The M Xperience x3
BEWARE!! The stories and poetry you read here are very erotic in nature. Read at your own risk. And don't blame me if you get a little hot under the collar. You can't say you weren't warned... You can find more poetry at http://www.themxperience.blogspot.com/ and my short stories at http://www.themxperienceshorts.blogspot.com/
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Forbidden...
Why is it the air seems
too thin to breathe
when you walk into my world?
Minding my own business
and suddenly you
are the only
business around.
You flash
that smile,
whisper things
that bring to mind
hot sweaty nights
and the feel of silk
sliding through my fingers.
You see me
blush
and think your words
make me go weak
in the knees.
You cant see the longing
In my sordid little heart
to push you against the wall
and bite into
that big juicy apple of seduction
you keep offering.
Would it shock you
to know
I want the feel of you
on my tongue?
to know I want you
hard
and heavy
sinking into me
fucking me on
the table
the desk
the floor, for all I care.
Just you
and me
and the slick
sticky feel of us
The sharp sting
of teeth
hands
lips
on bared skin
the taste of you
flooding my mouth
and the sounds of
silence and
sex
clogging up the air
that is suddenly too thick
too hot
too scarce
to breathe
Monday, February 20, 2012
The Poetry of Us..
Soft rain falls
outside windows
left open
to warm afternoon mists.
no power, no phones
just me
and you
reading books of poetry
to each other
in the half light.
A gentle breeze
blows against
my face
but its your kiss
at the small of my back
that makes me shiver.
I lose my place
in the book
when the heat of your
tongue brushes
against my spine
and all thoughts
of reading
slip my mind.
We push books
and clothing
aside
and find the poetry
of each other;
each verse
a sonnet
of desperate whispers
rhythms of
exquisite pleasure
every meter
measured in moans
and sighs
and the sound
of my name
on your lips...
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Valentine's Afternoon...
Wet warmth greeted me as I carded my way inside the room, a sweet relief from the chill outside. The open bathroom door allowed the steam to gather , coating mirrors and then my naked body, as I slid out of my full length coat. Leaving the ice bucket on the dresser and my red stilettos on the floor,my body flushed hot as I thought of joining you.
I stopped in the doorway of the bathroom, body frozen , heart racing as I watched you through the clear plastic curtain. One arm supporting your weight, you leaned against the shower wall. Clouded light silvered the water beading on your shoulders, dripping off your hair..running rivers down the column of your spine, accentuating every muscle, every peak and valley of your beautiful body.
Your free hand stroking lather onto your body, pausing to rub tightened muscles and the small bruises that no doubt bore the shape of my teeth. You smiled to yourself, and my breath caught in my throat. Forcing myself free from the door jamb, I stepped in behind you.
The chill of the cold afternoon must have still lingered on my skin; your nipples hardened under my fingers, as I pressed my breasts against your back. You moaned encouragement so I closed my eyes and allowed my hands to roam. My fingers slid in the soapy wetness, gliding across soft skin and rough patches of hair. Every ripple of muscle, every sigh and moan, committed to memory as I explored your body. I teased you, until you finally took my hand in your own, pushing it down the plain of your belly so I could wrap my fingers around your velvet hardness.
A sharp, intake of breath, and I was suddenly pressed up against the tile wall. Your mouth hard against mine; your teeth nibbling my bottom lip. The chill of the wall was in stark contrast to the heat rolling of your body. You lifted me up slightly, fingers digging into my thighs, and I wrapped my legs around your waist. I felt the head of your cock rubbing against my clit; I thought you would take me there, against the wall. Your lips left mine, to find that spot on my neck, and I could feel the pound of your heart against my breast. I threaded my fingers through your wet hair, felt the brush of your goatee , the graze of your teeth on my jaw, my collar bone, on my nipples.
You lifted your head, and looked into my eyes. You smiled at me, and the world stopped for a moment. My thumb traced that tiny scar on your face, where once I kissed the sting away. You whispered my name, and I leaned in to taste the words of love on your lips.
You pulled me tight against you as you carried me from the shower, and threw us both, sopping wet, onto the bed. The rumpled blankets stuck to damp skin, getting in the way, until you finally pushed them all onto the floor in impatience. I pulled your lips back to mine, as your hands took amazing liberties with the rest of me. Gentle when I needed it, rough when I wanted it, you remembered every spot on my body that heated to your touch.
You moved between my thighs, and looked down at me..at us. You watched as your cock slid into me. Your grey eyes heated into quicksilver, and you claimed my lips again. With my thighs wrapped around you, you slammed into me with perfectly vicious strokes. My body welcomed you home with slick heat, my hips rising to meet every wicked thrust.My nails raked across your back; my teeth bit into your shoulder as you drove us into ecstasy. You pulled back gently as my body tensed, our eyes locked together as I came. Your name spilled from my lips, mingling with your whispers as you came, too, just a moment later. Perfect, unplanned timing...
I dont know how long we lay there... bodies meshed together, whispering, laughing...before we remembered the shower was still on. You got up to turn off the water, and I straightened up the bed. We turned the heat up in the room, and talked away the rest of the afternoon, wrapped in damp sheets... and each other...
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Phone Call...
Your voice
drives the butterflies
into a frenzy
bouncing off the walls
of a plunging stomach
excitement
tension
anticipation
like the first step off a cliff
with no tether.
words
spoken in rough whispers
dripping sex
need
want
my heart melts
into shivering puddles
of sin
heat under my skin
reminding me of
lost hours
Spent naked
in the warmth
of your arms
reveling in
the softest touch
of your tongue
to mine...
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
After
I want to be with you
Somewhere warm ...
somewhere quiet
Windows open
to thunder and rain.
Naked in your arms.
Sheets damp
twisted
blankets shoved to the floor
Our bodies exhausted
My lips
tingling from your kisses.
My thighs
aching and sore
My body
so tight against yours,
not even a breath
could pass between us ....
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Stolen Time...
come slide with me
down into this place
this deep
dark
cavern
where time can't reach
and the sound
of our whispers
echos
echos
echos
off the walls
fills the space
and your breath
on my skin
is everything.
down into this place
this deep
dark
cavern
where time can't reach
and the sound
of our whispers
echos
echos
echos
off the walls
fills the space
and your breath
on my skin
is everything.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
perfect kiss...
I didnt think you would come, and yet there you were just outside my door. The rain fell softly ,muting sounds, creating a hazy shield of privacy we took every advantage of. The world was awash in verdant greens and browns- the spice of earth and newness in the air. But it was your storm colored eyes that held me in thrall, and it was the scent of your skin that would linger on me, long after you'd gone.
I stood there with you in the autumn wetness, the comfort of your arms surrounded me, your forehead against mine. Whispers of love and apology dripped into my ears. With clothes plastered to our skin, rain and tears mingling on our faces, we held each other like time would never end.
Hesitantly, almost teasing, your lips found mine. First, just the barest touch. I felt your body relax into mine; then your slow sigh. My hand slid to the nape of your neck, fingers threaded through damp hair. A moment's pause, a roll of distant thunder, and then the slightest tickle of your mustache as your lips pressed into mine. Just sweet, warm pressure and your hands on the small of my back. Neither of us moving, the rain still misting around us.
My hands drifted down your back, tried to tug your sodden shirt out of your jeans. I needed to feel your skin under my fingers, but I couldnt pull it free. I moaned in frustration, and you stepped back from me, removing it altogether. Your eyes, the color of the skies around us, caught mine and my heart tripped. You pulled me back into your arms, and when I would resist, you whispered my name, that name , and I melted against you.
You cupped the back of my neck, captured my lips with yours, and the fire we'd been playing with surged into an inferno. My fingers dug into your bare shoulders and the gentle nips of your teeth on my bottom lip threatened to undo my tenuous hold on sanity. Tongue tangled with tongue, your hands gripping my hips, the hard length of you rubbing in all the right places. Gentle nibbles lead to hard caresses. Your teeth on my neck... my shoulder... my ear... and back to the lips that were begging for yours, moaning your name.
Your hands roamed the wet contours of my body. The rain left my tank top nearly see through, and my hard nipples were on display. As your thumbs brushed against one, as your teeth teased the other, my moans as load as the occasional rumble of thunder. I didn't care where we were, I just wanted you, I wanted that kiss, and I wanted to never let you go.
A sharp burst of thunder, and the flames that were starting to spiral out of control cooled in the sudden downpour. You pulled me into the shelter of an overhang, and I rested my head on your shoulder. We held each other, and listened while the storm raged around us. The clock inside chimed, reminding us both that time had slipped away, and you needed to go. Another apology, and a promise to be back soon. I reached up to brush the damp hair from your face, and you kissed the inside of my wrist. You whispered your love against my lips as you kissed me goodbye, and I watched you get into the Jeep and drive away.
As I turned to go inside, I noticed the rain had finally stopped.
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