Tag Archives: erotic

Distraction

Distraction

You disrupt me
Corrupt me
Come closer to me and say my name

Tip the balance of my desire

So I can’t hide it anymore

Let me lean against you
And feel muscles tired and sore
Your hands taking still more

Pain and pleasure mingling
Into bliss

And your kiss,
Shattering my soul

Be my distraction
Gaining traction
In my mind and dreams

Until it seems

Reality is just the figment
And the imaginary becomes real

In you

Bind me to your bed,
Bind me in my mind
Blind me to your ways and
Show me what it is to be

Kind

Thrill me
As you do what you will with me,
Take me with only your voice
You give me no choice
As you slip inside

And wax

Rhapsodic
Your eyes glittering in the candlelight
As the flame trickles down my body
And leaves patterns on my flesh

That I will secret away for days

Your ways
Will never become routine
But for now
In this scene
Make me scream your Name

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Doncha

Some of you boys think you have it so rough,

Doncha?

Being attracted to women you just don’t understand

Her make up,
What makes her tick
When you tock

You say to me “you’re a lesbian
– tell me
– explain to me
Share your lesbionic wisdom and prowess

Then you say, “I’m a lesbian in a man’s body, I’ll understand.”
.
.
.

No,

There is no such thing as a lesbian in a man’s body,
And I’ll tell you why.

No matter how many manly tears you shed,
No matter how many sunsets,
Back rubs that don’t lead to sex
Flowers,
Or walks holding hands,

You will never know

When you wrap your hot lips around the peak of her breast,
Nibble and suck
Listening to her moan

You will never know

When you go down on her,
Take her inside your mouth
Lapping
Parting her folds,
Caressing her flesh

Tasting her essence,

You – will – never – know

what it’s like to have that same unfathomable,

unpredictable,

ungovernable feeling you elicit in her,

inside of you.

© Fox Smoulder

Chaste

I don’t kiss

Chaste

I’ve been chased for a kiss and kissed in a peck

But my kisses

Are never-

Chaste

Because it’s not really a kiss,

If you can’t taste,

The person you’re holding to you

as your lips form and give,

parting as tongues plunder,

stealing the air from the other and

just hold tight and moan in short breaths,

Sharing light caresses

Until lips meet again for another.

Never waste

The chance to let go and explore another’s soul

Because a kiss can be nothing at all,

Or the whole truth of who a person is,

But how would you ever know?

If you kiss

Chaste?

Tangled in the Sheets (NSFW)

 Photo credit: Allison Broeren
Photo credit: Allison Broeren

The fastest way into a woman’s pants is to get into the space between her ears,

The fastest way into a man’s pants is to get into the space between him and his pants.

The fastest way into a Drag King’s pants? See above…

“What’s that lump boy?” You ask, “There in your pants? Is it happy to see me? Is it not

biological

perchance?

Is it a cotton tube sock,

bandannas or even

‘real-skin’ perhaps?”

– The shape of the flesh thrills me less than the strut across the stage, the smile in the aisle, the lip-synched rage.

I’ll be who you desire,

engender

any gender

you require.

I see you are strong – nice hands – quite a grip,

Can we tip

the velvet?

Or trip

Over the gender lines that define what we should want and what we do,

Fall into lips, crushing hard enough to bruise

What’s under there?

Silk?

Or cotton men’s underwear?

Can we shed our trappings?

Can we shuck ourselves of the husks of  coded wrappings?

Can we be two people held against the other’s flesh by strong hands?

Filled

With desire

Instead of confined in the gendered mire.

Fucking, instead of fucked up

Over who’s on first and what’s on second

Thrust inside of you as you thrust inside of me.

Begging the other for release,

Trembling, taking in your moans and whimpers

I echo them amplified, increased…

With my lips between your hips

Human bonds tether us together,

Laws

Human and physics don’t apply

To each and every buck,

grind

and sigh

When you’re riding my thigh

– I just want you as you are

who you are

Ask it of me

and I will comply.