Moochie’s Mementos (and a pic or two)

[Dubinsky]

Ive written a few poems about what my orgasms feel like... I like to hear what other people’s feels like to them too... it’s a look into something so personal, an experience so unique to each of us.

Tension. Absolute breathtaking tension. Then sudden relief, and with the satisfaction of the relief come all the other physiological feelings as well, plus the sense of connection: it’s difficult to have a proper orgasm without sharing it with someone I care about.

I have no gift for poetry. If I did, I’d try to make that sound better.

 

[barefootgirl69]

I love this, Moochie!

 

[TANSTAAFL58]

Metal? (nice tie)

Needs a song list

Karada in the Dark

Monkey Fist to the Heart

Take a Bight out of Love

Midnight Star (harness)

Three Coin Knots in the fountain...

I'd listen to it naked.

Except for my headphones

I love this, Moochie!

^^What BFG said

 

[Todger65]

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2119449&stc=1&d=1622808592

Just love this.

I’m going to show my lack of knowledge over self ties, but how on earth do you manage to get the back so neat and tight?

 

[Moochienanu]

I'd listen to it naked.

The way Mother Nature intended.

Fabulous rope tying. Love the use of different colors. Well done.

Thank you. It’s rainbow rope in a soft bamboo silk. I really like this particular rope for its sensuousness.

I love this, Moochie!

Thanks, bfg! It’s fun to do a bit of imagination editing.

Metal? (nice tie)

Needs a song list

Karada in the Dark

Monkey Fist to the Heart

Take a Bight out of Love

Midnight Star (harness)

Three Coin Knots in the fountain...



Except for my headphones



^^What BFG said

Good point! Song lists! I love yours, btw.

- All tied up (title track)
- That knotty night
- Don’t leave me suspended
- Caught in your bind (and I love it)
- Head over futo
- Never settle for one bight
- Saved by a self-tie
- A fist full of rope

I could probably go on, but should I?

Just love this.

I’m going to show my lack of knowledge over self ties, but how on earth do you manage to get the back so neat and tight?

Thanks, Todger. As far as the back of my ties (and in particular, this one), I only give them attention if I’m going to be taking a picture of them, if I am going to lay on them (I want them neat, flat, and tight), or if I am going to be in a tie for a while. Otherwise, if it’s something simple or quick, I will only semi- pay attention to how the back will look. Many of the ties I do are from my imagination. I like symmetry, so try to get that in the front and back of ties. I offer the advice to beginners of doing harnesses that you don’t want to do much behind your back until you’re comfortable doing it in front.

 

[Moochienanu]

This Time

Last time they were together
His soft caress,
lingering fingers
Danced across her frame
And curves,
Like lightning bolts
Igniting a stormy sky.

This time they are together
As her kiss on his neck,
Collar bone
Leaving scorch-marks
For him to feel for days,
Like a brand only they know -
Connecting them.

Next time they will be together
And each embrace,
Every moment,
Will be felt for an eternity
Because this is their time
And nothing else compares,
To the magical space
That he and she share.

 

[Inspirinious]

This Time

Last time they were together
His soft caress,
lingering fingers
Danced across her frame
And curves,
Like lightning bolts
Igniting a stormy sky.

This time they are together
As her kiss on his neck,
Collar bone
Leaving scorch-marks
For him to feel for days,
Like a brand only they know -
Connecting them.

Next time they will be together
And each embrace,
Every moment,
Will be felt for an eternity
Because this is their time
And nothing else compares,
To the magical space
That he and she share.

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What sensual visions and feelings I experience
when I read your poems and view your images.
Such wonderful creations.

 

[Todger65]

This Time

Last time they were together
His soft caress,
lingering fingers
Danced across her frame
And curves,
Like lightning bolts
Igniting a stormy sky.

This time they are together
As her kiss on his neck,
Collar bone
Leaving scorch-marks
For him to feel for days,
Like a brand only they know -
Connecting them.

Next time they will be together
And each embrace,
Every moment,
Will be felt for an eternity
Because this is their time
And nothing else compares,
To the magical space
That he and she share.

https://forum.literotica.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=2119528&stc=1&d=1622923090

I like the words, and judging by your lovely smile, I would think you have just had ‘this time’.

 

[Moochienanu]

The Meadow

You take me there
With our words
Feel of a kiss
Pressing touch
The top of my thigh
Back of my neck
Small pieces come together
Lifting up
Falling into place
A breeze in my hair
Brushing petals on my legs
Squeeze of hands in yours
Need for you on my lips
Spoken in sounds without words
Subtle sun peeks through trees
Finding the lids of closed eyes
The breathless whisper
Of our words
Find us there
Together
Half awake
Where dreams and reality
Find themselves
Melded
Contorted into pretzels
Unknown where one ends
Or the other starts

 

[Inspirinious]

The Meadow

You take me there
With our words
Feel of a kiss
Pressing touch
The top of my thigh
Back of my neck
Small pieces come together
Lifting up
Falling into place
A breeze in my hair
Brushing petals on my legs
Squeeze of hands in yours
Need for you on my lips
Spoken in sounds without words
Subtle sun peeks through trees
Finding the lids of closed eyes
The breathless whisper
Of our words
Find us there
Together
Half awake
Where dreams and reality
Find themselves
Melded
Contorted into pretzels
Unknown where one ends
Or the other starts


Beautiful.

For me, there is a bit of a mismatch between the words and the pic.
In my mind's eye, the words imply a lot of sensual touching of bare flesh.
You are way overdressed in that pic, however nice the photo is.

 

[Moochienanu]

Into the closet for a break from reality.

 

[TANSTAAFL58]

Into the closet for a break from reality.

Reality is overrated. Nice. That's definitely your key (the song suits your voice).

 

[TANSTAAFL58]

The Meadow

You take me there
With our words
Feel of a kiss
Pressing touch
The top of my thigh
Back of my neck
Small pieces come together
Lifting up
Falling into place
A breeze in my hair
Brushing petals on my legs
Squeeze of hands in yours
Need for you on my lips
Spoken in sounds without words
Subtle sun peeks through trees
Finding the lids of closed eyes
The breathless whisper
Of our words
Find us there
Together
Half awake
Where dreams and reality
Find themselves
Melded
Contorted into pretzels
Unknown where one ends
Or the other starts

The Meadow

You take me there
With our words
Feel of a kiss
Pressing touch
The top of my thigh
Back of my neck
Small pieces come together
Lifting up
Falling into place
A breeze in my hair
Brushing petals on my legs
Squeeze of hands in yours
Need for you on my lips
Spoken in sounds without words
Subtle sun peeks through trees
Finding the lids of closed eyes
The breathless whisper
Of our words
Find us there
Together
Half awake
Where dreams and reality
Find themselves
Melded
Contorted into pretzels
Unknown where one ends
Or the other starts


Beautiful.

For me, there is a bit of a mismatch between the words and the pic.
In my mind's eye, the words imply a lot of sensual touching of bare flesh.
You are way overdressed in that pic, however nice the photo is.

Huh. That's funny: the mental image I got before I opened the pic was more fully dressed with a subtle message of sensuality. It works either way.

 

[Moochienanu]

What sensual visions and feelings I experience
when I read your poems and view your images.
Such wonderful creations.

I’m happy to provide those feelings. Glad you enjoy.

I like the words, and judging by your lovely smile, I would think you have just had ‘this time’.

I wish I just had, Todger. So much.

 

[Moochienanu]

Beautiful.

For me, there is a bit of a mismatch between the words and the pic.
In my mind's eye, the words imply a lot of sensual touching of bare flesh.
You are way overdressed in that pic, however nice the photo is.

Huh. That's funny: the mental image I got before I opened the pic was more fully dressed with a subtle message of sensuality. It works either way.

I like that either fits, that this is a poem written one way in my mind, and then interpreted probably countless ways by the readers.

Odd thing, poetry.

Thank you both for sharing your thoughts on this piece.

 

[Moochienanu]

Reality is overrated. Nice. That's definitely your key (the song suits your voice).

Thank you, TAN. Yes, reality is absolutely overrated.

 

[Inspirinious]

Into the closet for a break from reality.

Fabulous musical video! Great voice, great lyrics, and a tease as well.

You spoil us into wanting more and more.

 

[Massive Grooves]

Into the closet for a break from reality.

I enjoyed this

 

[Shyguy1369]

Into the closet for a break from reality.

I realize I am probably still blocked, but I just had to comment.
Your voice is so beautiful. I would love to listen to you sing some more. Truly, that touched my heart. So whether you see this or not, know that I truly loved it.
x 13

 

[Massive Grooves]

I feel like there should be some activity here.

Don’t make me create the activity.

 

[wrant]

Loved your singing! Beautiful!

 

[Todger65]

Into the closet for a break from reality.

Bummer, my iPad refuses to play it. I don’t think it likes the format. Will have to try on the laptop later.

 

[Moochienanu]

Activity

Sweat trickles down
Body bent
Fluid
Shape of water
Sighing movements
Storming
Forming rivers
Running over
Hands pressing in
Underneath
Deeper than before
Thrusts of want
Need written
Every word
On sheets
Wrapping around
Reddened skin
Saying anything but stop
Each stream
Ending with the cliff
Because you can’t stop it
When water falls

 

[AngelicaS1780]

You always write so beautifully about water and waterfalls.

 

[TANSTAAFL58]

Activity

Sweat trickles down
Body bent
Fluid
Shape of water
Sighing movements
Storming
Forming rivers
Running over
Hands pressing in
Underneath
Deeper than before
Thrusts of want
Need written
Every word
On sheets
Wrapping around
Reddened skin
Saying anything but stop
Each stream
Ending with the cliff
Because you can’t stop it
When water falls

First, thanks for the "shower pic".

Second the words: I read them as if the writer was gasping for breath due to exertion. These "stream of consciousness" poems can be more eloquent than something more structured. Nice. (By which I mean, in my pervy mind that was really hot).