Sunday, 30 December 2007
08:06:42 PM (GMT)
here are some totally made up XXX drabbles...(I only write x rated so deal with
i quit writing fic awhile ago...but i love to write now and then..and id love if you
would tell me if i have talent witch i dont think i do...really..
straddling my hips he crushes his hot hard erection into my own, me ..grabbing his
hips to hold it there longer ....forever...
my blood is hot in my veins as heated moan escapes him and a twitch of cock brings
him cuming ,he falls forward and pants warmth into my ear, lips a swollen from
playful kisses, he reaches up thrusting fingers into my lips, "suck..." he moans
griding fadeing hardness into me, it takes no less..i explode..hot , juices mix , a
thousand sounds, over and over.. his name...
, he sits up and smirks ,eyes lazy ,eyelashes flutter....me whispering ..
"i want..i want..." trancing the soft skin of his stomach with our warm
seed....."your aking me sticky you git" ..a giggle... "bitch" i whisper pushing him
off me and taking my place on top...my turn...
he kisses the tatse of grape into my mouth,biteing a full,juicey pod against my lips
and entering,feeding....i swallow and beg for another, his eyes focusing right into
mine,he sucks..my breath racing ,my heart pumping, he brings sticky honey dipped
fingers to my lips and teases with sweet,, i taste and he watches ..searching bright
eyes, a curious face...
i look down at the picnic blanket and all the sweet yummy puddings ...next..
were always together beccause..well...we always were- and im by your side and ill
hold your hand if you want,or we can lookout for eachother if thats all you want, but
OH! i want more, you dont no howmuch i need..need so bad..you...you impossible idiot
when you sleep i am counting your eyelashes , you step from the shower
,wet..dripping..and i watch when you just dont see ..soft..skin.....wet... tshirt
clinging ... you smile and say youll be ready in awhile...
i wish you where ready for me.
[[sometimes i write without thinking..words just pop up and i arite..no sense...like
poetry kinda...but silly...]]
he drowns in thoughts of pictures,like photograph boxes , knotted in silk of shades,
delicate figers make delicate bows, then the heat gets tomuch and the smile of one
beautiful boy drives madness and blood and wanting, i need so great, mine and always,
ill steal that moon for you, glitter in your eyes...
ill be editing this soon...come back to read it again.......!
Last edited: 30 December 2007