From the inside, from the inside, I long to hold you from the inside, my body yearns to wrap itself about you, around your hot hard throbbing flesh, to be filled by you so absolutely all other thought makes little sense, to have you part my lips with your glistening head, to have you poised at the portal, my thighs a fair and silken frame, to have you ease your cock into my cunt with an aching slowness that takes our breath away, to have you emerge slick and hungry, drenched in the enduring trace of my lust, to have you hover once more, to have you tease me, to have you slide your pulsing glans through my cleft, to have you brush the tender pearl, to have you inflame the craving now too great to bear, to have you surrender to our only want, this urgent need, your shaft inside me again where it rightly belongs, the sweet succulence of my cunt enveloping, embracing, drawing you close, inch by glorious inch, these rippled velvet walls instinctively clutching, gripping at your flesh, my hips rising up, my body giving itself to you, bringing you into my very depths, milking you, my body begging you to come, milking the fiery seed that will violently rise up and bathe me, drown me, perfect me, mark me as yours from the inside, from the inside, from within.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Four
“Of the wonderful things that you get out of life there are four.”
– ‘Four,’ Miles Davis
Miles Davis was right. Four is a special key to this sweet, little life. For the jazz great, the magnificent things this existence brings are truth, honour, happiness and love.
They are the very same for me, with the exception that love leads me to a place where I can honour the woman I have become, where I can be a true version of my sensual, desiring self, where I can be happy and creatively free with pen and lens alike. It leads me here, to the four diminutive words of the cyber home that means so very much to me.
Now, this number has taken on a truly lustrous form thanks to the honour bestowed upon me by Rori from Between My Sheets and her list of the Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2012. To Rori, my warmest gratitude for her tireless work and this generous recognition, which leaves me giddy and, most of all, inspired. My heartfelt thanks also to the talented Easily Aroused, Lady Dragonfly and Southern Sir for their humbling nominations and support, and to you – friends, readers, writers, lovers – for your enduring encouragement and presence. While writing and shooting are my own compulsions, your company and comments not only allow me to see myself reflected in your gaze, but they also offer a conversation, an exchange, a sense of belonging and kinship that never fails to curve these lips into a smile.
On the subject of smiling, below are the links to the other 99, to the ones we know and love, to the ones we are yet to discover, to the ones who will leave us grinning and longing, to the ones we should all devour with erotic leisure and pleasurable haste.
They are the very same for me, with the exception that love leads me to a place where I can honour the woman I have become, where I can be a true version of my sensual, desiring self, where I can be happy and creatively free with pen and lens alike. It leads me here, to the four diminutive words of the cyber home that means so very much to me.
Now, this number has taken on a truly lustrous form thanks to the honour bestowed upon me by Rori from Between My Sheets and her list of the Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2012. To Rori, my warmest gratitude for her tireless work and this generous recognition, which leaves me giddy and, most of all, inspired. My heartfelt thanks also to the talented Easily Aroused, Lady Dragonfly and Southern Sir for their humbling nominations and support, and to you – friends, readers, writers, lovers – for your enduring encouragement and presence. While writing and shooting are my own compulsions, your company and comments not only allow me to see myself reflected in your gaze, but they also offer a conversation, an exchange, a sense of belonging and kinship that never fails to curve these lips into a smile.
On the subject of smiling, below are the links to the other 99, to the ones we know and love, to the ones we are yet to discover, to the ones who will leave us grinning and longing, to the ones we should all devour with erotic leisure and pleasurable haste.
~Minx x
~o~
Top 100 Sex Bloggers of 2012
100. YOU! As always, I want to leave a place on this list for ALL the awesome sex bloggers out there! So please leave a comment on Between My Sheets with your name/URL to tell us about your sexy blog!
Sunday, November 18, 2012
Nocturne
It is in the nocturne’s quiet, in its deepest, darkest shadows, that I feel you, that I sense you near, that I crave your approach, surrender willingly to your presence, to the urgency of your lust as you weave your fingers through these tousled curls and your kiss finds the perfumed arc of my neck, as your mouth pressed against my ear hotly whispers I am yours alone to keep and take, as your hands glide along my curves, as they bend me forward at the waist, as they ease me wide apart, your gaze transfixed by the aching gleam between my thighs, my body pushing back to meet you, silently pleading for the carnal, the sensual, the intensity promised in your touch, silently pleading for its annihilation, its rebirth at your hand and your hard, insatiable flesh.
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Hope's Return
But more than this, I ache today for hope’s return, for the faith, for the belief that you are out there, somewhere, waiting for me.
Sunday, November 4, 2012
Tre
Once you find me
Once your gaze settles to rest
Once you reach out to seduce
With an aching lightness
Time and space no longer exist
The distance between us closes in
And my secrets are forever yours
Once your gaze settles to rest
Once you reach out to seduce
With an aching lightness
Time and space no longer exist
The distance between us closes in
And my secrets are forever yours
~o~
To my readers, friends and lovers, to the men and women and muses, who have inspired me with pen and lens, who have encouraged the expression of my simplicity and complexity, who have opened my mind, body and heart in ways I have only dared to imagine, my heartfelt thanks and gratitude for your warmth, your affection, your enduring support and an unforgettable three years.
~Minx x
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