Fly me to the moon

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Did you ever wonder what it would be like
To fly to the moon and back
Above all the stars
Our sirens and cars
People on those streets
So eager to meet
Then just walk away
At the end of the day
From you

Once upon a time
I dreamt of a relationship
That lived forever
Without any ends
More than just love
Above being friends
Where we loved as one
Pure and content
Maddening passion
Lustful and spent

The dream never evolved
To outlive my sleep
Now staring at your photo
Be-trodden at my feet
Whereupon I pick you up
To again see your smile
A flicker of hope
To hold but awhile

Yet love doesn’t last
Does it
The moon is too far
Sirens ever present
I can barely see your star
Your willowy neck
Your silver
Distant car
As you wave gently goodbye
Caressing our plight
Like all true relationships
Toward the dead of the night

 

heat

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I lifted my legs up in bed
opening them slightly
listening to cars playing below
screaming through the lights
only to be slowed by another bus
then cab
taking their passengers home
or out to work
Jack was home from work
I had missed him
he turned in late
tired
no doubt frustrated
lugging camera equipment
up and down stairs
escalators
on and off platforms
in and out of studios
waiting on his feet
as the girls flowed in and out
after countless hair and makeup sessions
innumerable bra and panty changes
rearranging
before rearranging again
lights camera action sleep
beside me
the horny Sasha
I felt like a housewife without a husband
a cougar with nowhere to prowl
a Jenifer without a stepdad
Sarah without a Malcolm
Maria, two weeks after Antonio had left for fishing

My hand drifted
slowly caressing a small tuft of hair
on the landing platform above my slit
pushing lower at infrequent intervals
to play with my kindness
making a coffee now
attempting to write
poor choice
I write erotic fiction
hornier still I entered the bathroom
gathering up the red wax
my small pink vibrator and the matches

On the spare room bed
with the wax now hot
turning my ribbed pink friend on low
I angled her toward my tight little butt hole
to circle
to dance upon the surface
with her toe in the water
waiting to take a dip
below my newly found drip
Alas I hear stirring
He must be waking up
tools down
with haste
beneath the sheets
tongue inside thighs
licking the shaft
engaging his head
I arise
to engulf his upright hardness
his early morning want
such a gorgeous feeling
sliding further down
hands reaching now behind me
to guide without a sound
silently I moan
juice flowing from within
my cunt wetter with every moment
it needs licking once again

climbing further up
across his long flat chest
my pussy cream now sits
around my lovers breast
I lower ever so slightly
toward his soft wet tongue
up then down I lift
now back down with my bum
resting on his neck
as he works now on my lips
licking deep within
divining my warm wet slit
rubbing anxiously on my clit now
my fingers feel his tongue
his fingers now searching for lava
sliding open my wax filled bum

with knees shaking in a rift
my lovers arms outstretched
his hands teaching my breasts
to push in then to lift
fuck that feels so good
I whisper to myself
only to move back lower
across his torso shelf
to slide his love back in
to push it through my juice
Take it Sasha
he whispered
take me in your pink
take my long hard cock
take it in your hole
with that I arched even higher
my breasts alight in his touch
my pussy simply ached
his length was just too much
ramming into the sweet spot
feeling him explode
my mind racing through the traffic
my love hole about to implode
then shooting forth it came
that sensational hot release
out into the open
gushing at its peak
I rammed him in once more
muscles clasping at his head
draining every inch of his love
whilst squirting on our bed
as my fingers returned to the swelling
to where it all began
the heat now too intense
hey lover boy
turn on the fan

Wishing you were here xxx

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Why Physical Intimacy In A Relationship Doesn’t Always Amount To Intercourse

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Why Physical Intimacy In A Relationship Doesn’t Always Amount To Intercourse

For years, physical intimacy has been proven by psychologists, relationship counsellors, and now sex therapists, to form an integral part of a healthy and successful relationship between couples. By physical intimacy we mean sex, don’t we? Well, not always. There’s a little more to physical intimacy than sailing between the sheets with your partner. Take a few minutes to hang out with me, and find out why physical intimacy in a relationship may not always have to mean sex. Remember, rule number 1, ‘you don’t always have to turn it on, to be a turn on.

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Suggested read: 12 Superb Tips On How To Spoon To Boost Intimacy

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Touch, the power of tactile affection, is crucial to forming an intimate relationship with that special person in your life. We are all tired, stressed, and anxious from time to time. Often, the thought of rolling around in the hay just doesn’t feel all that enticing, does it? You’re cycle’s out of whack, you’re bothered by what happened during the day, you have an early start tomorrow, and you feel the need to bury every mirror in your apartment. Don’t despair, honey. It doesn’t all have to be about getting some action. The very essence of physical intimacy lies in communication with your partner. Connection. Affection.

 

 

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If you come to think about it, sex is something that you can have with anyone. Equating it with physical affection is a rookie mistake that will only leave you feeling alone and dissatisfied. Even one-night stands are a physical act which is all about sex. But there is rarely any intimacy in a one night stand, is there? People are essentially just looking for some companionship and love, and even though a one-night stand can momentarily give you the illusion of intimacy, it is merely just a shadow of the actual thing.

We all need something more than sex to feel wanted and loved and satisfied. Most of the time, marriages and relationships fail because the two people involved aren’t able to have great sex, but the truth of the matter is, you cannot have great sex, unless you are intimate with your partner. Intimacy therefore precedes sex, and there are a number of different ways that you can get physically intimate and close with your partner, without having actual intercourse with them.

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Touching your partner gently on the hand, on their wrist, or upon their arm during dinner are all examples of physical intimacy. Smiling at them, and then extending a gentle hand. Caressing the hair back from their forehead. Kissing them softly upon their jaw. Nestling into their side on a cold winter’s day. Play wrestling with them on the couch. Pillow fights in the morning. A cheeky love pat on the bum. A long and intimate hug upon saying goodbye. All of this counts. Another thing that is grossly underrated is PDA. The adrenaline rush that you get when you and your partner are physically connected when out in public is one of the best ways to establish physical intimacy in a relationship. Putting your arms around each other when you are with a group of people, a kiss on the forehead and holding hands; now, that’s connection.

That, girlfriend, is physical affection. Whether it is a foot, neck or back massage to relieve your lover’s tension, spooning them at night, or simply a kiss hello, it’s all about showing them you care. It is about wanting to touch them because you are attracted to them in ways that are more than sexual. It is about needing their touch and showing them that the physical affection that you have is merely a reflection of your mental, emotional and spiritual connection.

 

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Foreplay is also about physical intimacy, which, believe it or not, doesn’t always have to end up with a romp under the sheets. The right touches in the right places can make your hair stand on end and connect you and your partner in ways that you hadn’t even imagined. It gives you goosebumps and makes you feel a mutual sense of love, wanting and devotion, which can then later translate into some mind-blowing sex. But before any of that happens, you and your partner need to know that you are connected spiritually and mentally and you are comfortable with each other completely, which can only happen when you have established physical intimacy between the two of you.

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Suggested read: Intimacy Is Important: 9 Intimacy Exercises For Couples To Build A Stronger Connection

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Life’s about those moments together, moments when physical intimacy toward your partner illustrates your genuine affection for them. “I love you, Sasha,” he said, as he leaned into me and placed the palms of his hands on my jawline. Gathering my hair together from my cheekbones before collecting it in a bun behind my neck, he stared longingly into my eyes, then kissed me ever so sweetly on the lips. Now, that’s physical intimacy. That’s the moment I first thought of when I opened my eyes today. And it had nothing to do with sex…well, not yet anyway…

 

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inside my groove

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My hips they drifted
from side to side
along the bed
against your slide
the water lapped
yet never came in
lulled by your breathing
within the swim

my breasts they danced
beneath your flow
soft to your touch
warm and smooth
writhing as I melted
inside my groove

feeling sore

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I was sore
I lay at the end of the bed
watching
his hand moved slowly
from right down the bottom
toward the ridge of his head
his thumb circling the top
before commencing the descent again
I leaned forward
to slightly touch his butt hole
every so softly
with my finger
following with my tongue
licking his swollen balls
then allowing my lips
to follow his hand north
climbing his sexy pole
one kiss at a time
his hand passed by
moving south again
as I licked
underneath the ridge
toward his peak

With the smell of my own scent
now upon me
I encircled the cape
swallowing his beautiful head
caressing the brow
and licking the tip
allowing my tongue to wander
all over his gorgeous crest
my eyes meeting his

His hand became restless
climbing to the top
he became anxious
his face now full of want
I lay my tongue out flat
my mouth now wider than wide
I needed so much to please him
to take him deep inside

His cream lay still at first
an entree for my soul
before bursting forth upon me
from out his hand held hole
I quickly gathered him in
clenching at his shaft
swallowing the juices
down to the very last
so smooth
so warm and lovely
it was mine all mine all mine
licking at his shaft now
feeling rather fine

With soreness having left me
I need to lie with him
cheekbone upon cheekbone
the love of skin to skin
nestling into his neck now
feeling his soft heartbeat
the distant sound of birds
cars playing in the street
snuggling with my man
rubbing
feet to feet
I can’t remember a day
before we came to meet

skimming stones

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couples, erotic fiction, kissing, love, poem, summer

The road opened up as we skirted within the hills
rolling eastward toward the coast
a line of heat sat above the bonnet
reminding us of summer
of the need to swim
to litter ourselves upon the northern coast
our home for the coming months

Jack was tired
the riverbank approached slowly
as he idled her down before parking in the shade
to rest

I was skimming stones as the sun crept behind Glasshouse Mountain
the car door waking my sleepy driver
I rolled into him
kissing him on the neck
before resting his hand beneath my short dress

Pushing his fingers
hard against my crotch
unzipping my love to meet his flesh
warm and slender
tender to the touch
my mouth caressing his manhood
sucking into his soul
my tongue sliding lower
to capture him whole

It’s getting late darling
we still have some driving to do
he said now with a sigh
before lifting up my face
to kiss my now warm lips
gently removing his fingers
across my soft smooth hips

Bath time in Sorrento

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Bath time in Sorrento

Maria’s feet were tired
at 5 foot 10 inches heels were not everyday wear for her
particularly on previous visits to Rome
where the cobblestones played havoc with her ankles
however when walking aside her striking beau
standing inches above her
they made her feel comfortable
comfortable in the knowledge that she
was not too short for him
some may call her old fashioned
she referred to herself as traditional
With the bath run she could finally relax
turning the lights off

Antonio surprised her
as he lowered the scented candles above her bath
before finding her feet
with his strong, firm hands
the oil soothed her feet
as the young Italian slithered the liquid between her tired toes
her towel awaiting her
as was her bed
lowering her now on her bed
Antonio removed the towel
to soften her ankles with his tongue
to kiss her inner thighs
moaning ever so quietly as he proceeded
Maria opened the pink
gathering in his head
burying him in her hole
with his lips devouring her muscle
and his fingers upright and in
Antonio sucked on her swelling clit
releasing the sweet tasting cum
with her stomach moving up and down
as the spasms ignited her bum
in and out she pushed
until the final droplet escaped
leaving the young man leaning over her
satisfied he had opened her gate

Now clenching his tired manhood
fixing his eyes on Maria’s open cunt
as she parted the pink hole wide
beneath the hairy platform in front
Maria you are so beautiful
the young man briefly said
as he squirted upon the mound
on her pink then on the bed
collapsing by her side
the shooting stars had now subsided
they lay peacefully
side by side
in a moment
where their love collided

gardening

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He lay thinking of his day
of her
remembering her in the garden
pruning roses
of the short dress riding up her thighs
of her panties clinging to her butt
he remembered hugging her tightly
as her breasts pressed hard into his chest
toward evening he noticed her slit
sitting flush in her panties centre
as her dress lifted briefly in the breeze

The children were reading next door in the cabin
aside the warm fireplace
embers crackling before burning into the night
her cheekbones nestled into his neck
I just want to sleep
she whispered softly
he stirred
not wanting to to make noise with the children nearby
before reaching across to find her gorgeous breasts
I just want to sleep
she repeated

He lay back
before thoughts of her breasts
her cheekbones
her neckline
her panties
thighs
butt and eyes
overtook him
he captivated and held onto the image of her slit
the vision of her panties
riding high into her tunnel

Lowering his hand he kneaded out his cock
so long and rock hard
as if a steel bar had been inserted through his centre
opening his legs slightly
careful not to make a sound
he began thrusting back and forth
moving with heated pleasure
he had to let it out
he thrust his hand higher
up around his throbbing knob
it felt like a fire was burning through his veins
his torso was tight strong and firm
within moments her fingers massaged his balls
then wandered around his ass
he stroked even harder
along his massive pole
fingers strangling the length
as she gently massaged his hole

My cunts wet darling
she whispered in his ear
my cunt’s so wet darling
put it inside me dear
and with that he ripped her pants
further down her legs
before jumping high above her spread
then thrusting his heat inside
high inside her warmth
searching high within her walls
there it is
he said
as his pre-cum found her juice
wetting his burning passion
with his fire cutting loose
fuck you turn me on
she said
as he gushed and shot then moaned
squirting out his love for her
as if no one was home

You just needed a hole for your cock she said
softly in his ear
whispering I’ve missed you darling
for the children not to hear
before opening her legs even wider
to take him one more time
enjoying his extra length
as he came once more inside
then laying upon his back
drowning in her scent
he smiled as another day with her
was another day well spent

tonight

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Tonight I wanted to look beautiful for Jack
he was at a gathering of colleagues in town
I lay in the bath
slowly lathered my body in vanilla soap
and relaxed
in bed my candle played tricks in the dark
flickering in and out of view
my tiredness overtook me
asleep
the pretty pink camisole’s bottom pushed aside
stirring
I could feel Jack
rubbing against me
my slit lay exposed
exposed for him
my gorgeous man
half asleep I lowered two fingers for him
with my index and middle fingers
my hole opened wide
the pinkness of my snatch
for him to see
for him only
his rod
strong
hard
throbbing in the night
against a sweet candlelight
and me
I rolled over
awake enough to push up my taut breasts
to part my legs
and receive his juice
his tender load
from above my slit
encircling my clit
warm on my stomach
shooting over my breasts
my love
I love you so much
give me your touch
again
again
and again