That strand
the one in the
Candlelight
It teases your
eyelashes
with your every
Blink

I fight my urge
to gently run
my finger
down the length
of that blonde strand

My fingertips wait
patiently
for their turn
to trace your
angelic face

To feel the
softness of your
lips
cheeks
neck

But
that strand
that dances with
your every glance
melts my will
as every drop
of wax slides
down

Slipping into Sexy

the pull of the strings

the tightening of the lace

the stretch of the leather

the caress of your lover’s hand

as the final bow is tied.

Slipping into Sexy

the crisp play of the fabric

as it dances against strong thighs

the snap of the buckles securing 

hidden treasures.

To Touch

To Tease

To Tempt

 To test the boundries

To Express

To Explore

To Enjoy

 To Tantalize

To Desire

 To Play

To Dare

To Fantasize

 To Escape

To Beckon

To Slip…

into Sexy.

As I travel down the road, I can’t help but glance out my passenger window at the vehicles we pass. Some glance back, some stare. Occasionally some look annoyed or intrigued. Flirting with truckers is an all time favorite.

I love passing the couples all snuggled in the front seat and glowing in love.

I love passing the couples snuggled in the backseats.

I love my imagination stripping them naked…

Hands against the windows
Hair tousled and sweaty
Clothes impatiently opened
Breasts eagerly fondled, sucked
Cock throbbing against denim
Seizing the passion
Feet braced on the seat
Skin to skin
Slickness beckoning

Aahhh, the steam on the windows
And the sex on the seat.

Bondage:

taboo

 How can one word illicit fear?

 When total control is not lost,

but won.

The beauty seen and freed.

 Trust and submission

 is realized as the body and soul

opens its doors for

total sexual satisfaction

and delicious, delicious pleasure.

 xoxoxo

~NN~

I see the lust in your eyes
the wanton desire to rip cloth from flesh

To press my nakedness against the bed
and capture waiting lips with yours

You pain at images of fingers
sliding into slippery folds
from the stolen moments behind closed doors
With relief only coming as I make you mine

Smooth as silk
Silky smooth
Bathe me in your love

Restrain me with your passion
Seduce me with your desire
Make me drip

Turn my body into a
worshiped instrument
Make me say your name.

Her pale blue eyes
hypnotizing
pulling me in
and warming my chill
My groin tightens
and heats
as her touch whispers
against my skin

A butterfly

Delicate
graceful
beautiful

Her scent
alluring

My manhood
throbs
aches with
anticipation
as her desire
glistens
for me

Her legs
spread
open
wanton

Taught nipples
pucker
invite

Her skin
infallible

Her lips
sin

Then

I slide
into
Heaven.

Erotic Poses of

the Naked Body

 Comfortable in Your

Own Skin.

 Expressing Yourself for

Your Lover to See

In Un-Abandoned Desire,

Wanton Flesh

To Show the Sexy that

You Feel

Your Inside Fighting to

Glow on the Out

Screaming for Acceptance

Sexual Gratification

To Expose Yourself in

the Most Vulnerable of Ways

Hoping that You Can See Me

and Love Me

 For Me.

*Beauty is as Beauty Does*

I can’t help but want.
I can’t help but desire.
I can’t help myself.

The soft giggle she lets escape
as my fingers
trail
her silken arm.

The lust in her eyes
as she knows
I peel every layer of
clothes from her cashmere skin
with every glance.

My pleasure of her
nervousness
as she hides the tremble of her
hands within her lap.

And that fluttering uneasiness she feels
as I continue my sinful
thoughts.

Her nipples.
One by one, I taste and devour.

Her hips I
cradle with strong
hands.

My strength she consumes
and waivers intoxicated
as I own the gentleness
nestled between her thighs.

*Knight’s Masquerade*

 Her kiss lingers on my lips.  My hands empty where they once held her.  Breathe in.  I taste her deep inside.  An impression on my soul.  A hollow heart left in her wake.  A longing to touch her silken skin.  To trail her body and sample her nectar. To explore more of her forbidden heaven.

But, it’s her kiss that lingers.  Teases me so.  Addicting me.

Turning me captive to her kiss.

I heard him whisper my name.  Barely moving his lips.  His breath ravishes me.  Submission.  My senses his.  Sensations rippling.  Breathless.  My will sliding into slippery abandonment. My desire perched for his taking. Undulating.  Repetitive pulsations.  My body screams, now Now NOW.  His succulent stare hypnotizes.  I move as his sex puppet through the misty delusions of yearning.  Animalistic thrusts of emotions permeate the air I breathe. You leave me in decadent anticipation as I wait to hear you whisper once again.  To wrap around me as silk.  My sex wet.  Quivering from your Endless promises.  Anticipation from the caressing oral fixation.  Visions of honey dripping thick.  Savoring. Arousal as addictive as chocolate being licked from head to toe.

 Breathless I stand.

 Naked.

 Shoes and Purse aside.

I wait to hear you whisper my name.

(special thanks to all that provided Erotic Words and Phrases!  Let’s do it again!)