Siren Whispers

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Cette petite mort

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His fingers

caressing

stroking

skin like silk.

His lips

placing a kiss

here

there

and everywhere.

His breath

upon her

causing her to shudder

as she arches toward his touch.

His tongue

dancing upon

pale

and pink

flesh

alike

unremitting in its quest

for her pleasure.

Hungry for her.

For how she feels

under his hands.

For the taste of her

upon his tongue.

To know

to feel

his enjoyment

of this

of what he can give her

of what he wants to give her

again and again…

cette petite mort…

pushes her over the edge

has her passion raging

like a wildfire

and makes her ravenous

for him

in turn.

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2016

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Feel me closer



If I simply say

that I am hungry for you…

will that tell you everything?

Will it reveal how

every day

every night

my skin burns

my body yearns

for your touch

from your fingers

your lips

your tongue

for the press of you

between my thighs

for everything I know

and yet don’t know.

.

Feel me closer

even if only in your mind

and imagine the night closing in around me

a sensuous shroud upon my nakedness.

Envision how my skin feels your kiss in the night air

how I arch my back to receive your touch

and open my thighs

to questing fingers

that are your proxy

caressing curves

and stroking this ache

again and again.

Can you hear my breath…

short and sharp with my arousal

my mind saturated with my images of you

as I become flushed with excitement 

on the cusp of utter bliss.

The haven of my bed

witness to the desire

and longing

I have for you

the walls echoing

your name.

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2016

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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The bluffs

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I run along the bluffs

laughing, looking back at you.

The wind rushes through my hair

and tugs at my clothes.

Your look is determined

as you close the distance.

The sea rolls and crashes just beyond my steps.

I am intoxicated by the scent

the power I sense

making me wild

making me bold.

The adrenaline is pumping through my veins

my nearness to you

pushing me into overdrive.

You catch me

we tumble to the ground

your mouth finding mine.

I close my eyes

losing myself

in how you feel

in how you taste.

I arch my body to yours

desperate to get closer

as you press your body to mine.

I feel you

hard

wanting me.

The kiss gathers heat

breaths and tongues mingled, tangled

a delicious union.

You start to peel my clothes from my body

slowly

oh so slowly

as your mouth marks mine

as favoured territory.

My mind is saturated with you

and this mindless need

echoed in the way you fit your body to mine.

Our clothes litter the ground

and my skin meets yours in a sensuous dance

you slip into me

the moment sublime

as the setting sun

slides into the sea.

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2016

Source:  White Noten

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Ruin me

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Ruin me

with thoughts

that seduce my inhibitions

peel the clothes from my body

and have me dancing to the sensuous song

you have sung

the movement within me

answering

untamed

and wanton

.

Ruin me

with words

that adore me

and make love to me

as though they were

your hands

your lips

your tongue

your body

.

Ruin me

slowly

tantalizingly

achingly

in the way that you know I yearn for

.

Ruin me

devastate me

ravage me

…and then begin again

from the beginning

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©SirenSong1208 ~ 2016

Source: Little Calamity Jane


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Ripe

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She is ripe

for his hands

for his mouth.

She is the desirable fruit

he hungers for

her scent intoxicating him

beckoning forth his touch.

Her essence is nectar to his mouth

and one that he will savour every bite of

his senses alive to her taste

as it lays succulent upon his tongue

subduing the ravenous beast

within.

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©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Tumblr


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Tastes of the sea

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The moonlight upon water 

catches the lilt of the waves as they rise and fall.  

The ebb and flow of the tide

speaking in hushed tones.

The night is dark and as soft as velvet.

They are alone.  

The beach is deserted,

 the only indication otherwise 

the path of clothes leading to the waters edge.

They are there within the warm waters 

with nothing between them but the sea,

lapping around them.  

She is pressed to him, 

her arms around his neck

her hands in his hair and upon his neck

caressing him.

His hands stroke her back, her hips, her arse

gripping their curve and pulling her to him 

pressing his urgent arousal against her

finding her warm and willing.

Their kisses are deep

tongues tangling

teeth nibbling.

They are lost in each other

fingers sensually smoothing over wet skin.

.

He lifts her up and as he does so

she wraps her long legs around his waist

his hard against her soft.

She arches her back

and he leans down to take a nipple between his lips

laving the tight rosebud with his tongue.

Enjoying the feel of her

and how she tastes of the sea.

The way he touches her

arouses her so completely

makes her wild to feel him inside of her.

As she kisses him

she wraps her legs tighter

pressing against him.

.

They groan into each other’s mouths

as he enters her

his hands squeezing her cheeks

controlling the movement

both of them lost to their arousal

as it violently crests.

She holds tightly to his shoulders

as he thrusts into her again and again

taking them down to the sand

water rushing over them

cooling their heated skin

but never dousing the fire between them.

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*Another piece that is not new but I beg your indulgence with this repost, my mind consumed with the sea at the moment.

©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Pinterest


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Undoing each hook

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It was simple,

Yet elegant.

Embroidered lace.

Delicate

Feminine.

Covering,

Yet revealing at the same time.

She was nervous

Yet excited.

The butterflies in her stomach

Threatening to fly free.

With nervousness can come haste

Nevertheless she stilled her fingers

She willed herself to take her time

Her fingers finding and undoing each hook

Slowly

Peeling the lace back

Bit by bit

Inch by inch of creamy skin

Exposed.

Her heart racing

Faster.

She knew that his eyes were locked upon her

Not missing a thing.

He looked intently at her face

Watching as she undid the last remaining hook

And raised her eyes to his.

He caught his breath.

For he knew

And she knew

In that moment

The one that they had waited for

That she was utterly his

That she would always be

His.

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*Not a new piece but as I was reminded today, it is new for some.

©SirenSong1208

Photograph taken from Tumblr, original provenance unknown.