sometimes you see a pair of legs walking down the sidewalk that makes you forget where you were it was you yourself were walking and make you cease to care
Tag Archives: sex
accidental perversion
a blonde in black tight black leather and denim propped up pretty on a bar stool the top of her ass crack peeking out above her belt the little moments that make you feel alive
after hours
she’s the daughter of the bar’s owner I know she doesn’t care for me she doesn’t have to she’s got money she goes to sleep in a five-story house in a quiet neighbourhood the only reasons we find ourselves here are booze and geography her friends all trying to bring her home so that theyContinue reading “after hours”
faces, voices, touches, memories
sometimes I wonder what ever became of them the black girl that came from France who had the skinniest ankles I’d ever seen the brunette with the husky voice who fucked me in my van she had a tattoo on her back of a butterfly and she wrote me a poem the almost-virgin with theContinue reading “faces, voices, touches, memories”
temptation sucker-punch
it was easy before to ignore, to forget the shape was easy to neglect desire found purchase only in memory now that shape was changed and her figure is thin and hard my eyes now linger longer my thoughts draw deeper into new fantasies of lust covetous, predatory, empty of feeling exploding with passion joysContinue reading “temptation sucker-punch”
in bed forever
laying together enwrapped, enfolded entwined and engorged birds and flowers privately mingle outside, as spring grows fat all I see is the ocean in your eyes bits of dried make-up tickling your lip outside these walls, the world goes on with business stock markets, civil wars and school shootings silent under sounds of you sighingContinue reading “in bed forever”
occupied mind
I try to write but all I can think of is sex I try and focus on the screen on the story on a chapter I’m writing about Xmas and family and ruptured illusions of youth but my mind always wanders back to your cunt to your wonderful wetness to my hard member pressed againstContinue reading “occupied mind”
the unavoidable allure of brutality
I wish I had a throat to slit or a house to rob or a man to steal of life it all seems so much simpler with some goal to achieve a man to kill, or a quary to gain my heart, it goes to those with real purpose a true end for those peopleContinue reading “the unavoidable allure of brutality”
desire for you is hunger unknown
your protest is so, so very delicious to me you make me salivate, pant, quiver, sweat and ache for your soft, wet warmth inviting me inside you are my goddess, my queen wolf I long, I desire to worship within you to swim in your turbulent ocean for as long as physically possible and beyondContinue reading “desire for you is hunger unknown”
the cure for growing old
a younger woman barely an adult in my eyes regardless of what her driver’s license says she was sexy her body felt too good under my touch too good, like I was being spoiled too good, like I was normally not allowed to touch someone like her like I was sneaking a feel before IContinue reading “the cure for growing old”
