The Eroticnoire – 50 Shades contract/the Dom & the Sub

for those that may have heard of that book called 50 Shades of Grey and the BDSM theme I’ve decided to come up with my own contract.
here it is:
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bottled up

sometimes …
sometimes I wish I could bottle up our sex
put it in a container
so I can have small portions of it throughout the day
take a sip on the train on the way to work
have a mouthful in my 3 hour long meeting
wash down my lunch with it served in a tall glass of ice
sip it through a straw on the way home from another 9-5 mundane day
then when I get home
refill my bottle with the freshly squeezed juices of our late evening sex
so I can carry it with me the next day

the release …

its the release…
the eyes rolling backwards
mentally overwhelming
turning body rigid
vocally expressive
heart pounding
full body convulsions
head spinning
senses clashing
empowering submission
whirlwind of calm
forget the world
toe curling
you give me
that keeps me coming back for more


Ride me ..
Ride me in slow time motion
Take in my circumference
Let me slip the letter of my passion into your envelope
Stamp it and send you first class recorded delivery to PO Box O Continue reading

call me selfish

Call me selfish

Cause all I wanna do is please you
Have you feel the knot of tension fade away as we kiss
have you feel my tongue slow walk across bodylandscape
Wonder along the meadow of your neck
Ramble down your chest
Explore the rise and falling hills of your breast
Stroll across the flat planes of your stomach
Before it walks slowly down into the valley of your thighs Continue reading

let me take you out

Let me take you out
Take you to a 5 star place of culinary lyrical delights
The ambient lighting of soft tones lights the room
Slow melodies of soul songs come in the form of relaxed poetic flow
The menu Continue reading

late night love pt1

Late night silence blankets our room
The faint glow of our bedside lamp creates on warm halo of light by our bed
Moonlight silently cascades through our window
All is tranquil
Wrapped in sleeping spoon shapes
Human origami
We fold into each other
My chest against your back
Knees folded onto the hollow of yours
you stir
press your back against me
Crumbled sheets
A sea of white linen waves
Skin soft flint sparks the midnight flame of half awake passion
Body to body contact generates heat Continue reading

In that moment

In that moment of release

The pinnacle of tension

That point of internal explosion

Time stands still

I become paralyzed


Suffocated by confusion

Smothered in a think layer of submission

I am reduced to the one sensation of feeling

My brain is coloured in a spectrum of urgently violent passive surrender

I expel an ocean of sound

A rainstorm of thunderous frequency

Reduced to four letter expletive

And blasphemous praise

I spin



And become static all in one


Move me

Staccato co-ordination

I endure this each time

You make me cum