This page will now be the forum for all those burgeoning creative writers to express themselves in art, poetry, song, narratives etc.... So ladies, put pen to paper, thoughts to words and tongue wagging into,... well, hold that thought...
UNTITLED…BY NIDHAMU (sapphomambo) I was looking forward To a quiet evening When you called And I knew I would be Tasting you tonight It's been a month of Convincing self That sex is played out And celibacy is the new religion But you stepped out of a Sweetsmelling bubble bath Body glistening and wet And I drank in your Perfumed scent My arms went around your waist And my tongue flickered in reflex My memory of how you taste Remains impeccable You lay on the couch Sweethoneybrownchocolatemolasses Is what came to mind on seeing Your wide open legs inviting Me to see To take a peak At what I've been missing (oohhhweee baby!) my tongue flickered involuntarily and I knew i'd have to taste you I wanted to inhale you I wanted your nipples to fill my mouth I wanted to swallow your tongue And taste your every essence But I also didn't want you Feeling like it's only about fuck-in (so I brought you twelve red roses) but I wanted to fcuk you so hard that my name is all you ever remembered you put your tongue in my mouth you let your fingers slide down my ass you touched and felt.. and felt me get wet your smile triumphant let me know you knew exactly the effect your nakedness had on me my tongue flickered involuntarily and I new I'd have to taste you I wanted to fill your every crevice The space between your neck and ear Your collarbone Your nipples that speak hard And sound soft My mouth covered your breasts In silent ecstasy And I could hear your Not so silent moan of pleasure But dear god I have to taste you
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