CRAVINGS |
by monica chavis aka Erotiklixx |
Intimate portraits of our seductive sex play engrosses my mind, silently I drift off into deep fantasy. I have a craving, it burns deep within my soul, a need ... a want .... a desire. I crave you. Your smell, your touch, your taste. Even if just once could I feel the ripple of your muscle, veins engorged with blood, the pounding, grinding, sweating ... the mix of our bodies, the aroma of our sex. You see, I have this craving. It begins deep within my soul ... urging, causing me .... to do that naughty thing. How can I feed this craving ... when your nowhere near? ... My imagination allows me, gives me the capability ... I can have you and will have you ... throughout the day, throughout the night ... dusk until dawn ... I will again and again feel the strength of your back bone, the thrust of your hips, inhale and exhale moans of pleasure, sighs of ecstasy and thrill. I will kiss you gently ... the softness of my lips against yours ... tongues caressing each other .... bodies weak after the long anticipation of being completed by orgasm. My craving fulfilled. |
you may think I'm naughty ... By Monica Chavis Aka Erotiklixx |
You may think I'm naughty but ... understand I'm just being me. Can't a sista crave the touch of a brotha ... skin chocolate ... smooth ... strong? Can't I build upon this desire for you? Can't I imagine you ... within these arms? between these thick, caramel thighs? I don't mean anybody no harm .... I just want to express to you ... my attraction my reaction ... whenever you come around. Standing there as if you didn't have a clue ... a clue ... of what I'm feeling for you. My body ... deeply aroused by the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you look upon me ... That heat resurfaces ... everytime that you come around, Damn! how I want you. I .... would do any and everything for you ... my brotha! Let me be your Nubian Queen serving you all of those things that you need. Forgive me, If this sista is coming on a little too strong .... but these caring ... loving ... delicate feelings have been growing for oh so long. Wanting to care for you and love you, well into the future to bear and nurture our love child ... Can you see yourself with me? Maybe? Perhaps? or even possibly? That choice I leave solely up to you I'll stand here ... patiently, quietly, and eagerly waiting for you. You may think I'm naughty for the things that I write, the things that I want, the things that I always seem to be thinking of .... understand that all that I write is true ... but also know ... when I'm writing The one in mind ... is no other than you! Do you feel me? |