Untitled....By Charmed & the PenTalker

It all started with her words.

Words that reached into my heart and soul

Consuming my thoughts…

Drawing sweetness from the edge of my thighs

Wet warmth filled me

consuming the fire

I swear I inhaled her

on the edge of a dream

She strung out my emotions

but never left me dry

She found my deepest secrets and laid them bare

open, and wanting

red and panting

swollen and pulsating to the tune only she could provide.

She was the music that pounded in me

a heartbeat beyond desire

I wanted to surrender to her

have her take me...

 I wanted to have her taste all she had made of me.

Her words were fingers

twisting within me

shredding me till I became sore

Still I asked…no, I pleaded for more.

I knew what she needed

she was the untamed lion

hunting the prey, but never the kill

she would lick the wounds away

She would suck the arrows from my breast

And dine upon the flesh she exposed

She would speak her words to my clit

and, as I screamed, make me whole.

with an unquenched thirst

I hungered for more

her screams only teased the passion

tearing my exposed skin

And now I began to speak

Where her words framed pictures of silk and fine wine

Mine were crude and raw,

Caring nothing for the genteel ear…

Fuck me! I moaned

Immerse your artist’s fingers deep within me

into the floodagates you opened.

Fill me with those fingers that wrote my life for all to see

Lick away my innocence

Taste me!

You have brought me to the edge of eternity…

Now drink of me

while you stroke my clit...

And send me soaring to the heavens

with your words.

A note to Charmed...