though me
Looking for escape
Waiting to be taken
Going unused
Building to overflow
Relief is needed, wanted
Raging grief
Give me relief
Soon
Screaming

Tears

Tears falling
Lost without love
Alone in a desert
Feeling Unloved
Body untouched
Desire unfulfilled
Needs unmet
Desolate no warmth
Intimacy required
None to be found
Find me
Before it’s too late