Dark Kent's Prose/ Poetry Photobooth Phenomenon

Smoothly sliding between my lips
Your taste is intoxicating
Savoring you in my mouth
The way you melt just for me
Your essence coating my tongue
Sliding down my throat, divine
Satisfaction close at hand
I yearn for you alone
Dark Chocolate

I completely missed this one earlier. LOVE it!
 
My first attempt was rejected by Lit three times. I didn't know a noun from a verb. Paragraph, what the hells a paragraph?

Jump on in, the water's fine :D

Which is why i created this thread. Post it here. Somebody is bound to love it.
 
I can't describe the initial moment
When i plugged into you
And sparks flew all over the room..
Scalding everyone within view
Of us..cause I certainly caused
A HUGE fuss..cause..
Well...you..
Are the belle of the ball.
And your beauty translated smoothly
Into wet walls lying on a soft bed..
As the folds of your lips..
Swallowed the tip of my head..
And welcomed me in....
And then added your juice..
And then weeped and climbed walls,
When i let your "Slut" loose.

But it started just because you
Were radiant there...the sun shone in
Your hair..
And you stood without care..
Flanked by others, but you waited..
And didn't know it was me,
But your eyes heard my call..
And answered submissively.
And later that night when your panties went rip..
And your face was down deep on that silken bed slip..
I went deep for a dip, and I dug in for a dive..
Between silken thighs..as my fury did rise..
And your eyes heard my cries..
And yours shown with great care..
As my fingers weaved patterns as I gripped
Your soft hair..
And no one else was there..
As the room was still full.
You went more than 8 seconds...
Trying to tame this angry bull...
And...

It was your fault. You took what i gave.
Saved nothing for later..
I was lost in your gaze..
Your gates opened wide..and your rain reigned down..
And we ruined your elegant evening gown.

And so, wrapped in my coat,
I covered you whole..
Took you, my beauty,
Back to my abode..
 
If you all fill it up, I won't have to bore people with my constant posts! :D

Ooooh, we should make a rule ... you aren't allowed to criticize your own work unless you make it rhyme. And sing it. Naked. Yeah, that should be a rule. *nods*
 
Babygirl ...
Whispered, my entire body responds, my skin tingling from head to toe. I immediately feel the desire to please you, to tease and taste you in all of your favorite ways.

Babygirl ...
Said in that tone you get when I've been bad, it can crush my soul and also excite me, shame me and fill me with desire as I anticipate my punishment.

Babygirl ...
Spoken with pride, it fills me with a sense of joy and peace I've not experienced before.

Babygirl ...
Moaned as you begin to lose your fight for control, it makes me feel treasured, desired, sexy, and loved.

Ahh, fuck, Babygirl ...
Growled against my ear, you pulling my hair, as you fully claim what is yours ... that's my favorite. When you growl it, I don't hear "Babygirl." I hear "my Babygirl". And my soul whispers, "Yes, Sir. Always."
 
When i plugged into you
And sparks flew all over the room..


Love, love, love this line!
 
You and I need to collaborate on something my friend. Your talent and my bullshit could make the world swoon. I could be the Cyrano de Bergerac to your Christian de Neuvillette.
 
Babygirl ...
Whispered, my entire body responds, my skin tingling from head to toe. I immediately feel the desire to please you, to tease and taste you in all of your favorite ways.

Babygirl ...
Said in that tone you get when I've been bad, it can crush my soul and also excite me, shame me and fill me with desire as I anticipate my punishment.

Babygirl ...
Spoken with pride, it fills me with a sense of joy and peace I've not experienced before.

Babygirl ...
Moaned as you begin to lose your fight for control, it makes me feel treasured, desired, sexy, and loved.

Ahh, fuck, Babygirl ...
Growled against my ear, you pulling my hair, as you fully claim what is yours ... that's my favorite. When you growl it, I don't hear "Babygirl." I hear "my Babygirl". And my soul whispers, "Yes, Sir. Always."
Love this!!
 
Yours
by JorjaRayne*

Drawn to you,
I could not look away

Hearing you voice,
My knees nearly gave way

Craving immersion in your decadence
Aware you will slay my every sense.

I want your full, soft mouth
Against my flesh as you head south

To be trembling and writhing
Your name out loud I'm crying

Fingers plunging where tongue invaded
For orgasmic completion, I'm no longer jaded

Sink deeply into my feminine abyss
Bite my bottom lip as we kiss

Push and will your soul into me
As I arch and buck against you wildly

Tame me with your deliberate thrusts
Feel my pussy welling with liquid lust

Hold me down by gripped wrists
Pussy clenching like a tight, wet fist

Moaning, screaming your name-- crying
Feeling so consumed, I'm nearly dying.

Pumping me full with your molten seed
Fulfilling more than a physical need

Collapse against me, still inside
Breathless, panting from our delicious ride

Lie with me, your fingers and my long hair entwined
Draw me closer still, and declare, "You are MINE."
 
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