Yes!
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Kiss me deeply, before I fall asleep.
Enter my dream quickly.
I want to taste you again.
Run your hand under the sheet, until you find pink.
Kiss me deeply…
(c) Angie Crum 1/23/12
look what you do!!!
You make my pussy blush-
with the words you say.
Normally I can handle such talk.
But, the way you say it makes my toes curl.
Tell me again, more of what you like to do!
Your voice travels through my body—
exciting every part!
You make my pussy salivate-
at the images you place in my mind.
Visions that over take me.
Flushing my mind!
Your smell makes me swell..
Your hands make me ache.
Sexual burning deep inside, I can feel it crawling around..
Unable to control any other thoughts..
My mind is on lock down!
Replay and Repete!!
Words and pictures…
Naughty day dreams and nasty wet dreams
You make my pussy blush!!
(c) Angie Crum 12/8/2011
house of night…
In the house of night, this lady knows your thoughts…
I can see what you desire…
Leather and Lace,???? Whips and chains???
Sit down~~~!!!
Let my voice enter your thoughts, and make those visions you seek come true….
I am the Queen of the night, of the shadows, of those thoughts you think you keep well hidden….
You have entered my house….now..
Let me show you what I can do….
(c) Angie Crum 11/29/2011
nighttime…..
I lay in bed, pen in hand,
Closing my eyes, I let my mind play….
Words floating by… in your voice..
I want to write with you.
I want to use your ink to fill my pages.
I want to use your muse to invade my space.
You turn my mind out!
more to come….
(c) Angie Crum 11-21-11
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My great grandmother passing away I was 3 years old.
The hunt…
Close your eyes and picture this..
The ballroom is filled with all the luster of the night. Candles everywhere, no “real” light to be seen. Music and laughter filling the air space.
People everywhere , almost too crowded. Walking through you touch or get touched by everyone. Ball gowns and tails everywhere. Very formal. The masks donned on peoples faces , luxury at its finest.!
Eyes are the windows to the soul! And, everyone’s eyes are open and ready! Ready to explore the night! Explore the dimensions of their minds!
Now on with the story…..
Black and red, satin and lace was her dress. Tight fitting corset , her breasts barely contained. Her mask handmade just to match her dress. So black, so dark, you could barely see the whites of her eyes. One look into them and you can feel her heat..
Scanning the room, she is looking. Fighting her way through the crowd, through the chaos, Trying ~ trying to find him!
She is hungry!
He can only feed her! Fill her up! His touch sends her a blaze. Unable to cool off. The seed is planted! She longs for him! Her mind replays the times they have been together. Exciting her, tingling her!
Stopping her search for him to take care of herself. Not caring for the on-lookers that has stopped what they were doing to watch her. Hand far up her dress feeling her own wetness at the first touch. Her hand slow at first, wanting the feeling to last! In and out, circles around her jewel. Her moans masked by the music playing. Only those privileged enough to be close enough are able to hear her song. Her hand playing herself to the beat of the music. She exploded as the song ended. Eyes opening to match those of her audience. She smiles and can see they enjoyed the show.
She waves one of them over to her, and without words he got on his knees. She covered him in her dress, no direction was needed. His tongue was right where it should be. Licking up her sweetness. Bringing back feeling she had just given to herself. He was a master of his craft. Like a delicious meal her devours her. She releases all over him, covered in her nectar. He doesn’t want to stop, he wants more. She is now in his veins. After her release, she has a moment of clarity and, remembers what she’s here to do. During mid tongue stroke she stands up , frees herself and walks away. But, before being a total greedy bitch. She goes back and kisses her giver. Deeply~ Long and hard!
Walking more through the crowd. Being wrapped in smell, smoke, music and touch. Perfume, cologne, food and sex lingers through the air and lands on her nose. Makes her mouth water with excitement. Makes her fire grow, her yearning stronger. Walking through the crowd, she feels the touches, hands grabbing at her, pulling at her. Trying to distract her from her goal. Her passion pulls her through~ Until!! Until she sees her lover! Standing in the crowd. Standing alone.
He stands dressed all in black. His mask, covering all his face. All she sees is his eyes, so hazel the candle light shines the gold in them. She stops, planning her actions. How will she handle this? Looking up, hoping to meet his stare. He was gone!! Damn it!! She should have just kept walking. Spinning around, looking everywhere! Looking at everyone. She was so close! Grabbing a drink from the passing waiter, she heads for the balcony. Feeling almost defected. In one big drink she swallows all her absinthe in one big drink. Hoping the green fairy will make the night better.
Quickly falling~~~~~ falling down~~~
Then!
Hands wrap around her waist pulling her back. She can feel a body pressed hard against hers. Trying to turn around to see who it is. She cant move. His strength is to much for her, or it’s the drink, or both. She cant keep up with his stride, almost dragging her. He stops and picks her up, over his shoulder and almost sets out in a run.
The room is spinning,
Stop! She yells
He does.
Sets her down. Alone just them two. In a very poorly lit room. Just a few candles around. He doesn’t say a word to her, just walks around her. She can feel his animal stare. She cant meet his eyes. Then! His aroma is detected. Still in the claws of the green fairy, its hard to know if she really knows the smell.
Then she feels his touch!!!
~~~~Its him!!!~~~
An instant flush of excitement covers her body. Engulfed in flames, unable to move. Entranced, unable to speak~ to beg for more. Just fingertips on her exposed skin. Leaving a trace of fire behind them. No words exchanged, he spoke with his touch, she spoke with her movements. A clear moment hits her and she now knows for sure, its him! Fighting all her urges to grab him, to kiss him, to touch him . She cant move, stunned he found her, took her. Or is this a cruel joke played by the green fairy she cant tell if she’s still under its spell.
Becoming more intoxicating by this touch.
He stops.
She looks around , but to hard to see by candle light. Reaching out to feel for him. Oh! How could he tease and just leave?? Moving around, reaching out, hoping to feel him. She feels a tug on the ribbon on her corset, stopping her in her tracks. She feels the pull and release of the ribbon until she feels it fall to the floor. Standing topless.
~~Vulnerable~~
His hands are like lava. She can feel him again, behind her. Now his whole hands are on her, guiding her until she feels the cold of the marble pillar pressed hard against her breasts and him pressed against her. She feels his bare chest on her back, as well as the wetness run down her leg.
When did he get naked?
Feeling him throbbing on her, his hand massaging her breasts. Tension building , her pleasure spiked with pain. She can feel herself swelling. Her body completely on edge, dying for more. His hands run down her body as he follows. Pulling up her skirt and placing himself underneath , returning his hands to play only now on her thighs. Rubbing up and down. Her trembling body covered in goose bumps. He has her now!! She is in her control! Mesmerized by his touch! Higher and higher his hands go up. Just to barely touch her jewel. Grazing her with tips of his fingers, her sweetness covering her. Now!! What she wanted, feeling his mouth on her, Leaving a trail of fire kisses on her legs, thighs, and ass. He spreads her legs more and places his whole hand on her again. At that point she could have came!!
Moving his fingers back and forth, almost matching the rhythm of the music barely noticeable in the room they are in, but he’s not missing a beat! His hand is enveloped in her, exploring every part of her. The room fills her smell, his smell, mixing together. Making her drunk all over again. Tipsy, dizzy, unable to stand.
She feels him spin around under her. His face inches away from her, she can feel the heat from his breath. Soft like silk kisses placed on her. Kissing her jewel as he would her mouth. Enjoying every moment. She is hugger the pillar, she needs balance. He licks, kisses every part of her. Covering himself in all of her. Like a waterfall he is soaked.
Before she could release again. He stops and gets out from under her and stands up. Unties the belt that holds her skirt, and watches it fall to the ground. Taking his fingers and runs them down her back, she’s hot to his touch. She’s still hugging the pillar. He turns her around. His lips taste like honey. Sweet. Wrapping herself around him, as they stay locked in a kiss. Her hands traveling all over him. Feeling his chest, back and down to his hard cock. Placing his hands under her buttocks, he picks her up. Wrapping her legs around him. No direction was needed, he found his own way into her. Squeezing herself around him. Ready to cum. Still kissing her, he rocks back and forth. Their hands, pulling, grabbing, clawing at each other.
Taking her, conquering her. Her sweetness covering him. She can no longer hold back. The build up was to much , is to much. Her nails dug deep into his back as she climaxes. He doesn’t stop thrusting. Fasting, harder——————- faster!!!
Unlocking his lips from hers. He pulls himself away and spins her around, grabbing her hips and quickly placing himself back into her, without losing a stroke. Letting her hair wrap around his fingers, he gives it a tug, and pushes deeper into her. His other hand caressing her neck. Just enough pressure to make his naughty lover cum again.
Faster————harder————-faster!!
He lets loose into her. A soft moan fills the air. She is ready to collapse to the ground, but he holds her in place. Pulling himself away, he turns her back. Face to face. He kisses her again, with such a passion her knees buckle. She can feel his venom in her, coursing through her. And, all she can do is crave more.
He picks her up and takes her to a day bed in the room. Has he planned his? He knows the room to well! Could it be he was looking for her!!??
Laid her down, kisses her again and…….. He’s gone.
No words. Gone. Like a summer breeze he hugged himself around her and then blew away. His smell is still on her, his taste is still in her mouth, she can still feel him on her. Her sweet lover, where did you go?
She jolts up and dashes to get dressed.
On the hunt again!!
(c) Angie Crum 11-03-2011
you!
Awake , open your eyes.
Can you feel my hands running between your thighs.
Soft kisses turning into drunken shots.
Causing my mind to fog.
Your hands on my body.
My skin is begging for more.
You have excited me deeply,….powerfully.
I would do whatever you wanted!
But, you pleasured me.
Planting seeds in my brain with such images you couldn’t -
Even find in a porno.
Teasing my body with your hands.
Playing me like an instrument.
Finding every spot, over and over again.
Letting me reach the peak and bringing me down again to start over.
You make my body feel a temple.
I feel worshiped.
But, it is I who worships you!,
And the things you do!!!
(c) Angie Crum 2011
