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Erotic Arts And Letters


Zerreit

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(An original letter, of course)

 

 

Lover,

 

I desire for you from all these miles.

 

I long to lay myself naked beside your warmth and run my slender fingers through your sexy chest. In the darkness, I want to undress you and liberate you of any worries. I want to cup you in my palms and let you feel the warmth of soft, wet, carpet of tongue. I want to rub my soft skin against yours and electrify your senses with my scent.

 

How I wish you could reach out and touch my deepest sensuality like you expertly do, and feel the gush of excitement and anticipation, awaiting the stiffness of what will come between my long silky legs which I part wide for you.

 

I lay down at night in the coldness of solitude and I dream of your lips enveloping my tit, as your tongue playfully roll against it. I yearn for your warmth on top of me, as I am crushed under your broad shoulders and hunk-of-a-body, with my sweat mixing with yours.

 

I close my eyes and take a sharp breath in as I recall how you would pronounce your dominance over my stubbornness and push the whole length of your erect d*ck through my warm p*ssy you call home, and f*ck me like I should be f*cked. Honorably. Completely. Holding nothing back.

 

I touch myself as I recall how you would heighten my pleasure by l*cking my cl*t and inserting your fingers until you feel me throb with ecstasy...

 

I want your cum inside me. I feel no shame feeling it drip from me, and in fact would love to squeeze every drop from you, greedily, selfishly. You once said that you were glad I knew what was mine... Every drop, baby...

 

Lover, I want you. You know that.

 

Miles mean nothing to us. Neither do cost. And so you will have me soon.

 

 

 

- C

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sweating,

hard

and trembling

 

feeling

the snakey tongue

slithering

 

around

my throbbing

pound

 

of flesh...

yes, make a mess

...........................

...........................

 

there

and there

.............

 

i see stars

and rainbow

sweet music

all's aglow

 

come let me

see your face

before i pass out

into space.........

.......................

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Sweet Night Of Passion

 

Walk with me to sneak away like pair

of thief run into sweet zeal of the night,

 

And while everyone else sleep

so deeply into their dream,

 

See the night cloud raging over the sky

 

And along with pale blue light form

moon have full this dark night with light,

 

Feel the Sweet night of The Passion drawing us so closer

 

To other glaze eyes,

 

I longing for you to touch me the way

this sweet night of passion have to me so engagingly,

 

So deeply,

 

This is the night I will release my

sexual desire to you..

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sige, sungkal

bawat dangkal

ibulatlat

lahat lahat

 

kalimutan ang kaalaman

sundin ang iyong laman

 

nakakalimot

kinukurot

dinudutdot

ng haliparot

 

naghuhumindig

isinubo ng nakatindig

mga matang pumipikit

kamay napapakapit

 

tuhod na nanginginig

bumibilis na pintig...

 

hiyaw ng hiyaw

di naman umaayaw

mga kukong bumabaon

habang binabayo ng kanyon

 

mga gunitang saykedelik

nagliliyab na mga halik

pagsagad

ng hinahangad

agad-agad

bumabaliktad

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..She lies,

Her face turned from you

The boldness of skin

Against fragile white lace webs.

Your eyes caress her endless expanse of skin,

But she will not stir,

She will not turn to you,

She will not let you into her world.

For her, you do not exist.

She is alone

Alone in her own universe,

Alone on her calado cloud.

Later, without as much as a glance,

She will rise and leave this room

The delicate lace pattern

Tattooed on her back.

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When I Wake Up this Morning

 

My sleepy eyes journeyed

around your disheveled room

 

frames and loosened curtains

dangling in awkward position

 

smell of spilled wine

lingering on the cushion

 

crumpled underwear still tucked

beneath the Chinese lampshade

 

this morning on your bed

our warm bodies left an indelible mark

 

on ruffled white linen

still fresh of our virginal encounter…

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Thoughts of you fill my mind with so much desire that I could barely contain it.

 

I remember the first time I felt the warmth of your body next to mine; how you walked towards me, gently pressing your lips against mine. Our lips part slow, as our tongues intertwine and tease each other. I can still feel the heat between us that flows deep, how we can barely hide our craving for each other's bodies.

 

I love the the way you cupped my breasts, kissing them, sucking my nipples, gently teasing me like a little child. Thinking about how you explored every crease of my body with your taste buds still sends shivers down my spine. You were gentle when I asked you to be gentle. I can sense the fortress that you built around you and yet you never held anything back just to take me to peaks of ecstasy. I love the way you look into my eyes, telling me how pretty I am, and honestly, I can feel the lust flowing between us, increasing in its intensity.

 

I had apprehensions when you went down but feeling your lips and tongue play with the most sensitive part of the flesh between my thighs caused waves of pleasures through my entire being. I remember your hardness entering me for the very first time. We rocked slowly, tenderly while locked in a tight embrace, my legs tightly wrapped around you, every thrust bringing us closer to heights of pleasure.

 

I long to make you feel good all over. I long to kiss and lick your ears, your nape, shoulders and back the way you like it, the way it drives you crazy.

 

I yearn for our bodies to explode in a fury of orgasmic delight once again. I want to see you catch your breath, close your eyes and lay your head next to mine. I want to kiss you tenderly, softly as our hot bodies melt together.

 

At that moment in time, you are mine as I am yours.

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On The Kiss by Klimt

 

No doubt he’s given up on the idea: the perfect time, place, kiss. No wonder his robe’s aglow like a moment before a blowup, kindling her dress swollen with florid circles, diffusing glitters on the walls that used to be stained only by day & night & longing.

 

No doubt she’s caught unawares. No wonder her right hand’s too frail against the tension of his neck, of his wreathed head like she sees in her dreams, her left hand too slow, too hesitant to place itself on one of the dark patches of his robe & leave it there to burn.

 

No use for the rest of the bed. Leave the flowers be. Leave what other patterns, shapes, colors, nuances, scents stuck in shoulders, violets in tresses, smoldering laces hanging over bare frozen feet—leave what other complexities, distractions other than her lips, be.

 

No use for comfort. No room for other positions than the one closest to that of prayer, to that of supplication to be with the other soonest, to be finally entwined in the other’s fever, to be right at that moment of waking, just somewhere right before giving in...

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si ayang kaaya aya

huwebes nakita ko sya

 

umikot ang paningin

naglaglagan mga bituin

 

kalamnan ko'y namulupot

at laway ay lumapot

 

sa saliw ng tugtugin

at mga kalembang

ang boses ng dj

na pumapalempang

 

humagkis ang bewang

at gumiling na nga po

di ako makatayo

napako sa pagkaupo

 

at nasilaw sa ilaw

nang lumapit pa siya

ramdam ko ang uhaw

sa lapit ng dibdib niya

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