Sensual Feelings
Folder: EROTIC Poems/Letters I want to explore your womanhood. I want to take your mental essence to higher plateaus. I want to kiss you in the most sensual place. My desire for you is driving me crazy. No need to worry love the time has come. I am yours for now and beyond. Here I am standing before you. I am yours to adore. Give me some sex. Make me wet. I am yours to fulfill. Let’s enjoy ourselves. Let us make love in the moonlight. My body yearns for yours. Your body yearns for mine. We are both dramatized to captivate each other minds. Give me some sex. Come to me with your fine ass. Make love to me between these satin sheets. Please me. Shh, say no more. I am yours. View connie's Full Portfolio
The Coupling Of Passion And Erotic Lusts
Folder: EROTIC Poems/Letters A touch of skin soft and slippery, With the hint of hint of sweat. We fought our resistance beneath the cool sheets, As the wind flowed from the window above us. Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance, To abandon all of our uncertainties. You began your work on my lips, Probing gently as if drawing sex, From a deep well of longing and need. Then heated tongues met in the midst, Of hot and quickening breath. And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts. Then intoxicated with those spirits, Our clothes found resting place on the floor. Piece by piece, Until there were no hiding places, For the two glistening and wanting bodies. Hunger revealed in this hot moment. Then skin meshed with skin, As the floor became the stage. You moved atop of me easily, And lowered yourself gently. Kissing me as I was filled with you. As a gasp broke the kiss, Your hands stroked the stray strands, Away from my forehead, then became entangled. Our slow rhythm gave way, To urgent and demanding thrusts of passion, As I arched my body for your comfort, And you threw me into ecstasy, With the strength of your blows. You left me screaming and soaked, In oblivion again and again, As you growled my name from the back of your throat, And our bodies both demanded more, Each giving to the other, High on the fluids of foreign substance. I grasped, then released you, Grasped then released you, In effort to relieve you of your control. The taste of your skin between my lips, Was like no other. To hear your cry of mercy, When my teeth met your warm skin, Was more breathtaking than you knew. Yet I still released the control to you. As you wound your hands in my hair, And pulled until the flesh on my neck was taut, You moved with one final and breaking blow, Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss, Leaving our screams to echo on like battle cries. I welcomed the weight of you to crush me, As you collapsed on top of me, Still hot and burning, And I glowing like an ember, Casting a welcome light, Should you seek my gifts again.  View connie's Full Portfolio
Hold me tight
Folder:Â EROTIC Poems/Letters Oh, come with me Take me in your arms Kiss me long and deep Feel my passion rise Remove my clothes Caress my soft skin With your fingertips Feel the softness Of my tender breasts Beneath your hands Touch them, stroke them Squeeze them, knead them Cover them with kisses Close your lips around the nipples Feel their hardness With your tongue Delve into me With your hot tongue Devour me Taste my essence As I scream your name... Make love to me! View connie's Full Portfolio
wet
Folder: EROTIC Poems/Letters Languidly parting the moist curtain. he slides into the smooth vessel. the color of fire pink velvet. his large hands securely wielding the creamy white handles, firmly manipulating them until just a trickle of foamy liquid flows forth. She faces him, their eyes, reflecting pools of love, lock on each other. embracing, both, with body and soul, they melt together in the steamy atmosphere. memories flood as her neck arches and wet kisses cover her throat. teasing one another in the aquamarine Caribbean ocean. causing rough ripples to fan out across the water of a swimming pool as they played. discovering new things as a soft summer rain, like the sound of a tinkling xylophone, soaked them. Aromas of citrus, colognes and faintly, the sea drift and swirl around them. skin drenched, rivulets of salty sweat stream between them. sauna heat builds as temperatures rise. flesh moves with synchronized, frantic fluidity. a torrential river violently rushes into a cascading waterfall. drowning in a frenzied whirlpool, gasping for air, silent screams. then the peace of a tranquil, crystal clear lake prevails and the relaxation of a hot spraying shower returns, as she lovingly shampoos his hair  View connie's Full Portfolio