Seductive Poems For Her Novels & Stories

More indecent nights with him where she didn't want him to drink but be sombre while being with her, making love with her. She was enamoured by him. His length. His strength. His enigmatic energy. His manly scent. Everything about him was so enticing for her to no limits. Different thoughts kept running through her mind about them entangled together on the bed. Knowing too well how to lure him towards her as she thought that she did. She was certain that she could do it again if given a chance more or less. “I did it once; I could do it again. And I will make it happen no matter what.” Sinful thoughts ran through her mind. Suspiring a deep breath to calm her racing heart, she kept her right

Her plea for consummation tantalised my senses, her hand stretching towards my waistband in an ardent invitation. Unable to resist her allure, I succumbed to the passion that coursed through my veins, surrendering myself to the depths of her being. Our bodies merged, intertwining with an intensity that spoke volumes of our love. With each movement, I sought to convey the depth of my devotion, illustrating to her the sheer magnitude of her significance in my life.

After the interrogation that day, fuck had a grown woman like me craving, but since there was no cock around and no vibrator, I had to use my fingers to oh yeah that's the spot. When I was done with the masturbation, just then on my phone, a notification beeped in on my Facebook. It didn't seem like me receiving my porn, instead, it was a poem from someone with no profile picture or picture on his wall. His username says Mr Romantic and his poem read, I can never look at a drop of dew in a buttercup without beholding shafts of love in the retreats of your eyes In you there is unity; your face and form is a blend of perfect line and contour

I have meticulously prepared for this outing, I truly need to appear captivating to him. "Where did you say you were off again?" "That's not necessary, let's stick to the deal, Mom!” With my appearance this way before him, I am confident that he will not be able to resist me. It goes beyond mere seduction; I have meticulously prepared every detail, ensuring his resistance is futile. I made sure the slit in my attire was very long, revealing every detail of my fresh thighs that countless men yearn for. And oh, the way my cleavage was proudly on display, immaculately adorned. Let's not even mention the alluring scent of my carefully chosen spray and perfume, enveloping me in an irresistible au

My body jerks with an almost violent need, a fierce desire to possess her. I ached to work my lips all over her body, to feel the plumpness of her skin, the softness of her lips, to feel her body react under my touch. I stare at her lips imagining what they’d taste like, feel like. I yearn for her helpless surrender. I want to meet her lips with a hurried kiss that’d set my skin aflame. Does she know how beautiful she is? How seductive? Beautiful is an understatement. She’s breathtaking. It’s a shock more men aren’t lining up to claim her.

He’s in love with her. I take a breath to steady myself and then I begin to recite: Born of dusk and starfire, she shall rise— A maiden cloaked in light and shadow, Bearing within her the seed of unmaking. When the veil thins and the world stands at the brink, Temptation shall come wrapped in silver tongues and wicked charm. Should her heart falter, should she turn, All shall be devoured by frost and silence. Magic will wither. The gifted will fall barren.

Theodore's Pov.:- So breathtaking! Such an innocent seductress! Fucking turn on! Beautiful! So soft and wild doping flower! The way her soft breaths tingle my chest hair is such a turn-on. It seems next to impossible for me to keep my hands to myself. Her soft and smooth skin is so inviting and something in her attracting my hands to her like a magnet asking my hands to run over her smooth skin.

Dressed in a netted lingerie bra and with the thong I had torn off lying in tatters on the floor, she was a vision of pure seduction. As she approached, I felt like a helpless prey, caught in the sights of a tigress. I knew that she had the power to turn me down, to leave me wanting more, but I couldn't resist her allure. She moved with a grace that was both captivating and hypnotic, each step bringing her closer to me. I could feel the heat emanating from her body, and my own desire grew with every passing moment. And then, just as I thought I couldn't take it anymore, she leaned in close and whispered in my ear, "But first, let me entice you. Let me show you what it means to burn."

The way she made me believe I wasn’t born evil. 84. Her poetry. 85. Her curses. 86. Her tears. 87. Her hairbrush left in my drawer. 88. Her voice when she said my name like a secret. 89. Her goodbye. 90. The way she moans. 91. Her taste. 92. The sounds she makes when she’s trying to stay quiet. 93. Her hand gripping my wrist when she wants more. 94. Her breath in the dark. 95. Her body when she arches. 96. Her hips.

She replied. “We can solve this problem... just forget about everything for today, focus on me, yourself... the perfect life we would enjoy... our kids and the beautiful family we’ll have” He soothed, kissing her neck slowly as he lowered her onto the bed. He trailed kisses from her neck down to her cleavage, missing the taste of her skin, she shivered and moaned softly, holding his head as he moved lower. She gasped when he spread her legs and inserted two fingers into her already wet pussy, her breathing hitched and she held onto the bed, trying not to jump out of pleasure.