Dec 07 2012

After

Category: PoetryRenee @ 12:00

coffee colored kisses

kept
melted

in minute moments
in this mug

that linger lately on our lips

as shallow sighs
meet soul-filled sheets

and boundaries
begin

to bend

this calm caress
exhausted now
yet somehow still
expressed

beneath the begging
banter bringing
undisguised desire

comes caffeine’s
desperate
carelessness
where vows are verified

with liquid laughter
languishing
in undone
drying
drips


Nov 19 2012

Long Goodnight

Category: Dominance & submission,QuickiesRenee @ 19:52

He pulled her against his chest and wrapped his arms around her securely. He stroked her hair slowly as it slipped through his fingers and fell, tickling her bare back. Shivering, she kissed slowly across his chest, tasting the salt on his skin and inhaling his spicy-sweet scent.

“I love you,” he whispered through a kiss to her forehead. “You know that right?”

A soft sigh and a nod was all she could manage, as he wrapped a few strands of hair around his fingers, tugging gently to test his hold.

“Do you trust me?” He pulled her head back so her eyes met his and she could see the flood of adoration in them.

“Of course,” she answered with no hesitation or uncertainty.

“Good.” He yanked her head back roughly and kissed her hard, his tongue probing and his teeth catching her bottom lip. She yelped in surprise.

“No safe words then.” He growled, grabbed her by the throat, and held her gaze. His eyes now held a challenge and she could only accept.

He pushed her backwards and she stumbled onto the bed, barely catching her breath before his teeth found her right nipple and clamped hard. Pain shot through her, a direct line of electric through her body and she was instantly wet.

Continuing to hold her down by her neck, he bit the left even harder. She writhed under him, and he tightened his grip, just enough to stop her from struggling and make her gasp for air.

“You are mine.”

She could only stare in desperation as he climbed on top of her, pinning her to the bed with his full weight and pulling her wrists together to press them into the bed above her head.

His cock pushed its way between her lips, forcing her jaw open. She knew better than to fight. He shoved his way to the back of her throat and she sucked harder the deeper he pushed.

“This is only the beginning,” he chuckled as she gagged, gasping for air. “Hope you’re ready for a long goodnight, little one.”


Oct 24 2012

Forgetting

Category: Fiction,QuickiesRenee @ 09:00

“Just hold me until we both forget.” She nuzzled into his chest and sighed.

He pulled her close and played with her hair.

“Forget what?” he whispered and she smiled.


Oct 21 2012

Beautiful Torture

Category: PoetryRenee @ 20:19

We’re here
where we belong
in seconds building
all alone
your eyes meet mine
and hold me there
no more than this
in a moment undefined
as breathing shallows
and longing shines
laced in adoration
from the windows
to your heart
I need this
and you do too
and all I can take
is one small second
before I breathe
“Don’t look at me
like that.”


Aug 02 2012

Vanilla

Category: Fiction,QuickiesRenee @ 18:42

 

“Vanilla, please.”

“Really?” He looked at her in disbelief. “Forty-nine flavors and you choose vanilla?”

“Vanilla is a good compliment flavor – to almost anything.” She winked at him and giggled at his blank expression. “Trust me on this.”

He shook his head, placing change on the counter, and waited patiently while the ice cream was scooped into the cone.

Hand in hand, they strolled through the park, sharing the cold, sweet cone and stealing little glances. As they stepped into the grove of trees, she pulled him close, only partially hidden by leaves and branches. The cone smashed between them, the white drops trickled down her tanned skin into the valley between her breasts. His eyes couldn’t help but follow and she giggled.

“Sweet and salty,” she ran a finger though the mess on her chest and sucked it slowly, eyeing him seductively. What had been a temperate summer day suddenly seemed stiflingly hot and his collar seemed to strangle him.

He clawed his shirt off and she ran her fingers over his chest, smearing him with cold, sticky cream. She followed her fingers with tiny kisses and licks, her hot tongue sending warm chills through his body.

“Mmmmmm…” She murmured against his skin and he nearly melted. “Here, taste.”

She stood and bit at his lip, and his tongue searched for the ice cream on hers, before setting to clean her off as well. As the sweet vanilla mixed with the salty taste of her skin, he heard her sigh in contentment.

Pushing aside the top of her deep V-neck T-shirt, he licked slowly at the skin underneath, before working his way down to a nipple to bite and tease it with his tongue. She gasped and tangled her fingers in his hair, and he felt his cock press against her in response.

“Delicious…” he murmured and nipped at her again before moving to the other side. “You were right. Perfect combination.”

She pushed him down to the ground and pulled her skirt up to straddle him. He reached between her legs to discover her pussy was soft and warm and wet… and not at all obscured by fabric.

“Naughty girl.” He teased. She giggled again and quickly unbuckled his belt and freed his now stiff cock.

She slid on top of him and he groaned as he pushed up into her. She rocked and slid up and down and he couldn’t stop himself from coming quickly. He stifling his grunts to keep himself from alerting the attention of everyone in the park. He collapsed backward as the last drops escaped and she stretched on top of him, arms crossed under her chin.

“You’re welcome,” she grinned.

“I’ll pay you back in the pool,” he promised. “We’re gonna need a swim after that.”

“Deal,” she laughed.

“By the way, I think I have a new favorite flavor.” He winked and kissed her on the lips again, tasting the last remnants of salted, sweet vanilla.

 


May 07 2012

Afterglow

Category: Bisexuality,Fiction,Polyamory,QuickiesRenee @ 20:49

The afterglow still burned strong as we lounged on the bed. Absently, I fingered the dark hair fanned across my lap. It was damp with sweat and my fingers held her musky scent.

She sighed sleepily, and I bent to kiss her, tasting hints of myself on her lips.

“Mmmmmm…” I murmured against her.

She giggled and pulled me down beside her, and that’s where we were, tangled together, when he walked in the room.

We eyed each other mischievously, and then pounced. I fumbled at his belt buckle, kissing him through the denim as I worked, while she attacked his mouth and neck, caressing his chest as she pulled his shirt up over his head. We had him naked before he had time to realize we were even there.

His groans spurred us on and I kissed up his belly and his chest until I got to his mouth, where she was already lip-locked with him. I joined in a three-way kiss, and whimpered softly as I felt the tiny sting of her fingers pinching my right nipple.

With one hand stroking his cock, I continued showering tiny kisses on him and then turned to her, trailing kisses across her breasts and slowly biting her nipples. The answering moans from both of them made me drop to my knees.

In the middle of what was still a very passionate kiss for the two of them, I began to tease her sex as well. I knelt there, pleasuring them both, biting at her clit and kissing his balls in turn.

His hand was in my hair, and I felt her drop beside me. She took my face in her hands and pulled me toward her, and I saw that he had her by the hair as well. We kissed, her tongue dancing with mine and our moans mingling with one another to become one sound.

Then we turned together to his cock. She on one side, I on the other, we began to kiss, lick, and bite our way up and down the shaft. At the tip our lips touched and we kissed one another again, this time with his cock between us, eliciting a long, deep moan from him.

She and I continued to make out with his cock and each other until he shook and I knew he was struggling to remain standing. I winked at her and took him in my mouth, allowing him to push to the back of my throat. He pulled back then and thrust himself into her mouth.

Back and forth he fucked our mouths, pulling our hair and gagging us in turn as the other struggled to catch a breath. Even as he came, he switched back and forth, leaving a hot, sticky mess dripping down our faces. When he was finally spent, he released us and backed into a chair, where he sat to watch us lick his cum from each other’s faces.

 


May 03 2012

Beginning

Category: Bisexuality,Fiction,Quickies,UncategorizedRenee @ 16:30

“Iced tea?” She handed me a glass. “It’s decaf.”

“That’s fine,” I mumbled and took a sip. Cool and sweet, it trickled down my throat. I brushed a piece of hair, damp with sweat, out of my eyes and sighed.

“We can wait outside. There’s a nice, cool breeze.”

I followed her through the mesh screen and onto the back deck where she settled into the cushions of the porch swing and patted the seat beside her.

Mesmerized, I watched her as she stared out across the lawn. Her dark hair tripped over the breeze and into her face and I couldn’t stop myself. Before I even knew what I was doing, I reached over and slowly pulled it back behind her ear, naturally trailing my fingertip around her ear and across her cheekbone.

She turned to look at me and I froze, uncertain. I had just made things potentially very awkward and I wanted to sink into the ground.

The embarrassment was quickly replaced with something else, equally intense, but far more pleasant. Her eyes were reassuring as she set down her glass on the table beside her and then reached for mine.

Her hand brushed mine and I could feel her trembling as much as I was. For all her calm and self-assuredness, she was nervous too. She smiled though, and I managed a small smile back as I cleared my throat.

She held my hand to her cheek for a moment before kissing my knuckles. I pulled her closer and she bent forward to kiss me again, this time on the cheek.

I exhaled slowly. I had been waiting forever to feel her lips against my skin.

“You’re… so… gorgeous,” I breathed against her. There was something about her that just made me fall in love with her. Suddenly I didn’t know why I’d tried to stop this. We clearly both wanted it.

Forgetting where we were, or that our time was limited, I basked in her lips moving over my neck and shoulders. I was done resisting.

I slid my hand down her cheek, caressing her face, and gasped when I felt her teeth on my neck. She nibbled her way across my collarbone and I fingered the edge of her bra.

“Mmmmm…. sweet… beautiful…” she murmured against my skin.

Encouraged by her soft moans, I slid my hands slowly inside her bra, massaging as I went, tracing every detail of the ink on her right breast, and savoring every kiss from her lips. I leaned in to kiss between her breasts gently, nipping softly and watching her shiver. My fingers found her nipples, pinching them and smiling at her sharp intake of air.

“Your skin tastes better than I imagined,” I whispered and she giggled, pulling away from my tickling breath.

Now confident, however, I pulled her back to me, freeing her breasts. They were full and round and my eyes settled immediately on the dangling charms on her nipples. I leaned in and bit one of them sharply, my tongue dancing against the tiny chains to the music of her sighs.

I blew lightly across the place I’d just bitten and she shivered happily, wrapping her arms around me and burying me in her chest. The salty-sweet taste of her sun-kissed skin made me thirsty for more of her.

“Well,” the amused voice behind me interrupted. “I see you two enjoyed your… chat.”

She laughed when I jumped and she squeezed me, deliberately kissing me on the forehead as our husbands watched with grins. At this prompting, I took her face in my hands and pulled her lips to mine into the kiss I’d imagined a thousand times.


Jan 16 2012

For Your Eyes

Category: PoetryRenee @ 18:12
For Your Eyes

"For Your Eyes" by @religionbites

trailing over dark-inked skin
half-hidden under sheets
a tiny mark of recognition
of long-held fears released
softly-lashed in waking sunlight
smoldering fingers sing
lighting eyes in liquid fire
tracing the Phoenix wings

 


Dec 23 2011

Romancing the Goddess

Category: Bisexuality,PoetryRenee @ 12:00

The moon to my tide
ever beckons
and pulls

in gravity
too strong to fight

it crashes and surges
deep within
seeking the moon
to follow

without you
just meaninglessness
no guide for the tides

the pale light reflecting
in sparkling drops

finding you
seeking you
somewhere within
the pull
I’m lost

in your gravity


Dec 07 2011

Natural

Category: PoetryRenee @ 08:27

liquid crystal drops of hair
flow between his fingers
softly falling
once
then twice
as glistening lips repeat
caught in the gaze
of essential torrent
her breath
becomes
his fight
to keep their ground
between her sighs
as heaven’s tears
unite


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