Wednesday, November 2, 2011

The Countdown or Count Up


10 - The number of kisses slowly placed on your face and neck as I quietly leave you to your space. As I leave and close the door behind me, I blow a kiss through the door and hope it lands softly on your lips.
9 - pm. The time when I looked up and noticed you were sound asleep in my arms. I rise slowly, ensuring your rest is not broken.
8 - Long, slow, deep strokes it took for me after I realized my explosion cumming near. Telling you it was time, you begged for it inside.
7 - Times you released and shared your love with me. Telling me each time that it was coming harder than the last.
6 - Positions we engaged in, you pressed against the wall with your legs in my arms, I put you down so you can ride me, I push you back and give it to you missionary, turn you to the side with on leg in the air, continue the turn with you flat on your stomach, then you raise your hips with your ass in the air and face in the bed
5 - Minutes it took before my lips met yours. Steady undressing each other, touching each other, yet you have a 2nd set, yeah I went down to meet the others.
4 - Deep breaths I took as I admired you in all your beauty. Walking in and inhaling your very scent awakens the animal inside me.
3 - Knocks I placed on the door. Just as I was about to leave, you slowly opened it, dressed in red lace.
2 - The times i had to read the sextext you sent to tell me what you wanted and needed

1- The chance you gave me to do your body right. To soothe you mentally and physically




Most Wanted
Pgh.,PA

Friday, October 7, 2011

Vision of an Epic Encounter

As he sits there, stared at, talked about, asked about, patiently waiting. A conversation is throw his way every now and then just to make sure he is still coherent. They walk past, teasing, flirting, sometimes challenging his purpose for being there. He doesn't byte nor take the bait, but he continues to wait, patiently, observant of the surroundings and content of each. Without warning, and almost unnoticed, she walks in. Not missing a beat, confidence in it's finest form, deliberate strides shows her intention, she arrives directly in front of him, and extends her left hand. He takes her hand, stands, looks her directly in her eyes while raising her hand to his lips. Without saying a word, he gently kisses her ring finger in acceptance that he has been chosen. They both walk out as all eyes gravitate in their direction and whispers fill the room with regard to the action that took place. 






Most Wanted
Pgh, PA
10/7/2011