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…!)
Posts Tagged ‘poetry’
First Time
Monday, March 25th, 2013Afterwards…
Thursday, March 7th, 2013I 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 [...]
Thrusting & Throbbing
Friday, November 23rd, 2012I 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♥
The Kiss
Saturday, October 20th, 2012the 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
Black and White
Thursday, October 4th, 2012I 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♥
The Pink…
Tuesday, October 2nd, 2012just 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♥
A Creative “No Thanks”
Friday, September 28th, 2012(With Apologies to the Doctor) I do not like dicks here or there. I do not like them anywhere. I do not like it Sam, I am. I do not like things in my can. I do not like them made of glass. I do not want them up my ass. I [...]
Before and After
Thursday, August 30th, 2012i want to see her “after” look. overdone hair comes down in loose tendrils around her face, curls with sweat flush in her cheeks from the heat that is…everywhere her tool glistens with grease eyes glint with passion slow smile lets her lips tells a story of sliding and sweat and salacious joinings [...]
Oh!
Wednesday, July 4th, 2012you touch me in ways I couldn’t imagine… deep and loving, your voice was embers of passion glow waiting for a soft Oh! for the breath of that sound to fan into flames our hunger for each other burning hot straining, sweaty, driving hard a spirited quest for satisfaction brings elation… [...]
