The Chair

The chair, where pleasure takes place;
Where each other, they passionately kiss,
And where each other, they teasingly taste.
Where he sits, and she on top of him,
With his strong hands around her waist;
Where he guides her up, and then down on him
Again and again, in a sensual rhythm
Until she screams in transcendent climax
From the measured strokes of his depths;
his hands, lips, and tongue teasing
The erect nipples of her aroused breasts.
Where she moans, as she is immersed in
Constant waves of orgasms, on the the tips of her toes,
As if climbing unending erogenous steps.
Where she likes to ride reverse cowgirl
In an erotic trance with her hair down,
And sometimes, likes to turn herself to the side,
So she can feel him inside, as she looks into his eyes.
The chair, where they express the intimate
Poetry of their hearts without fear;
and he whispers sensual words to her,
While from behind, he pulls her hair.



Erotic Recollections

Her memory takes her back
to a long fulfilled fantasy.
She had waited for so long,
but then her secret desire, happened finally.
On that particular day,
the weather was stormy;
she walked in, wearing
seductive heels as she
made her way to her room,
passing through the hotel lobby.
Concealed, under her belted
cream colored trench coat—
were black lace thong panties,
a matching black lace bra,
and a silk black teddy.
With excitement,
she got herself ready;
the anticipation, causing her
to be wet with intensity.
If walls could tell the story
of what they see,
it would not be only two
engaged in the heights
of euphoria and ecstasy,
but there would be three.
The erotic positions of
her fantasy were incredible;
The feelings and sounds
of unadulterated pleasure,
unforgettable.

Sensual Chapters

The whisper of a sincere utterance cuts through the stagnant silence;
they are there — in darkness, two lovers, reunited to write new sensual chapters.
The foreword of their book is filled with the passion of sensual kisses;
by the third chapter, she says his name through sounds of pleasure
as she rides and rediscovers the euphoria of the length of his measure.
The vivid descriptions of their intimate union captivates the reader—
the fifth chapter, revisits the origins of how they found each other.
A few paragraphs in, and you will find the love between them is genuine.
The seventh chapter, speaks of how they separated and came back together again;
and here they are, in intimate passion, steeped in love and in the most erotic positions,
recording fiery paragraphs of euphoric transcendence that long lasts—
giving no heed to restrictions, and doing away with all inhibitions.
She kisses him — while on top of him, moving in seductive rhythm
only dismounting to taste him, then eagerly mounting him again—
he places his arms behind him, and she holds on, allowing herself
to be taken by her primal form; she is not timid in pursuing what she wants.
In their time away from each other, they had both yearned for too long,
separated for inconsequential reasons, but now their bond is strong.
The sentences of the eighth chapter, in there intricate details are long.
The union of their euphoric sounds is like a duet of an erotic song.
He picks her up, and she feels the depth of him with her back against the wall—
he does not hold back, as he gives her his all; in a rapturous trance they fall.
Intoxicated with ecstasy, she wraps her legs around his waist and caresses his face.
The ninth chapter approaches, and they are lost in each other’s embrace.

Passionate Release

She is beautiful in her desire
Denying her heart’s feelings no longer
Her want for him only grows stronger
Her soul is deep refreshing water
And her heart is blue fire

The rhythm of her amorous fingers
Causes her erotic whispers
To become euphoric screams that grow louder
She calls his name as if he is inside her
Passionately letting go right after the last letter





Soft Light

Darkness is subtle in its caress.
The soft light slowly exposes her,
Like a sculpture in alluring undress;
It reveals the feminine contours of her feet
and the sensual enchantment of her breasts.
She breathes in eroticism
And exhales euphoria with every breath.
It is an ethereal experience
To discover the levels of her depths.
The well of love in her heart is full;
Her erotic soul is out of control
And absolutely beautiful.


Intimate Confessions

Between euphoric breaths,
she confessed that she loved him;
not holding back, she gave him her everything,
and in her moaning, she signaled her joy
and the fulfillment of her longing—
touching his soul, and evoking emotions
that long stirred within the depths of him.
It is then that he said to her, I want no one else;
forever you are my woman
.
Without inhibition, she rode him
uncovering the breadth of her eroticism—
she leaned in and kissed him,
whispering to him, how much she had missed him.
And after the last letter, she released the passion of her fire
and kept going as he whispered, faster.
His drive took him over the edge
when she passionately said, mi amor, deeper
he closed his eyes when she seductively
Started sucking his fingers;
and in the height of his release,
he told her, that he was more than a lover
but that he was in love with her.



Vampiress (before the light)

A vampiress once roamed alone,
looking for love, far away from her home.
Many men had come, and many had gone.
Some she had turned; some she had slowly
drained of their blood from stem to stern.
But after one thousand years unloved, she burned
with desire, for the true love that she yearned;
And when she found him he wouldn’t be turned,
and to her home, with him, she would return.
So she traveled far in search of love
with purple lipstick and black silk gloves;
In the day she slept, but the night was hers.
She was beautiful — with long dark hair,
manicured nails, and a seductive stare.
She went to places with many men there—
The first three she met, they offered sex,
but she drained their blood, and took their breath;
The same for the two after, and then the next.
But the seventh man, he took her hand,
and gave a kiss like a gentleman;
At first they dined with vintage wine,
then they slowly danced; his eyes were kind.
The dawn approached, so she had to go,
but before she left she let him know;
I am a vampiress, and I am old.
My heart does not beat, and my flesh is cold.

He said, My lady you are beautiful,
and now that I know what you are,
still I am not fearful; I promise forever to love you.

He then took her lovingly in his embrace, and said,
My love, let us leave this place.
Your love in darkness will be my fate;
but before the light, let us leave this place.
She looked at him and kissed his face,
and said, My love, let us leave this place.

Erotic Intricacies

In the heat of passion, they lock eyes like nothing else matters.
She holds onto him, lost in the euphoria of flowing eroticism;
Straddling him on a wooden chair, she takes control,
pacing every sensual movement on the tips of her toes.
He pulls her into him, kissing her passionately,
and finding every secret intricacy in her erogenous zones;
he is rewarded with the wildness of her lust and the echoes of her moans.
She purposely teases herself with every thrust, fast and then slow,
wanting the pleasure to last forever — not wanting to let go.
At the height of her euphoria she is beautiful; her nails dig into him,
and he is intoxicated by the pleasure of the feeling
and the lascivious words of her whispering.
Amatory ecstasy totally takes over;
her moans louder, his thrusts deeper.
Tightly, he holds her, caught in the
movements of her rapture.
She screams loudly, falling into him
uncontrollably, and then it’s over.
He looks at her with longing,
because she is his lover,

and he loves her.

Aura of Her

She meditates in darkness

Bathed in feminine softness

Bearing the contours of a sensual goddess

The aesthetic mystery of her body
is just the surface

Her soul is beautiful and perfect in its purpose

Her voice is like many peaceful streams
and summer sunlight glistening on the surface
of calm rivers