Discussion: two women? 

Here is a scenario. 

You recently met a girl and you are actually in a relationship. Let’s say her name is Melisa. So one day your girlfriends finds out that you have been seeing Mel and she doesn’t say anything and you don’t know that she knows about Mel. Then one day you are from work, or something, exhausted and all you need is your gf besides you, watching tv and just chilling basically. Then you go into your bedroom and find Mel and your girlfriend having sex. 

This is a real scenario, don’t think of it from a really sexual mindset, this is your wife and your sidechick having sex. 

What would you do? 

Discussion: virgins 

So like I have said before, when thinking of what pleases men, we think it’s playing with their bodies let them inside us and then they are pleased but due to my understanding; men are just as complicated as women are. That’s why I am starting this series of discussions so that I can understand more and also help others. I also demand brutal honesty, in this and also respect. Also if you do not agree with someone’s opinion, do remember -it’s their opinion and be respectful even if you feel like commenting on it.

 I have been contacted by some virgins both male and female, both of their worries are that women and men avoid them due to no experience. In my culture if a woman is a virgin a man normally treasures her as it shows that she respects herself but that said; it doesn’t mean every man could look at a virgin in this way. Also in my culture women always crave a much older and experienced man as they are said to be more profound and caring. In fact; my grandma taught/told me, I would experience more with an older man and they will care for me and respect me more. I can’t say I know or I have experienced such with a man because I have not been with a man older than me. 

So the question for this week’s discussion is: 

Do men like virgins? And what is their opinion about them? Please be brutally honest because this discussion will be useless if people aren’t honest. After all you are free to voice your opinions. 

Beat it up

She laid on her back and spread her legs open. So open, the glistening sight of her swollen pussy made him as hard as rock; it was painful. 

“I want you to beat it” her voice was a silk touch, caressing across his desire, erecting and mercilessly arousing. 

“Make me scream” her eyes peered up at him, held a strong contact, her eyes filled with supplication. 

“Give it some discipline” she caressed her manicured hand down her slit, teasing with her finger, only inserting her finger just a nail’s length. 

“Ram yourself inside me” she moaned licking her fingers and returning them to her pussy. His eyes vied between the protruding pink nipples or her inviting open legs. 

“That potency that you possess makes me drenching wet” her voice thinned, plead vehement and obviously in thrall to his dominance.

“Look” his eyes were spellbound and they followed two of her fingers Slowly and dextrously slipping into her pussy. The tender muscles welcomed her long fingers in a sucking sound. 

“Dive deep into me, into the slippage that will have you moaning and groaning in gratification” her words were in commas as she drew her neck back, heaving and making love to herself with her fingers, her hips moved. Grinding and swaying. 

“Fuck” she whispered “I would wrap you so tight” she emitted a kitten’s cry pinching her hard and taut nipples. “Fucking warm and all yours” she moved her fingers in and out of her in the momentum of a snail and the sight reminded made him feel as though he was yet again a virgin and if he dared to move he was going to explode. 

“Tell me this pussy is yours” she cried her eyes lustful and coquettish. 

“Mine” he growled, immensely infused in his girl’s eroticism. 

“Fuck me” she withdrew and drew her fingers to her mouth and sucked on them. 

“Brand it yours” she whispered spreading her legs ever so wide, and exposed to him.

“You are so naughty” he said.

“Then beat it up” she said slapping across her pussy “give it some discipline” she smirked coquettishly. 

In that second, he felt lucky. So lucky the gates of heaven would open for his sinful soul.

The elixir 

Empty, 

Crawling affection in my skin

Awakening is the desire to love

Spreading goosebumps on my skin

A shiver, aware of the potency in your touch 

An elixir of eroticism. 

Pacify 

The beauty of our dynamic loving 

One minute we want it rough 

One day we want it soft

Forever we want it longer 

Our passion the elixir of desire 

Prove 

There’s is no need for a hustle 

Tear my legs apart, open a mystery 

Glittering and glazed by our essence 

Flowing and sliding down the silk skin 

Lacing with affection 

An elixir of life 

On my knees 

Like your little pet, 

on all fours, hitting from the back 

The instinct to please an overwhelming ocean 

The passion to satiate our hunger, the epicentre of our eruption 

The broken bed the sign we haven’t been sweet, it’s been rough 

It’s been a rollercoaster 

Up and down, 

Dirty and raw 

Unrestricted and naughty 

Loud and sexy 

 Explosive and climatic 

An elixir of affection

If I say I want you 

I mean I want you 

To touch me 

Give me life 

Fill me up with all of you 

Let me ride you and keep you inside 

Warm and watering the passion inside 

Let it flourish and grow 

Radiate in our room

Have me crazy about you 

And you high on me 

Drunk on you 

Insane about me 

An elixir of us. 

The ordinary 

Daily prompt challenge: Ordinary

We are not ordinary 

We are not from the basic earth 

We knew that the moment our eyes burned reflecting one’s fire

An indelible connection 

Sensual Phenomenon correspondence 

The desire that could not be hindered, 

Lust that is prepossessing

An ardour that burst my libido 

Fluorescent affection that crave to be illuminated by your touch 

~

I knew we were no ordinary

With the way your touch felt like a the hand of a god 

A demeanour of a sexual prodigy 

Unleashed your talents on my body 

Left me marvelled and craving more, 

I just knew, nothing was ordinary about us 

~

Those lips on my skin felt good like a sin 

Your tongue tasted delicious like sweet poison 

Your voice spoke dirty inside my head 

You inside me felt magical like an illusion 

It left me wondering, is any of this ordinary? 

And the answer was clear, nothing like us is ever ordinary 

If it is, the world would be floating in the sky, insane and crazy. 

Craving you

I have a craving 

I crave you attention

I am craving your taste, 

The way you burst like explosions of life inside my mouth, 

Fill my mouth with the piquant masculine taste, 

At every inch of my mouth I will be glazed by your essence 

The taste that lingers on and on no matter what I eat 

A taste that distastes everything that I eat and becomes the prominent favourable taste I want

Combined with your intoxicating and prepossessing scent 

A reminence of my face slamming against your groin and you pummel your cock in my mouth. 

I have a craving, 

The taste that no sweetness to could compete with 

If you don’t empty it into my mouth, I feel empty 

I feel lifeless as though you are a god of my body 

Until you fill me tight with your manhood then I feel full 

But not full enough 

I am an alien of love and attention 

With the intention to please and be please 

I feed from you 

Your cock 

Your cum 

And your love 

So I have a craving 

Come here daddy, let me rip them jeans open 

I am an empty vessel waiting for you to fill me in tight 

I have a craving Daddy 

I am an alien with a craving for love and affection 

Fucking and sucking 

Licking and tasting 

But today I have a craving Sir 

Provide me life, please.

Vanish 

When you posses me 

 drill me 

Bang me

Spank me 

Spread me 

Thrust  into me 

Drive me 

Fuck me 

Lick me 

Kiss me 

Tie me 

Slip into me 

Touch me

Blindfold me 

Ravish me 

Flip me 

Take me from back and forth 

Up and down;

Glide into me 

Choke me 

Whip me 

Bend me over 

Sate me 

Love me 

Shall the image of another man vanish into nonexistence.

Worshiping you

Rope on my ankles 

Rope on my knees 

Hand cuffs on my wrists

Scotched away is the attention to anyone else 

Nothing could thwart this affection.

Knelt in front of you 

for I am to worship you 

I want to see you hold your manhood 

Play with it, let me watch 

See you harden each time you stroke 

Make me crave to assist you 

For I love making you feel good

Make me want to lick the little drops of your essence 

As we are addicted to each other’s taste 

Just let me watch 

Let me worship you with my eyes 

Remind you that I am yours 

As you worship me sometimes 

We are the king and the queen of our kingdom 

A kingdom built by our love 

Filled with our  inquisitive affection 

Filled with lust 

And experimental pleasure 

Just you and I

And as I watch you pleasure yourself, I become keen 

Keen to hold you in my hand 

Pleasure you 

Just like you pleasure me

But today we are on a different route 

I want you to play with yourself till you lose yourself 

All in my watch 

Spread your essence all over my chest 

Let me lick and taste you From the plate of my chest 

Read gracious gratification on your face as you watch 

Watch me glazed with all your essence 

Shining bright like a well polished diamond 

Reflecting you, the light of my life 

I am doing this because I am devoted to you 

Not just because I am a little freak you bang on the weekends 

Isn’t Erotica just written porn? 

I am not feeling well today guys so my mind isn’t functioning erotically today lol 🙂

But, one of my friends asked me this question and he is not the only one whose said that to me. Now, I Know people will have different opinions about this and that’s clearly understandable. Hence for me it feels as though people have this misconception that erotic novels and poems are simply written porn. Yes you might put it that way but that’s not the way I look at it. 

As people we are sometimes excited by the visuals in our heads as we read erotic text and there are some people who prefer visuals they are looking at. I think your imagination is more powerful that what you are looking at cause what we see isn’t always what it is. Despite our imaginations being just that, I feel as though they are more truthful to what we are and what we are like. I am the one who gets excited by my own imagination. 

It might surprise you that I don’t ever watch porn. I did once and trust me I was almost appalled, it didn’t excite me at all. I was perhaps 15 or 16 and really it never excited me. But the erotic novels and poems and stories, that is something that I like because I feel as though it is more beautiful that porn. The scenery, emotions and the story between the characters or people that we read is what appeals to me more than the pretence in porn. 
Maybe it’s because I know there is no much truth in pornography but sometimes there isn’t much truth within erotica. But knowing someone’s imagination is as beautiful, hot and sexy like that is something to enjoy.

 What I think is that the two aren’t so different, but the other is more beautiful than lusty whereas the other is just plain lusty to me. 

Erotica contains emotions, even if it’s written in terms of plain fucking you can empathise with the characters or even the people involved in it. I am a person who enjoys reading something that has some emotions and I think sex without emotions is plain and boring. Which is porn. Knowing that those poeple are just doing it for the fun of people to watch really doesn’t entertain me. It just feels plain boring and too exaggerated and as much as I am an erotic writer I feel like people shouldn’t really say we are just writing porn. What we write is more beautiful than what pornography shows. It’s more valuable and more close to reality than porn. 

What we write is the food for our brains and it nonetheless looks better in our imaginations. 

And I understand that some people might have different views about this and I am just stating mine. Erotica isn’t written porn. It’s far more beautiful to be classified as that. Again that how it looks to me.