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There are moments when the world closes in on me quickly. Moments when I have forgotten how full-tilt crazy things can get in just a blink.

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phillswrites Poetry Leave a comment April 8, 2018July 9, 2018 0 Minutes

Sunday Morning Blessings

I fall in love with him again and again in small moments that seem not to matter to anyone.

phillswrites Meanderings, Poetry Leave a comment January 9, 2018July 9, 2018 1 Minute

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Fuckboi . Brick by brick we built these walls around our hearts and then, like ugly buildings in cityscapes, we plaster, paint, then start again. . YET THE BRICKS ARE STILL HERE... and our masonry is perfection cause no one’s getting through, despite the mass attention. . But deep within my walls, where no one else would see, I also built a hidden door and tonight you had the key. . Sadly, you couldn’t recognize when opportunity befalls, cause tonight and every other night, you’re trapped behind your walls. . Playing the voyeur... And getting your fill of my... Dark brown chocolate skin, and thick African thighs. . Does my status bring you pleasure? You’re happy I wear this ring. “No purchase necessary here, I’m only window shopping.” . . . Image by Pixabay . #poetry #love #poetrycommunity#poems #poemsofinstagram #poemsofig #writersofinstagram #writing #writersnetwork #amwriting #amwritingpoetry #fuckboi #fuckbois #fuckboy #fuckboys #fuckboysbelike

This morning, I shared a post on my blog about forcing intimacy. Link in bio. . I’m also on Twitter @mochacravings. #FollowMe . . . #loneliness #husband #wife #polyamorous #life #love #live #intimacy #relationships #healing #marriage #relationshipadvice #polyamory #poly #relationshipgoals #relationshipquotes #relationship #blog #blogs #wordpress #blogger #blogging #bloggerlife

Coffee? . Just waking from a lazy slumber, her eyes fluttered to reduce the blur. There was light coming through the curtains. It was morning. . She stretched and felt the residual stinging on her backside and the soreness between her thighs. She smiled. Last night with Sir was amazing... correction, every night with Sir is bliss. . She smiled at the thought of him and in that breath, she smelled coffee. Mmmm, her favorite things together in one place. . She rolled to her side to find him, but he was nowhere to be seen. Gingerly she sat up and stepped out of their big messy bed, leaving all the warmth and softness behind. . She pulled his long t-shirt over her head and walked slowly out of the bedroom. Every step, the tingling sensations on her bottom cheeks reminded her of his wickedness last night. He was training her to take spankings in different ways and intensities. As she walked, his words and the blows flashed through her mind. Her pussy was waking up too with each step. . In the kitchen, she saw him standing legs apart with his back to her. He was shirtless and his beautiful back called out to her. She tipped toed up behind him and slipped her thin arms around his torso and chest, crushing her large soft breasts against his back. He didn’t flinch or jump, just stood bravely still and solid. She loved his strength and kissed the muscles in his shoulders and whispered, “Good morning.” . She felt him exhale as he replied, “Coffee?” . . . —- Image by Pixabay . . . #poetry, #love #poetrycommunity#poems #poemsofinstagram #poemsofig #writersofinstagram #writing #writersnetwork #desire #sex #passion #longing #erotica #blackwriters #newwriter #amwriting #blackerotica #bdsm #sub #eroticshort #eroticshortstory #submissive #sexy #romance #coffee #spanking #Dom #Dominant #Sir

A Taste at the Table . Our table sat in a dimly lit corner of a side alcove off the main dining room in an aging Italian restaurant. We were fairly isolated from the rest of the diners, just the way Sir likes it. . I pressed a glass of cool prosecco to my lips and drank in the smooth sparkling wine. As I swallowed, I felt the coolness in my throat followed by a heat rising to my cheeks. I could feel his eyes on me. . I returned the glass to the table and slowly raised my eyes to meet his steel-gray stare. His gaze was amiable but intense. He was studying me. I felt my lips drying up from the drink, and ran my tongue over them to bring back some moisture. I smiled, he did not. . I lowered my eyes slightly to his lips, they were delicious and I decided to fix my gaze there. His eyes were too hypnotic and I felt they could read my mind and betray my thoughts if we continued to look eye to eye. . I thought my lowered gaze would please, Sir. He broke the silence and spoke. His voice sent the heat from my cheeks back down to my chest. He had only asked about my day. And still I found the sound of him irresistible. . I cleared my throat and thought carefully about what I would say. I told him about my adventure in the market trying to find all of the ingredients for a new recipe I wanted to try. I laughed as I mentioned the nationwide shortage of alfalfa sprouts and while I giggled I forgot... I forgot about his eyes, and once again they met mine. . His face was smiling now but his eyes still looked as if he meant to devour me. I paused and took a breath. Sir’s smile made me moist below the table, between my tightly closed legs. . Read the full story and other hot scenes at MochaCravings.com. Link in bio. . . . Image by Pixabay . #desire #writing #sex #passion #longing #erotica #blackwriters #newwriter #amwriting #blackerotica #bdsm #sub #eroticshort #eroticshortstory #submissive #sexy #romance #wine #spanking #Dom #Dominant #prosecco #table #fingering #fingered #Sir #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #followtrain

Hot Shower & Fireworks: Happy 4th! . Warning: Contains explicit language and graphic sexual references. Only for readers 18+. . . . “Happy 4th!” Paula texted to Karl. . Karl was her childhood friend who she had been fantasizing about since shortly after college. Somehow, in more than twenty years, they had never talked about it or even kissed. He lived far away and they only managed to see each other a handful of times each year. . But their planets must have finally aligned last weekend because not only did they see each other, they hooked up... and he truly blew her mind. . Fuck! She couldn’t stop thinking about him, and when she would get to see him “like that” again. Would it be another four or six months? . She rolled her eyes and put the phone down to wait for the elusive “Ding!” . Paula and Karl had a very casual but sexy flow now. It was nice, not vulgar or dirty, but sensual... and thinking about him made her smile. . Paula checked her phone once more before slipping into a nice warm shower. She had to get ready for an Independence Day party at her friend Diane’s. Karl was invited but she didn’t know if he would come. . The water in the shower was steamy and hot, flowing smoothly over her coffee brown skin and into her mouth as she tipped her head back to get her face wet. The pressure of the water beat down on her soft breasts, making her dark round nipples stand at attention. The sensation made her moan. . . 💋 . Read the full story and other hot scenes at MochaCravings.com. Link in bio. . Happy 4th! 🎇 . . . #4thofJuly #IndependenceDay #Happy4th #July4th #masturbate #breathe #desire #shortstory #eroticshort #sex #passion #dating #romance #newstory #shower #blackerotica #showerscene #lust #milf #solo #erotica #amwriting #writing #sexy #writersnetwork #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity #amwritingromance

Attention Whore . Daily life is never all about me. I go without a lot of things on the day to day in order to ensure that my family has what they need most. . But there’s a moment, usually at the end of the day, when I want some me time. I want someone to take an interest in me. Let’s talk about the latest news, movie, or art exhibit. Ask about the books I’m reading or tell me you’ve been thinking about my body... . It’s not the best body, lol. It’s definitely a mom body— squishy and round in parts that used to be hard and flat. . That said, there are men out there who enjoy a mom bod, and when I find one it’s precious time spent with someone who enjoys my curves and softness. I get genuinely positive attention and I love it! . Read more at MochaCravings.com. Link in bio. 💋 . #mombod #bodypositivity #polyamorous #poly #darkskin #black #blackmom #sexy #blackgirlmagic #romance #mommybody #bodyimage #attentionwhore #momblogger #mommyblogger

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