Friday, June 5, 2009

Love Art

Though my eyes are close
but I see you
my hand are carving
around your chiseled chest.
My nails are digging
your flesh to draw a line
between us, a harmony
singing our lullabies.

The contour of your hips
pressing my curves
and the arms reaching
my twin Andes,
with your fingers stroking
the oasis hidden beneath my steppes
your savagery claiming
every inch of me.

How sweet is the vengeance my dear
a quench to our thirst pallet.
And you see, a river burst
in the middle of my desert.

Fount of joy.
Spring of pleasure.
Lips savor lips.

Heart sought heart,
until our shadows webbed
in this shared art called - love.

Hamubong Kalipay

Daklit nga hulagway
sa duha ka anino'ng lumalabay.
Gisaw-an ang sakayan
nga ilang gibugsay.

Wala damha, may lilo mitungha
sa tunga sa lawod sila nangalunod
nangabanlas sa hunasan sa kalimot.

Og may inagulo sa kahidlaw
migahub sa upat ka eskina
diin naghuwat
ang gahangos nga orasan
nga maningil unya
sa ilang bayranan

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Where have you done it?(Part 2)

Let's now continue the "where you did it saga"...

3. Underwater. It was actually a bit difficult at the start because we were both standing plus the the shorts we're wearing are big obstacles. I was also hesitant at first because I was afraid the saltwater could carry bacteria inside my vulva. I can't imagine myself having a vaginal infection just because of the stupid notion of having sex underwater. But to make the long story short we successfully did it. Honestly, I didn't have an orgasm because I was very occupied of being caught having sex in the middle of the sea. *laughs*

4. Bathroom. Well, this is a very familiar scene. You have seen it already in movies and magazines. The only difference is that we did it while I have my menstrual period. We purposely did it in the bathroom so that we won't be bothered cleaning the mess after our intercourse. I'm actually hornier when I'm having my monthly flow. *grins*

5. Siblings' Room. Because our libidos are too high and we lost respect of everything around us when we're in the mood...You can picture out the rest. We actually knew that his sisters were just pretending to be asleep. *wicked grin*

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Handie Work...

I was in grade school back then. All play and no study cycle kind of life, luckily I still passed. I had a buddy her name is Lyra and I considered her my best friend. We sit side by side during class, eat together during breaks and basically doing all things together.

I know her as much as she knows me. We even shared a shower together, nastily pinching each other's private parts with no malice and we just laugh as we do it.

One noisy afternoon at school, I was scribbling some notes when I noticed her uncomfortably sitting by my side. I then give her quick glances from time to time. She was like shivering or something. I thought she was ill. So I nudged her, "Are you okay? Feeling bad?", and she just look back at me biting her lips gave out a big, deep exasperating sigh, then said "I am okay" with a wide smile this time.

That never happened once. Sometimes she will be playing something on the pocket of her skirt, not moving but seems like concentrating on something. She closes her eyes and constantly bites her lips. She keeps on pressing her two legs together, putting one leg over the other. She didn't even notice I was staring at her. She sat suddenly so still and again let go of that same sigh I once heard the last day, with eyes closed. When she opened her eyes, she caught me looking at her with my mouth open. She laughed so hard while I was shaking my head wrinkling my nose. I was already dead curious on what is she doing but because I was so busy with my brick game, I then let go of my curiosity. Hell to it..

We were at her room that sunday afternoon doing some assignments together. When we are almost done, Lyra popped her head over my notebook and said, "I know something, you still don't". I then looked at her and asked, "Really, so when did you start keeping secrets from me?"

Lyra drag me to bed and reached for her hair brush and started to brush her hair and faced me saying. "This time, I discovered something I know you are not yet aware but dont worry, I will share it with you because you are my buddy".

"Of course you should, now tell me. I cant wait" I replied.

She then slide herself over the bed and spread her legs, she is wearing a tshirt and a knee-length shorts. She ran the hair brush from her hair down her small boobs to her tummy, until it reached her little something and it stopped there. She slow and continuously brush it. She is closing her eyes now. Her legs are moving slowly but hastily as well. Opening and closing her legs together. The face I am looking at is the same face I stared at back at the classroom. She is biting her lower lip and she seem like quivering. This time she reversed the hair brush, instead of the tooth being rubbed to the little thing, it is the grip or the handle now. She is like pushing the stick to her little thing. OMG, doesn't that hurt? But her face doesn't seem to be hurt at all. She was grabbing the pillows with the other hand as if asking for help. Is my friends possessed? While I was there sitting so scared on what is happening to her, she let go a little growl curling up her legs and hugging her tummy. I then reached for her face, so warm and asked her, "Are you okay?" and she replied "Terrific!"

To be cont'd... wet already? damn..brb

Men are perverts by nature

Many would definitely agree with the statement above because we absolutely have lots of instances that showed that the ultimate weakness of the male specie is their uncontrollable libidos. They are the ones who are charged the most when it comes to rape cases. Men absolutely ranked first in that category. There are lots of men who are more addicted to pornography compared to women.

They are more aggressive when it comes to sex because their raging hormones always dominate the rationality of their small brains. They start drooling in the mere sight of a butt cleavage, and their world would turn upside down when their privates are being trespassed. And believe it or not, the mere thought of a naked woman in front of them can give them hours of arousal that they should make use of their hands to reciprocate the stimulation.

Men, may be percieved as the specie who are stronger than women, but they are like helpless dorks and wanton dogs when their high level testosterones grip the sanity out of their bloody balls. Hahahaha!
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