Erotic Fantasy


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Last night’s erotic fantasy you were the star.

Picture an evening among friends.

Good times, plenty of cheers.

The night is young when you suggest we ride out.

Back at the ranch we pause for a moment.

You lean in for a kiss under the moonlight.

Ravishing my body and exposing my breast.

The lion-heart in you devours my nipple.

The gentlemen in you neatly tidies my blouse.

Come inside you say.

I take you up on a nightcap.

Let’s listen to good music and enjoy each other’s company.

Get comfortable.

Taking off your shirt to reveal your chest.

Get closer.

A kiss on the lips before I travel lower and lower.

You can’t wait to undress me, so I oblige.

Leaving me with only secrets to cover my body.

I won’t stop until I taste this happy ending.

That was round one.

I rest my head against your hunky shoulder.

We lay relaxing while I finger the hairs on your chiseled chest.

Gazing out along the coastline at a brilliant moon.

Insatiable fires erupting inside you thrust your body now riddled by sudden bursts.

So titillated I tease your manhood which lightly wets my fingertips.

It arouses me to see you this vulnerable and raw.

Can I taste it again I say?

Next picture yourself getting more aggressive with each deep stroke.

Round two ends as rough and vigorous passion grips you.

Both of us on the verge of reaching a full climax.

Vaguely dazed.

Savoring the high.

Reaching for me, pulling me into your rugged arms.

Straddling you, kissing you.

Suddenly hoisting me up and carrying me to the bed.

Imagine removing my panties then tasting me like I tasted you.

Now I lay subtly smothered by the weight of your towering physique.

You feel so good is what you whisper.

Then you turn me over and lean deep into the small of my back.

Envision us in the final round of an erotic fantasy.

Fondling the curves of my silhouette in the darkness.

Admiring every detail on my delicate frame.

Holding me tight as we drift off.

Unbridled desire abruptly summons you from sleeping.

With a burning need to consummate your lust.

After only penetrating me rest finds you again.

I welcome you in and there you’ll remain.

As unexpectedly as you awoke, deep sleep greets you once more.


I love…

Love loving love.Love and Lust
Loving to love inside of being loved.
I love that man.
This is a love.
Face familiar and sweet, captivating.
Gentle to his hand.
Open to his lust.
“You love me don’t you?”
Inside myself he lays,
As we lay together inside the other.
Passion ours.
What is it that love loves?
Peaceful tears, maybe.
Innocence unleashed.
Sex, after lust, before love.
He is inside of me.
They are surrounded by us.
Deepest in my heart of hearts.