Flesh and Flow. Moments and Memories with my Lover.

I spent the night with my lover a couple of weeks back. I love writing to her after our meet ups.

It can take me a while to get the tone right, sit with it, feel into my body, then send it to her as erotic poetry.

There’s something about that…. Afterglow.

It’s magical, beautiful, full of lust that lingers in the body as memory.

Here it is, I hope you like it:

I arrive.

Park.

Grab my napsack.

She catches my eye through the window, we smile, there’s a… knowing look.

We embrace on the steps.

Soft… Familiar.

We move inside.

She asks how my trip was, if I need things. I laugh.

We kiss…

that warm pulse comes quickly, again, beneath the distance.

I reflect on the effort we make

to… bring it for each other.

We arrive in the bedroom

we can’t stop kissing.

It’s like a memory

of what our bodies can’t forget.

It lives in you.

I press against her

feel her firmness under me

my cock hardening slowly

like it knows her rhythm.

There’s something about her size

how small she is

how sexy she is

how she she is.

Muscles wrapped in softness.

Vibrant, attentive, yearning…

She always surprises me.

We move to the lounge room.

We sit on the couch.

Talk dinner.

Touch hands.

She pulls the back of my hair

that grip

that glance she gives me

that glance that says

I feel you

I want you.

I move her onto my lap

We check in.

Life. Marriage. Feelings…

Just being.

She tells me she feels secure

not possessed

not owned

but held.

Free to feel other lovers

And the safety of… this

This co-created space.

That’s what we are.

A container

Our container.

We eat… Laugh… Strip.

We… choose naked.

It’s just easier.

We joke.

Skin on skin.

Hands. Kissing. Tongues.

She moves my cock to her clit.

I lick my finger

glide across her

watch her melt.

Oh fuck yeah…

she moans

I love it when you clit fuck me.

I feel her getting wetter.

I glide inside her

slow…

soft…

Not all at once.

steady…

We move…

Together.

Hands gripping.

Bodies aching.

Muscles flexing.

She grabs for my ring.

That turns her on.

Knowing I’m married

but here

with her.

She whispers… fuck me

and I do.

She grips me inside.

Softly at first.

then Harder… Tighter.

I lose myself.

She pulls me in…

with her words

her eyes

her body… We kiss.

We fuck.

We hold.

We breathe.

We talk…

We kiss again.

More kissing.

Always more.

She worships my cock.

She takes me in her mouth

Licks me… from base to tip

Spits on me…

Then squeezes my shaft.

We’re tired.

Later. 3am.

I’m hard again.

I tease her breast.

She warns me

If you keep stroking me

it’s going to get dangerous.

So we do…

Dangerously…

She rides me.

Fucks me.

Fills herself with me…

Melts me.

We drift.

Wake at 7.

Still kissing.

She slides down

gets me hard.

Rides me again.

Deep. Yearning. Beautiful.

Coffee.

Smiles.

Sheets stripped.

A kiss before parting.

Always kissing.

I drive.

Full…

Fucked…

Loved…

Feeling… alive.