Tag: poetry

Dec 23 2017

‘Twas the Night Before Christmas

(With Apologies to Clement Clarke Moore) Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house, not a sex toy was stirring; we were still making out. The harness was hung by the chimney with care, in hopes that with dildo, it would soon pair. The dildos were nestled all nice in their drawer, in …

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Jan 30 2016

A Little More

You ask for the larger one. As I slip the harness on you shyly ask if perhaps… I could fuck you with our biggest toy. I raise my eyebrows at your request. That toy can be fickle. It has delivered pleasure like no other… and also a little pain. If that’s what you want… That’s …

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Mar 07 2014

The Tryst

beneath my closed eyelids…I remember I remember how we just stared at each other for a time when we first met much had already passed between us we’d shared so many of our deeper layers that all we did was look at each other and smile   I remember the look on your face when …

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Mar 25 2013

First Time

  naked touch skin against skin smooth and hairy soft and hard lips touching lips   i hold you in thrall with my tongue sinuous and swirling touching places hot and hidden   sounds you make confirming your thrills as surely as your heavy happy cock   © Ruby Ryder (My 500th post…!)  

Mar 07 2013


  I feel closer to a man after I’ve pegged him. I feel honored with the openness he allows me to see. It takes a strong, confident man to allow vulnerability and role reversal. His vulnerability is a gift. I never see him as weak. I don’t lose respect for him. In fact, I respect …

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Nov 23 2012

Thrusting & Throbbing

  I feel you throb in my hand as I claim my space inside you I am in so deep that it’s like I come out the end of your cock.   ♥Ruby Ryder♥  

Oct 30 2012


  laying on the bed waiting wanting willing the bathroom light illuminates her shape as she returns i catch a glimpse of her profile erect erotic endowed i can feel the pulse of my anticipation …everywhere   © ♥Ruby Ryder♥    

Oct 20 2012

The Kiss

  the earthquake inside will not be stilled my chin in her hand the kiss oh god the kiss perfect meeting of lips and tongues promising an 8.0 Richter scale hinting at more than I can imagine hers just….hers.   ©Ruby Ryder  

Oct 04 2012

Black and White

  I was confused she had me hard, and she knew it at the edge of her words I lingered in any position she desired as deep as it would go digging for the bliss her words surprised me “It’s not all black and white, you know…”   ♥Ruby Ryder♥  

Oct 02 2012

The Pink…

  just aim for the pink, baby that raw place of pleasure that rubs your insides the most private places just the way you like…   ♥Ruby Ryder♥

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