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Seeing them Off  

MelbLife 57M
286 posts
1/11/2021 6:55 am
Seeing them Off


Seeing them Off
At the door having<b> drunk </font></b>and eaten they are leaving now
I behind you as you platitudes share "that we must meet again somehow"
those departing cannot see my hand beneath your dress
sliding over cushioned rounded buttock and down waist
stroking and caressing the gesture corkscrewing in
stroking over leg and soft warm inner thigh skin
you slowly spread your legs slightly more apart
and my brushing hand has fingers which dart
between your legs and fingertips stroke and back
and for a moment I thought your voice might crack
a boring dinner party but you are wet and lusting
we have waited long for them go and be gone
yet still in the road they call back their thanks
as my hand strokes your delightful flanks
I catch a breast and realise your bra is gone
is this my seduction or have I been the one lead on
and I cup your full breast and lightly address
with clever fingers over receptive breast I sketch
lines and curls and planes sensual
and you lean back and against curl
they are still talking as I have one hand on breast
the other gently thrusting fingers below give you no rest
such a primitive primordial heat from us arising
you briefly glance at and your eyes are sparking
"I will demand payment for this teasing while they are unparking"
another voice full of good cheer calls as they pull out from kerb
and I am higher your scents than from any narcotic herb
I pull you down as you slam closed the door
in tangled heat and heap we are upon the floor
your kiss an examination of my kissing skills
as my fingers deep in nectar from inside you spills
I say "I will eat you up, every last bit"
as your hand rips my fly and my hardness grip
"and you owe for this teasing done,
you better get off before you cum"
it says something about power of lust
that we manage line and do as needs must
the physical impossibility has been overcome
as your heat surrounds me and I am home
I thrust inside this molten pot of honey sweet
and you give out a cry which might be heard on the street
we set a rhythm known well each other
and down and twist and repeat another
when a knock and voice from outside the door
a guest has left a wallet and this we ignore
too far gone in pleasure making of own invention
we shall not pause for this ill-timed intervention
they hammer again upon the door outside
as we hammer within and wetly slip and slide
your face pressed into my shoulder teeth biting down
as you as planned are first to cum
your ecstatic shout a silent movie scream
and then against me silently you lean
whisper in my ear of hot lust
"when they are gone we shall we must!"
our visitors on other side of door finally depart
and then truly the greater pleasure of the night does start.



MelbLife 57M
313 posts
1/11/2021 3:15 pm

    Quoting author51:
    I am often at a loss for words when reading you as you leave me breathless. This is one that has as well and brings a smile to my face with a memory such as this with an ex lover. xoxo
.....without delving into personal experiences more deeply than one may wish to share....

.....who has not, at some time, heard the knock at the door, and ignored, as other matters, significantly closer to hand (and body), were of more greater importance.


author51 59F  
130010 posts
1/11/2021 7:31 am

    Quoting MelbLife:
    well this was a challenge, not sure if poetic, or prose with rhythm, or neither or a collision of all, just inside the door, upon the hallway floor.
I am often at a loss for words when reading you as you leave me breathless. This is one that has as well and brings a smile to my face with a memory such as this with an ex lover. xoxo


MelbLife 57M
313 posts
1/11/2021 6:56 am

well this was a challenge, not sure if poetic, or prose with rhythm, or neither or a collision of all, just inside the door, upon the hallway floor.


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