EleCtrIfiEd

you poured your scented wax on me
stamped it with your love
burned me, tore the seal
shouting to not be enough

tranquilized in your jazz
my electrified sensitive cells
impetus of your raging sweat
lifted my core for your arrest

the piquant pleasure
of your melting velvety shaft
indulgence in this coherence
inscribing love to be a beautiful art

by
Kritika
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*Painting Credit: https://www.artranked.com/topic/Love+Making#&gid=1&pid=4

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Midnight

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Pouncing on the moistness of my tongue with the sound of the clashing teeth reverberating down my manhood, sending shivers, which was in her hands. The supple body pressed on mine, melting like hot chocolate with the wildness of the kisses, captivating my mind to be her submissive. Desperate in returning the favour of her fervor, I grabbed her luscious waist to bring it under me but her strength left me aghast.

Her twinkling eyes had a different shade each time she paused in satisfaction and her glossy lips touching me felt love, as if I finally achieved what I long desired, ignoring every thought of her eyes. Like a cannibal, her fondling with my prick gave me the high to explore her beauty. Reaching for her velvety rose petals, the groan with a pout gave me the power to rule over her. Widening them, I dipped my finger inside the lava which was waiting for my frivolous tongue. I wanted to care for her, explore her body, love her each day but this thought vanished when my eyes widened at what I saw.

Few minutes left to midnight and her eyes were cold ice. I was astonished at her deadly glance but did not want to leave her. She insisted me to run right away but I stayed. The clock struck 12 and she completely turned into a human bat. The pain in her eyes had a story unknown to others and my story began just after she bit my neck.


Part 2: The End
A Short Story by Kritika


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Losing

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dip your finger
in my melting chocolate
taste it to set me free
lick it from bottom to top
top to bottom a painful glee
feeling no more than lost
clutching the teeth tight
biting lips, your finger tips
I am ready to loose this fight.

by
Kritika


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