ahalfheartedaccountonsad:

I just wanna love you,
And hug you,
And kiss you,
And fuck you,
And hold your hand.

(via poetryslutsunited)

lilrowboat:

melting moans seem to move the curtains

moon light kisses your lips

and the room breathes 

the echos of energy

the bud blooms

on liquid love

humming 

licks

(via poetryslutsunited)

erosart:

Juarez Machado

terbywonder:

fun

(via pictor-mulier)

pictor-mulier:

PARA NO QUEMARME EL CULO
Pictor Mulier
Acrílico sobre tablero DM 3 mm
61 x 81 cm

http://www.onlyeroticart.com/artistas/pictor-mulier.html

thoughtsunrehearsed:

a small spurt
I’m rewarded
from the tip of your velvety hardness
I take my time
savoring your own brand of saltiness
letting my tongue memorize
every curve, every line
engraining the exact length
relishing in how it pulses

(via poetryslutsunited)

greenehouserevolution:

Hope Gangloff

(via pictor-mulier)

outofherhead:

make me moan your name,
and I’ll make it worth your effort,
give me something —
let me know that my 
hard work is not in vain
that I possess the secrets,
to unimaginable pleasures,
and I shall reward you
in ways you never dreamed possible.

(via poetryslutsunited)

ayetheangelking:

zuhriamira:

When sex becomes a production or performance that is when it loses its value. Be mutual. Be loud. Be clumsy. Make noises, be quiet, and make a mess. Bite, scratch, push, pull, hold, thrust. Remove pressure from the moment. Love the moment. Embrace it. Enjoy your body; enjoy your partners’ body. Produce sweat, be natural, entice your senses, give into pleasure. Bump heads, miss when you kiss, laugh when it happens. Speak words, speak with your body, speak to their soul. Touch their skin, kiss their goose bumps, and play with their hair. Scream, beg, whimper, sigh, let your toes curl, lose yourself. Chase your breath; keep the lights on, watch their eyes when they explode. Forget worrying about extra skin, sizes of parts and things that are meaningless. Save the expectations, take each second as it comes. Smear your make up, mess up your hair, rid your masculinity, and lose your ego. Detonate together, collapse together, and melt into each other.

Man..

(via truthsearum)

dazzledent:

28 - 20120212 L’invitation by Apollonia Saintclair. 

(via truthsearum)