Snuggled Up And Happy

Snuggled up and happy,

Feeling each other’s warmth.

Giving in a kiss,

Feeling what’s sought.

Soft languid passions,

Pour from soul to soul.

Love laced with lust,

Pleasure our collective goal.

Hands feeling out,

Fingers please with touch.

Pushing in and pulling off,

The tension builds so much.

Your wet salvation given,

As my hardness fills your hand.

Cumming for each other,

Natural design no grand plans.

Snuggled up and happy,

For we know what we like.

And that won’t be the last time,

We cum for each other tonight.

 

 

Sunny Day

The sun is shining,

The weather’s warm.

The type of conditions,

To be lightly adorned.

Perhaps a bikini,

Showing your skin.

I could watch you all day,

Imagine the sin.

I could admire you,

Your form on show.

You’d see me rising,

And you’d instantly know.

The sun is shining,

The weather’s warm.

The type of conditions,

That give me the horn.

Perhaps you’d call me over,

Pull me into the shade.

Free me of frustration,

And my shorts to play.

You could lick and suck,

Upon my rampant cock.

And as the sun sets,

Climb aboard me to fuck.

 

 

Love Finds Us

Love finds us,

No matter if we hide.

It seeks a host,

No matter how we’re disguised.

It flourishes,

Strengthens, grows.

It holds us,

If you’ve felt it, you know.

Love finds us,

When we cry out for its warmth.

It binds us,

When our moorings are torn.

It repairs us,

Puts our pieces back into place.

Life wouldn’t be life,

Without love’s blessings, its beauty, its grace.

Saturday Mornings

Saturday mornings are for sleepy sex.

Waking up snuggled together in bed.

Drowsely feeling each other’s heat.

No desire to venture from beneath our sheets.

Fingers stroking soft moist spots.

Hand wrapped around awakening cock.

Spooned in behind close as can be.

Guiding inside to take today’s virginity.

Slowly discarding slumber’s haze.

Waking our bodies and souls this way.

The best feeling we’ll ever know.

Taking our time, we’ve nowhere else to go.

Love surrounding us snug in our bed.

Whispering words that only we can share.

As feelings of lust rush to overwhelm.

Seed pours forth from enveloped helm.

Filling you with a hot slick flow.

Drawing an Orgasm long and slow.

Saturday mornings are for sleepy sex.

Waking up snuggled together in bed.

To share each other in the most intimate way.

Oh how I long for our next Saturday.