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Tuesday, August 27, 2019

Talk Dirty to Me...

Talk Dirty to me…

In response to a message telling her to have a great day she wrote…”you too, if you don’t mind can you talk dirty to me?”  She was in France, I was in the US.

The following was sent over a series of texts midmorning through mid afternoon.  Pausing in places knowing it would driver her crazy.

Enjoy:

“I was sitting on the deck watching an air plane fly over.  Not a second later there was a knock at my front door, when I opened it I say you standing there.  The smile on your face was telling.  I knew we would be in for one fantastic time.”
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As you walked in, past me I could see that you were excited to see me.  Your face was flushed with color, hugging you I could feel your body temperature rise.  Your legs were a bit shaky as I held you.
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You suddenly stepped back at the realization I had no shit on and spent a few moments admiring my nipple piercings.  “Go ahead” I said.  You proceeded to touch them, gently at first, then an occasional tug or twist.
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Your smile got even bigger noticing the effect you were having on me.
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Within seconds my hands removed your top and bra, 
your beautiful breasts were now fully exposed to me, 
I could not help myself, 
I leaned into you, kissing you hard on the mouth, 
our tongues exploring each other.
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As your body pressed hard against mine I could feel your breasts against my chest, the desire to taste your nipples was overwhelming,
I began to gently massage your nipples with my tongue,
sometimes taking your entire breast into my mouth.
Every time I did you would moan,
your hands frantically looking for something on me to return the pleasure.
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As I continued to taste your beautiful breasts my hands helped you remove any remaining clothes still on.
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My hands no free to explore your nude body, your excitement grew to an unexpected high as I ran my hands over your ass, 
hips,
gently feeling your inner thighs.
I could see that you had become so aroused that your fluids started running down your legs.
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You stood me up shaking as you did.  Your hands now moving down my chest,
down further.
In one twist of your fingers my shorts had fallen onto the floor.  My throbbing cock was now exposed to you, at the sight of it pulsing your moved to your knees.
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With tiny kisses you proceeded to take my entire cock into your mouth,
feeling the veins as they rubbed past your lips.
You spend sometime feeling the ridge of my cock head, playing with my piercings.
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We are both now so arouse and we have just made it past the front door! Clothes spread all over the living room we make it our way to my bedroom. With a quick movement I surprise you by throwing you onto the bed.
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My cock now so stiff, 
the veins pulsing,
the desire to fuck you now at an extreme,
I spread your legs as I lean over you and tease your wanting,
throbbing clit with my cock head and piercings.
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With every rotation around your dripping pussy your clit gets more engorged,
your pussy lips get more engorged,
every time my cock head rotates around your opening your pussy lips make and effort to grab me and pull me in.
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My sheets are drenched in you!
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Slowly I push my cockhead into your dripping pussy,
you make a new sound as your feel the head of my cock enter you.  The ridge of my throbbing cock passes through your opening and you moan, 
your back arches in anticipation of experiencing the feeling of my cock sliding deeper into you.
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Your pussy lips now wrapped around my cock as I slowly slide deeper into you,
you can feel the veins in my cock against your lips,
causing a new rush of your fluids to escape you.
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Our faces,
hands,
our lips and tongues explore each other while we fuck endlessly and our bodies become one.
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The building desire to climax in both of us becomes intense,
pleasurable and endless…
Our rhythm intensifies as I thrust deeper and deeper into you.  My cock always increases in size just before climaxing and after years of practice I can hold off a climax until you are ready and satisfied.
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My cock now deep inside you,
hard,
engorged,
your clit in the same state,
every thrust my pelvic bone slams against your clit causing you intense pleasure,
my cock deep inside you.
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Both of us ready to explode,
ready to climax,
ready to give the other the ultimate gift.  We explode into a climax that sends both of our hot sweaty bodies into shivering as I release my fluids deep inside you,
your body responds the same. It seems you just had your first female ejaculation,
my body is drenched in you! Our fluids mingle in your and as we lay in each others arms they drain from your filling the room with the scent of us.
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You look down at my still throbbing cock,
dripping in both of our fluids.  The desire to please each other continues as you move to clean me,
suck me,
please me.  At the same time I move so that I can do the same for you.  Separating your pussy lips with my tongue I make my way to your now incredibly sensitive clit,
where I suck on your while you do the same for me.  Our bodies tighten as we once again climax,
releasing even more fluids,
this time for each to taste,
to inhale, to enjoy.
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I woke up to the sound of an airplane flying over as I laid there on the deck,
left with this fantasy and my cock throbbing,
hard,
wanting you…

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The reply from her was simple and it put a smile on my face “Oh God! Thank you”.

Friday, August 25, 2017

My Perfect Woman - The Detroit Dirty Show...

Very proud to have this piece, My Perfect Woman, included in the Detroit Dirty Show!

Now that the show is over, this piece is for sale!  It measures 18"w x 24"t x 7.5"d, it is made of fiberglass and painted in oils.  Price is $3,200 which does not include shipping.  Interested parties should email me with their address so I can calculate shipping costs.

Visit http://www.dirtydetroit.com/ for tickets they sell out very fast!


Wednesday, October 26, 2016

To my French Waitress...

I spend my days with the sound of a beat in my head,
years have gone by and visions of you still dance in my thoughts,
your broken accent,
your love of rock and roll,
the passion that flowed between us,
the memories of you and I in bed.

When my eyes close I can see you again,
the taste of you forming on my tongue,
the memories of us in a hot shower,
your small body close to mine,
the feeling of your skin,
the way it began.

Not a day has gone by in the years past,
that I have not had you in my thoughts,
not a day has gone by in the years past,
that I have not relived our story,
all the while hearing that beat in my head.

The French Waitress 

A story about passion, desire, France, the taste of a beautiful woman...

A story about the adventure of two people in a single night...

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Simpler times

Just moments ago were simpler times
when fingers and bodies were intertwined
spent hours in long embraces
with love in our hearts.

In simpler times
we spoke of each other
with laughter in our voices
and desire in our hearts.

Time and travel
love and touch
surroundings become more complex
pressure, distance and jealousies

turn simpler times
into thoughts of pain
love still seeps through
refusing to drain.

Simpler times love never ends
Loves complexity depends the bond
Never breaking even beyond the end.

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Breaking my heart

You are breaking my heart beyond repair
As I look out this tiny window into a stary night
I miss the moonlit sky that we once shared
in this rime of need, dispare and doubt
while my heart breaks beyond repair

Days lost to worry and doubt
nights lost through visions of tears
with memories of a couple sure and in love
just as the sun rises above
while my heart breaks beyond repair

One hundred days of separation and pain
minds fill with drops of toxic rain
a couple once in love and sure
discovers neither one is pure
hurt and solitude grow to deep
the darkness of being, as time slows to a stop
while my hear breaks beyond repair

Sunday, January 16, 2011

I am with this girl

I am with this girl whom I love,
we are passionate, crazy passionate,
things between us are deep, caring,
loving, true.

This girl I am with, drives me crazy,
I know I drive her the same way,
She defends her feelings toward me
with a firm stance like I have never seen before,
she stands by me when I don’t even stand by myself.

This girl I am with, the one I consider my true love,
she is is simply put the most adorable thing,
I have ever laid eyes on.

Our love is passionate, crazy, intense, good and comforting,
Our love is the very thing a love should be,
My love for her is never ending,
despite the silly arguments we stumble into,
despite the previous horrors in our past lives,
despite current frustrations,
my love for her is never ending,
and runs deeper then she can imagine.

This girl I am with, the one I call “sweet heart”,
she has become the most important part of my life,

My love for her is never ending...