La Petite Mort

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This is my first submission after being a silent member for years, so please be gentle! :)

Skin to skin we dance
Breast on breast
Hard nipples rasping
over hard nipples

Tongue twirling with tongue
Clit stroking on clit
Lips sliding on wet lips
A love equal and free
as it was meant to be

Our breaths quicken
hearts racing
Moans amplifying
Losing sanity
without looking back

Fingers, tongue, clit
all becoming one
Touching, probing, licking
A delicious blur
of skin, nectar and aroma

Lost in throes
befitting of sappho herself
Clamouring towards the light
Crashing and soaring
towards la petite mort

-Skymulan © 2009

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AnonymousAnonymousover 6 years ago
La Petit Mort

I especially enjoyed the last two stanzas.

AndreaDayleAndreaDayleover 10 years ago

Beautiful and sexy! Thank you for sharing

AnonymousAnonymousover 10 years ago
damn baby!!!

died all over again ... just a little bit ;)

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