sounds like pt1

I love how she moans
It vibrates
Deep
Subterranean
Sounds like soil
Dirty
Gritty
Earthy
Grown from the topography of her pleasure

Her moans sound like meditation
Hums
Originating from deep breathing
Focused deliberation
Centred frequency
Generated from an alignment of her chakras
An attainment of raging calm contemplation

Her moans sound like thunder
A rain storm
Precipitation of released wetness based tension
It’s dark
Foreboding
An ominous threat of mother earth rage
Clouds of lust full with freedom

Her moans sound like poetry
Elegant incomprehensible verbs
Fluent with passionate vexation
Articulate delicate surrender
Its moving
Filled with emotion
Thought
It sounds like
truth
Raw & honest

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Circles

I want to create circles
Use my tongue and have it orbit your nib
Whirl around the ring of your entrance
Taste you until your waters spiral
Draw loops
Until your eyes spin
Trace hoops over your rose bud
Cause your head to rotate
Coil my lips around your pearl
Make your hips rotate
Cause your waistline to gyrate
Outline spherical shapes
Move my tongue in globular motion
Halo shape
Until you begin to ascend to heave
Cause your heart to swirl
Have your blood spin
Your head loop
Breath coil
Diaphragm whirl
You become a cyclone of tension
And your body unravels
I want to create circles

Eroticnoire’s new character – the diary of a male protagonist. who would you pick?

So, I’ve been thinking..

I’ve written a few stories now that are told from the female perspective – DeeDee Walker, Eva, Kemi, Tannisha etc. and I think its time to introduce a male protagonist; the question is which one?

This is where you can help create the next series or ‘diaries’ from Mr E. simply vote for your favorite male character and then sit back and watch their stories come to life. voting ends on 31st July.

you’ve got eight choices
Chinedu Ajuru – tongueologist
Dexter Clarke – Mr 3D
Glenmore Michaels – third leg
Bola Isaiah Green – Mr PDA
Adrian Adams – 4th emergency service/body party
Femi – coffee, cake and kink
Moses – kemi’s choices
Marcus – Eva’s submission

Moments: 19.7.17 – 4:22pm: summer showers

Sun smiles bright
Adorns us with heat
Nourishes
Rejuvenates melanin
We lay in long grass
Submerged in its fingers
Listen to nature
Accentuate with candy floss sounds of distant laughter
Cloudless firmament spans over head
Arms of the sky open wide
Welcomes us
Heat prickles our skin
We are parched
Humidity smothers us
We are deep in silent dialogue
Fingertips converse with mahogany skin
Touches on topics of sensitive areas
Causes axons to giggle
I tell you of my dehydration
You smile
Bit your bottom lip
Legs open like the horizon
The sun fans itself
Feather breeze pauses
Catches its breath
Lick lips
Take a sip
Slow
Gentle
Quench my longing
Your waters fall
Back arched
Summer showers
You create a rainbow on my tongue
My tongue dances in your rain
The sky jealous of the beauty we create

FreestyleFriday – 5 word erotic writing challenge

I haven’t done it in a while so it’s here once again … Freestyle Friday.

You know the rules. submit any 5 words of your choice (the more random and non-sex related the better) and i’ll create a poem from your words. leave them in the comments box below. Lets have some fun.

*NOTE: its only limited to the first 8 submissions.
Remember to click the ‘Notify me of follow-up comments via email’ box so you can see when I’ve posted up your poem.

Mr E

More than / farmer

I don’t want to make you tingle
I want to give you more than simple epidermis giggles
I want to nourish them from the earth of your nerve endings

I don’t want to make you moan
I want to give you more than simple vowel sounding audible expressions
I want to harvest them from inside your vocal cords

I don’t want to make you wet Continue reading

Fingers (his words)

Fingers – written by Eroticnoire

His words caress her
paint images between her thighs
Imagination unfolds
Blooms
As does her woman petals
She sits on her bed
Legs open
She is a book
Legs are pages
His words written in her mind
On the lines of her wetness Continue reading

Eva Okah’s story: submission pt2

It was just gone passed midday and Eva was working from home on her next show. The last few days had been unusually hot for UK summer and she loved it. She waltzed around the house in her oversized t-shirt floating between her bedroom, the kitchen and the living room. The episode of last night echoed in Eva’s mind. She tried to work out how and why she was so turned on by it all. Her mind, her logic was shouting at her to fix up and not allow, in essence a stranger, control her like Marcus did. However, her body, was a live with the pleasure of being dominated, being controlled the way Marcus controlled her. It was a clash of mind and body and right now her body was way out in the lead in the race of indulgent pleasures. Her pussy was still tingling and begging to be touched, pleading for release. It’s a good thing she was working from home because Marcus had left her hornier than a nymphomaniac on Viagra. Her t-shirt would brush against her nipples as she moved around the house making her wet. Continue reading

It’s the way you …

It is the way you make me cum
Apocalyptic
Body and mind in an Armageddon battle
Cause me to freeze
Implode
Offer me salvation in this lustful sin
Make me stand of the roof of heaven and roar thunder
Shred vocal cords
Make decibel vibrations grate against them
Muscles contract
Become unyielding
Surrender to the delicate power of your lady muscle Continue reading

church (sunday evening service)

Our church
It is on the 11th floor
Our Sunday service starts when we check in
We meet in the sanctuary of these four walls
I am your pastor
Your senses are my congregation
We worship
Give thanks
Our moans are loud proclamation Continue reading