Origami

Love the way you open your form
Become a piece of blank paper
Ready
Invite me to mold you into a new shape
Your angles offer pleasurable possibilities
Allow me to slid into your furrow
Slide into your folds

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Kemi’s choice pt3 – interactive erotica

The thoughts rolled around in Kemi’s head. Possibilities, scenarios and images of endless pleasures began to slide over each other in Kemi’s wet thoughts. She began to think about sucking on Moses while Nia sucked on her clit. She closed her eyes and stood still letting the imaginary sensation take over her.
‘Well!? What do you think of my proposal?’ Nia’s voice shook Kemi back to reality, made her jump.
‘Er, er … er … I … er … I don’t …er ….’ Kemi was overwhelmed. Nothing had been promised, no guarantee of sex made yet she was disoriented at the thought. She stammered trying to pull together her thoughts and a coherent sentence. Nia chucked down the phone.
‘It’s no pressure, its just three people having drinks and shaking a leg. I promise I’ll be a good girl … as long as you want me to that is. You know where I am. Text me if you’re coming and I’ll come out and meet you to so your fella can get in.’ Nia hung up.

Kemi’s heart galloped in her chest, raced hard; jumped fences of logic. It raced towards her desire to have both of them; to set in motion the hopeful inevitable outcome of them fucking. Kemi turned and walked back into the club and was swallowed by the baseline of Konshens ‘Gyal a bubble’ as she stepped through the doorway. She stopped in her tracks, taken by surprised at the song. She knew 80% of her work colleagues wouldn’t be able to understand the words let alone dance to it. Shocked at how the baseline hummed in her body amplifying her tingles. Her waist wanting to break free and whine, her booty wanted to bounce and flick. Bashment always made her horny but with the offer just laid on her plate. Who was awaiting her downstairs as well as at Candy Bar made her extra horny. Nia and Moses she thought to herself … Nia AND Moses. She descended the stairs back into the sea of PWC intoxicated staff. People danced. Rocked and swayed to the music. Bumping Kemi cause her to move to the rhythm of the crowd. Her pussy was wet. As she got deeper into the partying bodies she thought about Moses and how his hardness pressed on her earlier. Konshens’ lyrics were instructing her to bubble, to whine, asking the question ‘how dis party ah look suh?’ She saw Moses leaning against a wall watching his colleagues partying and waiting for her to return. The fresh air from outside made Kemi realise how much she had had to drink but she was too horny to care. She was a horny wild cat and Moses was her pray. She snuck through the tall grass of the crowd taking her time to approach Moses with stealth. Pausing and hiding behind clusters of people as not to be seen. Focused, deliberate, her moves patient as she approached with precision. Moses was looking to his left when she was ended up by his side. She cupped his dick in her hand causing him to jump and drop his glass.
‘Shit! what the fuck?’ Moses looked at Kemi with disbelieving shock.
Kemi lips curled upwards, her eyes full of lust, her smile sinister.
‘Grab your coat, we’re leaving.’

E.R.O.T.I.C.A

acronym for EROTICA -
Enchantingly Refined Offering Teasing Imagination with Confidence & Allure

orgasmic melody

you may want to plug in your headphones or turn the volume down for this here ‘remix’

There are times…

There are times when I want you to feel the warm of my mouth on your wetness
Its faint presence
Slight movement
Feel me whisper my desires to your nib while I taste you
Make you feel my words
As I converse with your nerve endings
Taste you with gently-powerful pleasure
Fluid tongue swirls
Use my tongue and place it on the tip of your entrance
Teases you
Dip my tongue
In …
Out …
In …
Out …
In …

ventriloquist

Take me in your mouth
Use your tongue
Make me speak like you’re some kind of erotic ventriloquist
Turn me into your puppet
Command me
Give me life
Remain mute
Place your lips sealed around my form and make me speak
Throw my voice across the room
Don’t move your lips
Cause me to produce sounds from my stomach
Cast a spell on me
Tongue voodoo

I don’t want you to cum

I don’t want you to cum,
I want you to sing
Let octaves raise up out your mouth. Create a melody, an perform an ode to your release. Harmonise with the song of your nerve endings. Hum a tune of your
Set free the choir of pleasure encased in your vocal cords

I don’t want you to cum,
I want you to meditate
Mumble a mantra
Align your chakras
Ascend and go beyond yourself
Discover who you are

Kemi’s choice pt2 – interactive erotica

Kemi went to get herself a glass of water and was mulling over her options … new experience or dick (albeit unconfirmed dick). Tongue or dick? new or unconfirmed? A bird in my bush is worth more than two balls that might end up in my mouth. Kemi’s thoughts swirled around in her head and sent her off into a dream state as she walked having fantasies about her options. As she turned the corner to the staff kitchen she bumped chest to breast into Moses. She had never touched Moses and his body felt as solid as it looked and almost knocked her backwards off her feet. Moses reached for Kemi and grabbed her arm pulling her into his body so she didn’t fall over. Her clit started to stomp and kick as they stood in shock from their
body-to-body head-on collision.
‘shit! sorry Kemi. You ok?’ Moses asked
Kemi wanted to say ‘No, my pussy is hurt, can you kiss it better please?’ but decided against such blunt crudeness.
‘yeah, im fine. I should apologies I was in my own little world.’ She replied.

SEVEN – radio edit

just another remix of SEVEN