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One Night of Sin

One night of Sin
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He lays his eyes upon her ,
her body well defined
he memorizes it like a book
reading every line.

Her soft vanilla flesh,
how it glimmers in the light
to touch her silky skin
is an urge he can not fight.

She's woven like a mystery,
he's tangled in her web
to touch something so divine
it makes him almost beg.

He had never seen such beauty,
his hunger grew into more
and he couldn't stand it any longer
so he threw her on the floor.

He kissed her crimson lips,
as his hands roamed so free
her body wiggled soft against his
as if this was meant to be.

Unbridled desire filled his mind,
as he pushed into her mound
so sweet and lush and soft inside
was everything he found.

She whispered softly into his ear,
her hands upon his chest
and gently cupped his cheeks
as he rubbed against her breast.

Her eyes fell back into her head,
spinning into the  abyss
his hot breath was upon her flesh
and every curve he kissed.

She pushed her body into his,
her legs around his waist
her lips pressed against his neck
at last to get a taste.

She nibbled at his neck,
as she felt his body tremble
and softly played between his legs
her hands so ever nimble.

She heard him moan with pleasure
when he felt her velvet touch
he'd never known such ecstasy
he wanted her so much.

They ravaged one another,
till they released each beast within
for this kind of pleasure
was worth one night of sin.

8/18/14- Jessica Thompson

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 8/19/2014 7:27:00 PM
Yeh, uhm, what Tim said,,,,Me too! Girl, don't you worry about your "sexual Style" on this anything but vulgar piece of imagery! I LOVE IT! Favorite and a 7. I think I posted one back in the day about polymorphism sexual accoutrements and all that good stuff called MORNING MESS. Basically about the walk of shame and how it almost couldn't happen without first chewing my arm off to make it free from the girls bed and out the DOUGH!~:)
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Jessica Thompson
Date: 8/19/2014 8:19:00 PM
Thanks JSL. I aint really worried about my style, but I didn't want to offend anyone. Perhaps this is just a start for showcasing all my writing taste. Well, most lol. Thanks again my friend, Jess :)
Date: 8/19/2014 6:49:00 PM
Excuse me while I go take a cold shower...wowee Jess....You still could have gone farther...hugs Tim
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Jessica Thompson
Date: 8/19/2014 6:58:00 PM
LOL, Thanks Tim, enjoy your "shower" :P I am glad you enjoyed this piece. I think keeping on the edge left a little wondering. You know what they say about imagination..lol. Take care my friend, Jess :) hugs
Date: 8/19/2014 6:48:00 PM
That is so hot! I love it, It seems tonight we have had a lot of poems on the sexier side, which I personally see nothing wrong with, yours was passionate, romantic, not vulgar, you did terrific!
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Jessica Thompson
Date: 8/19/2014 6:55:00 PM
Thanks Casarah, I have written more detailed, and raunchy lol, but I figured I better keep it on the edge then all the way lol. I see nothing wrong with it either, I just don't want to get in trouble over it. Glad you enjoyed this piece. Take care my friend, Jess xoxo :)

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