Mimi - Mona Poetry rocking of the edge of erotic: When Eve Knew Adam

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©When Eve Knew Adam, A Modern-Day Version

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Mimi Wolske - Mona Arizona™

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The wreathing scent of your

Feral lust flares my nostrils;

Beyond the overwhelming craving

Of that first taste of you

When you capture and devour

My mouth with yours…

Passionately returning it,

I silently grant you

laisser libre cours (free rein).

I’m possessed by the first

Of many, long rapturous moments,

Enthralled by migrating hands and lips.

Strong hands gently cup my cheeks;

Intense, your gaze holds mine

Before you lower your mouth

To brush tender kisses across my lips.

Releasing a breath too long held,

You take it as your own, exchanges it,

Breathe your breath of passion into me.

Transported by emotion,

My arms circle your waist;

Your hands fall to my nape, the back of my head,

To angle it and draw me closer

And increase the intensity of caressing lips.

The kiss is unlike any you’ve ever given me.

A full-blown sex act,

A hungry devouring of my lips and tongue

As you pull me closer and

Intoxicate me with the white-hot heat of your kiss.

No allowances, no excuses for the hunger

That begins to sizzle and burn;

No permission asked as you lift me,

Turn, and sit in the chair;

No questions from my eyes answered

As you pull me over you until

I’m straddling your lap.

The sensitive mound of my sex presses

Against the hard wedge

Of your cock strained beneath me.

Pure unadulterated lust with a little,

Old-fashion dominance thrown in…

Well, maybe more than a little.

This is complete dominance.

My ass cheeks flex in your palms

As you cup them, pulling me closer,

Grinding me against the throbbing

Flesh between my thighs and sending my

Clit into a complete overload of sensations.

The little bud swells instantly,

Coming to full, blazing,

Aching life and demanding satisfaction.

Beneath my hands, your bare chest rises

And falls swiftly as your lips slant across mine,

Your tongue strokes mine as my

Fingers thread through your hair

And hold on for the ride.

My thighs tighten on yours at the feel

Of your palms beneath the hem of my

Gown, pulling it up and

Sliding it from my body only to discard it.

Your attack on my senses doesn’t pause.

You know exactly what your want

And how to attain it. You’re

Definitely attaining it now.

Your lips draw back from mine as your hands

Move to my shoulders, bracing me as

Your lips move, heading swiftly to my breasts.

Tremors shake my body as pleasure

Begins to suffuse it.

Like a flame beneath my skin, consuming

My entire body…shards of sensation

Begin to sizzle and electrify.

The velvety feel of your lips

Moving over the curve

Of one breast has me shaking.

Fingers of electric impulse shoot straight

To my womb, clenching it in need, and

Dragging a cry from my throat as

Your tongue strokes over one nipple

Enticingly.

“I could devour you.” Your voice

Is a growl of pure hunger.

“Every time I touch you, it’s like

Being burned with pleasure.”

My vagina clenches in hungry need.

I swear my nipples tighten further.

“Then devour me,” I whisper,

The ache in my voice unmistakable

As I watch your lips poise over

My nipple, your face dark with lust,

With need.

Your lips quirk before you bestow

A suckling kiss on the sensitive

Tip of my breast, causing me to

Catch my breath in excitement.

“You like the pleasure, don’t you, babe?”

The stroke of your hands down my

Spine to the upper curve of my buttocks

Has me inhaling in anticipation.

Of course, he doesn’t miss the reaction,

I think in dazed excitement.

Your fingers begin to play there,

Drawing circles; the blunt tips of your nails

Rake my skin and I shutter in reaction.

“I’m going to take you right here,”

You promise. “I’m going to drive my

Cock up that sweet pussy while

My fingers play in other ways.”

I cry out in sensory overload;

You choose this moment to cover

My nipple with your lips, your teeth

Rasping it gently, your tongue

Stoking and laving, then sucking

The tender bud into your mouth,

Drawing on it with heated destruction.

I lose the ability to process thought.

Unable to retain even a semblance

Of control where my responses to you

Are concerned, because each touch has

Adrenaline racing through my bloodstream.

Fingers dig into your shoulders

As you suck at first one,

Then the other, drawing it into your mouth,

Laving it with your tongue,

Setting fire to my womb with each draw of your mouth.

Anticipation begins to thunder in my head

As I feel your fingers move

Between my thighs.

I thought you would release the heated

Length of your erection,

Thought you would take me now,

Ease the burning pain for your possession.

Instead, your fingers cup

Between my thighs as your head pulls back,

Your lips releasing my nipple

As you stare down at me.

Your fingers stroke inside the slick,

Soaked folds of my flesh, glide through

The moisture, ease back, flick

Over the hungry opening, then stroke

Against my clit with near

Devastating results.

“How sweet and hot,” you croon.

“You make a man want to burn inside of you.”

Burn, burn, I chant silently,

My hips moving as if on their own,

Pressing against your fingers and

Demanding more.

“Is this what you want, babe?”

One finger presses high

And hard inside of me,

Filling me with a sudden fiery

Ecstasy that has my back arching,

Your name falls from my lips.

Oh, God, this is what I wanted;

What I want and what I need.

The rasp of your finger against tender,

Sensitive nerve endings is nearly

More than I can bear as the feeling

Of electricity surges insides of me,

Burning me.

“Ahhh, you do want that,” your voice rasps,

Approval and hunger thickening your tone.

“Do you want more?”

You give me more; a second

Finger joins the first, stretching me,

Burning me with sensations; I gasp; my

Hips grind down on the penetration.

Your thumb strokes around

My clit, an intense friction that has me

Hovering on the edge of release.

Surging, white-hot fingers attacking

Nerve endings, sizzling through my

Clit, my vagina, screaming in silent demand

At the feel of your fingers stretching me apart.

Perspiration dampens my flesh as

The heat surging through my body

Begins to consume me…I can’t hold back

My response; I don’t want to hold it back.

I want to lose myself in you, in the pleasure.

Forcing my lashes open,

I stare back at you, my body jerking

At each surge of pleasure rocking through me,

Each thrust of your fingers inside my body.

“I love what you do to me,”

I whisper breathlessly.

Your expression tightens, your fingers

Reach higher inside of me,

Where you pause, stroke and force

A cry from my lips at the

Incredible sensations

Raging through me.

“There, my sexy lady,”

You groan and the hand that grips the side

Of my rear moves until your fingers

Slide into the narrow crease.

“There you go; just let it feel good.”

All kinds of good.

I shudder as the hand at my ass

Changes course, moves, and seconds

Later I feel the hard, naked length

Of your cock pressing against my

Thigh; your fingers slide free and

You moan, “Come here, babe.”

One hand grips my thigh, the other

The hard length of your erection

As you tuck it against the

Entrance of my body.

“Ride me; take me, babe, however

You need me.”  However I need you?

I need all of you, wild and uncontrolled,

All the pleasure you can give, and relishing it.

Lowering myself, I feel my lashes flutter

Uncontrollably at the first, fiery,

Stretching entrance as your engorged crest

Pushes inside, caressing with exquisite force.

I move on you slowly,

Taking you by increments, watching your face.

The way your eyes narrow, the flush

That brackets your cheekbones, the harsh,

Tight lines your expression morphs into.

Savage hunger glitters in your eyes and

Tightens your face just as IT

Begins to roil through my system.

I am wanton…hungry for you.

Rocking against you, pressing down,

Lifting, slow and easy I take every

Hard, heavily veined inch of your cock.

A shudder of something

Beyond pleasure races through me.

I’ve never known anything like this.

Like controlling the strength and the power

Of the man beneath me, taking you,

Moving against you for my own

Pleasure, and watching the pleasure

As it fills your face as well. It makes

Me want more. It makes me want to

See if your face tightens further, if

Pleasure can darken your eyes more.

I rock against you again and again.

Your finger slides to the rounded

Flesh of my rear, parts the cheeks

Before sliding inward, meeting the

Shallow cleft that parst the sensitive globes.

My eyes close; color ricochets behind my lids

As I feel your fingers rasp against the delicate

Opening you find there before they dip to the

Point where our bodies are locked together.

I want to move, need to move, but as your fingers

Caress the edges of my stretched opening, I can only

Feel and I let the pleasure wash over me as you

Draw the heavy, slick moisture back.

When your fingers move back

Once more, I lift, my inner muscles tightening

Convulsively on your cock as the

Friction heats me further. When I slide down

Once more, I feel your finger rub against my rear opening,

Feel it tuck gently against me, using the downward

Pressure of my body to penetrate just enough to

Warn me of your intentions.

My eyes flare open as

I freeze when you stroke hidden little

nerve endings that have known

No touch but yours.

“Do I stop?” you ask,

Your voice low, rasping deeper than normal as

You pull back and exit, only to draw more of

The moisture that eases from my vagina back

To that sensitive area.  I lift again.

You finger tucks back into place.

Do I dare? Can I dare?

Just before I close my eyes, biting my lips, and

Slowly lower myself once again, I see you

Grit your teeth.  Are you fighting that ache from feeling

My pussy ripple around you in near orgasm.

Does this particular innocence mark my expression?

Despite the eroticism of this act,

Can you see that my innocence is still there?

Despite the fact I slowly, hesitantly, take

Your finger up my ass, your dick up my pussy

Like a wanton, do I drive you insane with pleasure?

How do you manage to hold on? Can’t you feel my

Tighter inner muscles gripping your finger? I can feel

You there, everywhere, driving me closer to release.

Is it an agony of pleasure for you as it is for me?

Don’t sharp shards of sensation race

Up and down your spine as they do mine?

Can you feel sensations coalescing in your balls?

Your free hand grips my hip,

I sense your head fall to the chair’s back and

I move faster, stronger, my body undulating

Against you, rising and falling, my back

Arched, loving the feel of your body.

Needing it.

Craving it.

Do you crave mine as well?

I feel my face flush, my swollen breasts with

Nipples so hard I know they look like berries.

“There you go, babe,” you groan. “Fuck me;

Hard and fast sexy lady. Fuck me.”

I feel your cock tighten, pulse.

You grip my hip tighter, mover harder beneath

Me; faster, do you feel my muscles clench around your hard

Dick as well as your finger, milking me?

I’m so close. My hands grip your shoulders as

Tiny little cries fall from my lips and my

Tight, hard nipples brush against your chest.

“Oh, God!” I cry, tightening further and begin to shudder.

“Give it to me. Come for me,” you repeat and then call my name.

I need nothing more.

I explode.

You wrap your arms around me, hold me close, and power inside me.

Do I imagine your breathing changes

When you’re coming?

Warm and heavy and growing faster?

My own ragged breath

Draws through the arid cave

Of my mouth only to

Rapidly rush away

As an audible cry or moan.

How can I separate me from you,

From what I need this to be, from the

Euphony coursing in my ear?

Wits whirling, only the sense of touch exists.

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