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Dousing the fire of lust

Our lips gently stroke each other,

before kissing passionately putting all boundary to rest.

She thrust her sexy leg on my chest,

pushing her bosom forward.

A dash of adrenaline seeps through my body as she untied her blouse,

twisting her lip and biting my ear.

Caressing her naked body from top to toe,

I zero on her navel, kissing her voraciously.

Her lusty eyes invite me to make love to her in the fire of passion.

Nothing on earth could douse the passion as we explore zones that one wouldn’t dare to go.

We are burning in hell, satisfying each other’s carnal desires and biting each other in full swing.

I dreamed of making love to her, drawing me to her like magnet.

Getting into each other and enjoying the spasm of painful desire is heavenly bliss.

Lying naked on the bed, our fingers tweaked into each,

as the hearts reflects on the fulfillment of our desires.

We made love as if its doomsday.

Soon, our love-making session became a routine,

our body craved for each other.

There shall be no love between each other,

but elements of fire and lust.

Exploring each other, kissing and becoming one in the heat of passion.

The scent of our bodies gravel towards the mystery of human emotion we couldn’t control.

Our end neared but we couldn’t see the destruction.

It was our moment of hell.

With Love





Work-in-progress, seeker and bundle of contradictions. Stubborn and Refusal to grow up and constantly in search of myself, I blurt it out on my space. Drop in and share some love. Indian by choice.

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