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Date: July 5, 2014 (8 years ago)


Your flirt finds me out
Teases the crack in me
Smittens me with hope

She plays with his damp hair, and she kisses his chin.

She felt the sweat on his skin merging with hers.

She felt his full weight with him being on top, but she did not mind at all.

Why is he so beautiful?

She cupped his face and pulled him close to hers and kissed him full on the lips.

Something inside her stirred.

A part of him was still embedded within her.

"You still want me, huh?' He grinned.

"Always." She replied.

"How do you want it this time?"

"Don't ask." She tells him. "I just want to feel your hard inside me again. I want your hands all over my body."

He shoved a pillow between them and rolled her on top of it.

She was now face down on the bed.

He used his knees to spread her legs.

He put a finger inside her and held her shoulders down as he slid his cock into her wet pussy and fucks her fast and hard.

They both make noise as they cum.

Possibly maybe
Possibly maybe
Possibly maybe

She looked at him as he slept—calmly like a baby.

His hair. Just how erotic a misplaced strand of hair can be?

His lips. They can do wonders.

His kisses. Sometimes a kiss is just kiss. Other times a kiss is a wet, sensual, heart-throbbing, soul-touching, mind-altering exploration of the senses—his kisses are just like that.
His looks — he had one of those looks that could capsize any heart. It always leaves her swimming in an ocean of lust and of love.

Wait, love? Where did that come from?

Is she really in love?

Possibly.

Maybe.

As much as I definitely enjoy solitude

I wouldn't mind perhaps
Spending little time with you
Sometimes
Sometimes

He is doing the circle thing with his tongue again.

And he knows it is going to drive her crazy.

He does the circle thing with his tongue and then he stops and just holds it there.

If she tries to move a muscle, he holds her back.
He does it again and stops.

Presses into her tight.

"Oh fuck," She says.

He won't let her move.

Circles with his tongue.

Does it again and again.

Stops.

Circles.

Does it again.

Stops.
It is driving her nuts.

If she were standing up right now, she would have collapsed on the floor in ecstasy.

Fast little circles.

Stops.

She can't take it anymore.

She is going to burst any second now.

"Cum," he tells her and puts his head back down.

She gave in.

Possibly maybe
Probably love
Possibly maybe
Probably love

With one eyebrow raised and a crooked smile, she looked at him.

She was daring him.

She isn't really beautiful, but she is no plain Jane either.

And him? In her eyes, he is gorgeous.

He is just right for her.

She bit her lip.

She stared right in his eyes without looking away, without blinking.

"Stop that." He said.

"Stop what? I'm not doing anything." But she smiled knowingly and then looked away.

Uncertainty excites me
Baby, who knows what's going to happen?
Lottery or car crash
Or you'll join a cult

Nothing beats a slow dance in the kitchen while cooking dinner together.

She led him in the corner. He can't get away now.

His back was against the cupboards, and there's not a lot of room to sit.

She puts her hand on his chest and kiss him hard on the mouth.

She took a slice of an orange and put it in his mouth.

She placed her mouth on his.

They eat the orange together pushing the piece back and forth with their tongues.

She ran her fingers down his body and then grabbed him through his sweatpants.

He is hard.

She liked how he felt through the cloth.

She squeezed harder and kissed him harder on the lips.

He moaned.

"I want you!"

He pulled her shirt off over her head.

She ran her hands down his sides and pulled on the sweatpants.

She cupped his balls and kissed his neck.

He took off her jeans and got her up on the kitchen table.

"Now, I'll fuck you." He tells her.

Probably maybe
Possibly love
He says probably maybe
Possibly love
Possibly

The stars never looked so beautiful to her.

Until tonight, that is.

Stargazing was never her thing.

But tonight, yes tonight was different.

Tonight, she is seeing things in a different set of eyes.

Or it could all be because of the man beside her.

And as she turned sideways and watched him talk about the stars, she just stared.

"Bewitched, bothered, and bewildered, am I?" –she smiled as she remembered that line from a song.

He turned to her then and grinned that grin of his that made her heart go flippity-flop.

He reached for her hand and squeezed it and just held it right next to his as his gaze returned to the stars again.

She sighed a deep sigh and did the same.

Mon petit Vulcan
You're eruptions and disasters
I keep calm
Admiring your lava
I keep calm

She loves it when she feels the muscles in his legs tighten.

She loves it when he is rock hard and at her mercy.

And he breaks eye contact because he cannot stop his eyes from rolling back.

He lets out a hiss.

He growls her name.

She knows he was getting close.

She knows he is on fire.

And now she has a big decision to make…

Will she continue her relentless determination to make him cum in her mouth?

Will she withdraw to straddle him so she can ride him until he screams her n...

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What is a Writer? A good writer is also a good storyteller. He/she must ensnare the minds of the readers, trap them in a mind world that would make them believe what is happening is real, make them feel every stroke, feel every kiss, feel that final blow, and feel that explosion. THE MIND IS A VERY POWERFUL THING.A CREATIVE MIND, well now that’s A DEADLY TOOL.
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daffodil
July 5, 2014 (8 years ago)

Awww.. Teka, miss Ddd san ka pa pwde mahanap? I would love to read more from you :) Your words are explicit.. Moooore!:)

"I prefer to be crazy and happy rather than normal and bitter" -Paulo Coelho

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dropdeaddiva
July 5, 2014 (8 years ago)

Thank you for your kind words, Daff. I'll repost my old works here and hopefully makapagsulat din ako ng mga bago. Hugs to you Sis. And kisses too.

Let there be pleasure on earth and let it begin with me.

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miz.ria
July 5, 2014 (8 years ago)

Ang galeng talaga DDD! Tama si daff, more more more!

Ituloy ko lng yung kanta :-)

Lost my heart, so what of it?
He was cold, I agree,
He can laugh and I love it
Although the laugh's on me.
I'll sing to him, each spring to him
And long for the day when I'll cling to him,
Bewitched, bothered so bewildered am I

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dropdeaddiva
July 5, 2014 (8 years ago)

At dahil nabanggit mo yung kanta sa iyong comment, napa-youtube tuloy ako at pinapakinggan ko yung kanta habang nagta-type ng reply dito. Sinabayan ko na rin yung kanta.

"I'm wild again
Beguiled again
A simpering, whimpering child again
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered am I"

Salamat ng madami sa pagbabasa Ms Ria. :)

Let there be pleasure on earth and let it begin with me.

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July 5, 2014 (8 years ago)

Fave Quote: 'He growls her name'
... hmm, possibly maybe... at the start, i smiled, remembering beautiful memories from the past, then, i realized teary eyed na pala ako... possibly maybe, i feel its every word... galing ddd!

"The erotic is rarely nudity. It is subtle, a feeling, a gesture, mood, a story frozen in the moment that holds you breathless waiting for the next moment. Understand this & you understand erotic."

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dropdeaddiva
July 5, 2014 (8 years ago)

Madamme TPM, usually it is the guys who make us girls scream their names when they go down on us. But isn't nice when we return the favor and make them growl our names in frustration and in ecstasy?

Naalala ko tuloy yung isang status na pinost ko sa aking dummy FB account.

"Going down on a guy is such a turn on.

I may be down on my knees, but I've got him by the balls."

Let there be pleasure on earth and let it begin with me.

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July 5, 2014 (8 years ago)

yah, you're right, kaya nga parang sarap isipin ng paulit ulit how it sounds... hehe and yes, again, haha turn on talaga yun,like for me, pampainit sa kin yun.... teka, dont call me madame, oks na mere TPM, wink wink

"The erotic is rarely nudity. It is subtle, a feeling, a gesture, mood, a story frozen in the moment that holds you breathless waiting for the next moment. Understand this & you understand erotic."

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Boy_Bastos12
July 7, 2014 (8 years ago)

...galing! swabe!...

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dropdeaddiva
July 8, 2014 (8 years ago)

Salamat Boy. :)

Let there be pleasure on earth and let it begin with me.

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July 7, 2014 (8 years ago)

This story brings some chills to my spine. What a way to write! Deadly.

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dropdeaddiva
July 8, 2014 (8 years ago)

Deadly erotic, I hope? Thank you for reading and for commenting Presto!

Let there be pleasure on earth and let it begin with me.

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