Originally written in 2012 He told me the movie “Secretary” was important to his life. I promptly agreed to date him. The conversations, the laughter, the meals are all of no consequence. Perhaps the only purpose to highlight it, would be that there was a connection. He was quirky, eccentric, honest, straight forward with a very dirty minded streak. He kept inching closer to find my boundaries. He was giving and never turned down a chance to look me directly in the eye. When
What do you do when your partner gets a sweet tooth? Can we just make my taste buds happy and your body happier Take one of each flavored skittle and line it up on your thigh and the last skittle on your clit now dont move lets see how sharp my mouth is as i close my eyes i must eat one skittle after another guessing the correct flavor until i get to the final one if i get anywrong we must start over if i get them all right i kiss your clit and the reward will be 69.....taste
Lets play a game "Can we just get creative in the bed room? Lets play a game, blind fold each other and try to find each other with only our hands and the first body part we touch we have to kiss" www.izrealthepoet.com
Another letter written to a lover because I like for them to know exactly how I feel. Dear Lover, You should know that when you walk up behind me, with your hand at my waist and kiss me just so on my neck…. I like that. When you watch me as I bend over….I like that. When you greet me with a kiss….I like that. When you nibble on my ass….I like that. When you collapse on top of me, while still in me after an orgasm…I like that. When you devour me with reckless abandon….I like t
Ever wonder what happens behind the scenes as the Sweet Spot Crew prepares for and produces a Sweet Spot Show? Here's your chance to get an all access look. This was the drama of the DC Show in March 2015
A few years back I dated the most dapper pilot I've ever seen in my life. Here's an excerpt from one of our encounters. He told me that sex was an 11 course meal. He said that he liked to take his time and devour. I thought the kisses on my neck and his hand up my thigh was at least round one as we ate dinner in the West Village. I should have known I was in for it when the evening included oysters and champagne.
A few hours later, we sat in his kitchen drinking his homemad
Take a leap of faith and trust your partner with your secrets confession is good for the soul and love "Can we just lay naked with all the lights off and tell each other our fears then make love like they are gone" www.izrealthepoet.com