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Always?
What about the feel of fingertips dancing up thighs from knee to hip?
What about the lift up of a shirt or dress by the hem?
What about hands moving up a torso to breasts with nipples to tease?
What about a tongue starting at the base of a hard cock and licking up to the tip?
Never say never,
And only say always
When you mean it.
Always?
What about the feel of fingertips dancing up thighs from knee to hip?
What about the lift up of a shirt or dress by the hem?
What about hands moving up a torso to breasts with nipples to tease?
What about a tongue starting at the base of a hard cock and licking up to the tip?
Never say never,
And only say always
When you mean it.
Alright... I’m rightly drunk now.
Half a bottle of sparkling wine
And 2 shots of tequilla
Does that to a person with my body,
Apparently.
Let’s get real: I’m hurting.
I went through a long weekend
(although very fun,
it wasn’t restful at all,
I’m left wishing it was,
and my hand is prickling with the added use)
And have a long week of work ahead of me.
My insides are a bit...
Muddled to say the least,
And I’m still processing
Last week’s revelations.
With that in mind,
Boobs?
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Take me for a walk?
I’m restless
And need your hand
Firmly upon me.
I miss the way
You tug
At my collar
Exactly when I need you to,
As the silence falls
And my breath fails.
I need my hips moving
With yours again,
your soft reassurances
Through each caressing kiss,
And every fluid movement of
Your fingertips, palms,
Against me.
So...
Take me for a walk?
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Take me for a walk?
I’m restless
And need your hand
Firmly upon me.
I miss the way
You tug
At my collar
Exactly when I need you to,
As the silence falls
And my breath fails.
I need my hips moving
With yours again,
your soft reassurances
Through each caressing kiss,
And every fluid movement of
Your fingertips, palms,
Against me.
So...
Take me for a walk?
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I have been sitting here
Trying to describe
This feeling you leave me with.
You’re right, it is like floating.
It’s a chemical high,
Almost...
Like that freeing feeling
That comes with just the right amount
Of my best scotch...
You’re the deepest breath
Of the freshest air,
Like standing on top
Of a pristine mountain
In the middle of spring
Right after a rain...
This feeling is indescribable.
I’ve never been here before,
And I’m so glad it’s with you.
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I have been sitting here
Trying to describe
This feeling you leave me with.
You’re right, it is like floating.
It’s a chemical high,
Almost...
Like that freeing feeling
That comes with just the right amount
Of my best scotch...
You’re the deepest breath
Of the freshest air,
Like standing on top
Of a pristine mountain
In the middle of spring
Right after a rain...
This feeling is indescribable.
I’ve never been here before,
And I’m so glad it’s with you.
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I have been sitting here
Trying to describe
This feeling you leave me with.
You’re right, it is like floating.
It’s a chemical high,
Almost...
Like that freeing feeling
That comes with just the right amount
Of my best scotch...
You’re the deepest breath
Of the freshest air,
Like standing on top
Of a pristine mountain
In the middle of spring
Right after a rain...
This feeling is indescribable.
I’ve never been here before,
And I’m so glad it’s with you.
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I wrote it then thought that sound awful...
Anyway the wine will taste better than the words.
Wow... I have missed the way your words make me feel. The longing and the desire to feel those touches. The thoughts that go through my mind... Look, you're a very beautiful and desirable woman, that I think I have established over several comments in the past... but put together with your words, mind and intellect, you are just a truly wonderful and amazing woman.
((HUGGLES))
I have been sitting here
Trying to describe
This feeling you leave me with.
You’re right, it is like floating.
It’s a chemical high,
Almost...
Like that freeing feeling
That comes with just the right amount
Of my best scotch...
You’re the deepest breath
Of the freshest air,
Like standing on top
Of a pristine mountain
In the middle of spring
Right after a rain...
This feeling is indescribable.
I’ve never been here before,
And I’m so glad it’s with you.
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Sure, I’ve thought about it.
About touching you.
About how your warm skin will feel under my ever-chilly, small fingers
Seeming to sear the prints off of the tips.
Or about how we would sit next to each other in that grey area and our thighs would slowly move toward each other and touch
The warmth there would meld us together
Neither of us wanting to get up or move for fear of giving up that feeling of closeness.
Sometimes, it is simply that you are compelled by a
Need to kiss me
or suffer
So you lean down to me, your face so close to mine
I can smell your skin
And feel that need as we linger there
One
Two
Three moments
As though the agony of not giving in to this passion means something more... but then
There it is
The perfect amount of pressure from each of us
As your lips and mine meet.
But, usually in my thoughts it is almost always you touching me so purposefully.
Touching me in that way where you’re
Almost hurting me
Or actually hurting me
Scaring me
You see the fear written in my eyes
And I like it
So very much
because that means you want me just as I thought.
I feel the need to confess...
I read everything.
I mean, almost everything.
I read everything I could get my hands on.
And looked closely at you.
Every recess of your thoughts probed with mine for the want of being surrounded by you.
All the grime and disgust for me that wreaks from your thoughts.
All the romance you pull from fucking; placing it on a pedestal and then spinning it like a mad man.
All the times I wanted for you and also hated for you.
All the self flagellation that I’ve grown to admire.
All the sleepless nights I’ve joined you from afar.
Every hand I’ve wanted to reach out and intertwine with my own.
Every shared moment of honesty, painstakingly fictionalized to a degree.
Every warped, kinky thought of yours...
And I think
... I love you.
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Just in case you’re here still,
And you seeing me here on lit
Is why you reasoned you should
“Reach out” to me,
I thought you should know
(Without replying to your selfish email)
I. Am. So. Gone.
What you see's not what you get
With you there's just no measurement
No way to tell what's real from what isn't there
Your eyes they sparkled
That's all changed into lies that drop like acid rain
You washed away the best of me
You don't care
You know you did it
I'm gone
To find someone to live for in this world
There's no light at the end of the tunnel tonight
Just a bridge that I gotta burn
You are wrong
If you think you can walk right through my door
That is just so you
Coming back when I've finally moved on
I'm already gone
Sometimes shattered
Never open
Nothing matters
When you're broken
That was me whenever I was with you
Always ending, always over
Back and forth, up and down, like a roller coaster
I am breaking that habit today
You know you did it
I'm gone
To find someone to live for in this world
There's no light at the end of the tunnel tonight
Just a bridge that I gotta burn
You are wrong
If you think you can walk right through my door
That is just so you
Coming back when I've finally moved on
I'm already gone
There is nothing you can say
Sorry doesn't cut it babe
Take the hit and walk away
'Cause I'm gone
Doesn't matter what you do
It's what you did that's hurting you
All I needed was the truth
Now I'm gone
What you see's not what you get
What you see's not what you get
You know you did it
I'm gone
To find someone to live for in this world
There's no light at the end of the tunnel tonight
Just a bridge that I gotta burn
You are wrong
If you think you can walk right through my door
That is just so you
Coming back when I've finally moved on
I'm already gone
I'm already gone
So I'm already gone gone gone
So I'm gone
I'm gone
- Kelly Clarkson
You will NEVER kiss this:
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How was it just yesterday?
Droplets splashing,
Mixing with the soundtrack
Of us
As the heat rises.
How was it just yesterday?
My hand in yours,
The feel of letting go and
A lake
With kisses surrounding it.
How was it just yesterday?
Your fist wrapped in my hair,
Pulling just right to expose,
Bite down
And I float away.
How was it just yesterday?
When it feels like a dream
Always coming true
Whenever
I’m close to you.
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