Thursday, 30 March 2017

Be Cheeky

I am feeling very blue without you,
You light up my day in a nice way,
My heart through and through
Will not stray another's way.

I like it when you face is alight -
Your smile leads me astray,
Be with me through the day and night
And be feminine in your playing way.

Your charm is full of wisdom
And your knowledge is a delight
I like feeling your sexy bum -
It is a site of cheeky might.

Sometimes you can be down
And be wrapped up in yourself
And I can be a fooling clown
Suffering negatively from your health.

Bear with me at times my love,
And we can share each other together
Look up to the heavenly heavens above,
And dream of living for our forever.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 30/03/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Wednesday, 22 March 2017

A Calling

I awake and ache to take her in my arms -
But I will have to suffer like suffering alms.
I gaze wantonly and smoother her with my imagination
And ponder in wonder at her waking supplication.

She eventually opens her eyes - a nice surprise -
And instantly weighs up my body for size;
As it presses gently, teasing her to grasp the moment
And to reciprocate in provocative movement.

Gyrate up against I, and move to a sexual groove,
And massage I sensually and lovingly to sooth
My yearning for your turning to loving embraces -
As I slowly undue your night-dresses laces.

Feel my chest as I fondle yours with a sensitive touch,
And addressing your blessing of caring is a must -
Watch me favourably frown to your lascivious
Teasing of moving to the grooving of lust.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 22/03/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.



Saturday, 11 March 2017

Playing

She has a comfort which I embrace,
Along with a beautiful face;
She has love which I adore -
Like a classical music score.

I love to play with her lying there
With sincere and gentle loving care;
And caress her every groove
As my fingers joyfully move.

As I trace her lace,
And feel at a slow pace,
To turn I sexually on
With sensational fun.

Let's suspect each curve
And pat down with nerve
As I'll lock you gently away
To be mischievous in play.

Fondle with intrigue and wonder
And let your hands wander,
And drop whats in the way
To see it bob and sway.

Take my member in your hand
And swallow it grand,
Then caress it's every bulge
As it grows huge.

Strip and tease I with you expertise -
As each garment comes off with ease;
As you go sensually slow
We'll go toe to toe and blow.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 11/03/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Tuesday, 7 March 2017

Tease With Ease

She's by my side, a lingerie sensation,
A site to see by others, and a frustration,
As she sways her curves - appealing,
In what they are tantalisingly revealing.

She is sexy in flirtation, and a charm to behold,
And wears expensive diamonds and gold,
And is indeed a treasure to embrace,
Much to the smile on my face.

And as I wine and dine this girl so fine,
I am reminded how she is mine,
Reminiscing the kissing and hugging
And passionate loving and dancing.

Yes, we love indiscriminately -
A testimony to transverse intellectually,
As to love so dear, she does adhere
To shedding a joyful tear.

A hug here, a kiss there, and fair is her hair
To stroke and glide my hand up and down,
Wearing on my countenance a frown
While passionately giving a care to dropping her gown.

Striptease with ease, and feel the breeze
As I stoke and fondle to please,
Shake you curves to my satisfaction
And I shall shake mine to your frustration.

Lie down and I'll cover you with myself
And shower you with  loving wealth.


Copyright Andrew Stevenson 07/03/2017

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.

Monday, 6 March 2017

Will He

Sarah woke up, it was the morning after from the night before, and she was hungover, feeling instantly groggy as soon as she opened her eyes. Peter's arms were wrapped around her, she had only met him the night before at the club. She shared a taxi home with him, and here he was - tucked up next to her! She enjoyed his embrace, and felt goosebumps over her skin. She snuggled into him, causing him to stir.

'You're beautiful,' Peter stated as he pushed himself against her. She felt him, but would not act upon it. She had a headache, and needed some pills!

'Thank you. And you're handsome. I enjoyed last night,' she whispered in his ear. But I'm not feeling to well. I'm enjoying your company though! Do you want a shower to freshen up? I know I do.' She got up, naked still, and casually strolled out of the room.

Peter pondered after her, and got out of bed to join her in the shower. He opened the door, and felt aroused instantly. They caressed each others bodies, and lapped up some erotic passion. The shower had done her the world of good, and she now felt a little better. She succumbed to his charms, and they had intercourse. She felt loved, and liked him feeling her in such a passionate and gentle way. She groaned in satisfaction, and was pleased with Peter's manoeuvres. She felt lustful, and was receptive to his touching, reciprocating in kind. He liked the feeling, and told her so.

Ten minutes later, they were drying themselves with towels. Peter stared at her naked form, appreciating her beauty. He playfully slapped her bottom, causing her to squeal in delight!

'Naughty. You're very manly,' she said as she smiled, liking his muscular body. Peter was a good catch, he had his own house and had a good job that paid well. He dressed smartly and had expensive jewellery on. She liked his style, and had instantly been attracted to him. She usually didn't do one night stands, and hoped he'd see her again. She felt tingles all over, exposing herself to him.

'You drank a lot last night.' Peter stated, 'and I enjoyed your company. You're a good dancer, much better than me!'

'Girls are usually better dancers than the boys, we get up on the dance floor more!'

They both left the room, and went to get dressed in the bedroom. They went downstairs, and Sarah put the kettle on to make some tea.

'Do you want some breakfast?' Sarah asked, wanting breakfast herself. She had a curvaceous figure, with an appetite to suit her size! 'I'm cooking a breakfast for myself.'

'Yes, go on then. I'll have a cooked breakfast. Sarah proceeded to make the meal while Peter took in the style of the room: There was an expensive oak, fitted kitchen, that looked expensive; the furnishing were modest, and he appreciated it. He sat down on a chair, and tucked himself in under the table. He stared at her, she was beautiful, attractive and pretty, and he thought she was really sexy. She had worn a dress last night, that had hugged her body tight, revealing her gorgeous figure. She now had  sweat pants on and a top, homely attire. She had luscious lips, and he wanted to go and kiss her there and then, but he'd wait, she was flowing with preparing breakfast. He hadn't eaten since yesterday tea time, and now felt extremely hungry!

Soon breakfast was ready, and they both tucked into the hearty meal! It was soon finished, and Peter phoned a taxi to go home.

'You're going so soon. It's Sunday. What have you got to do today?'

'I've got things to do and people to see. I go to my parents on a Sunday afternoon.'

'You will see me again won't you?'

'Of course I will,' he lied;  he often bedded beautiful women, and had no  intentions of settling down any time soon. He heard the taxi outside, and gave her a passionate kiss, exploring variants and differences in technique. He's loved her, and would now leave her, knowing she'll be waiting for him to call! He left regardless, and felt no shame.

Copyright Andrew Stevenson 06/03/2017

A five hundred word short story.

Thank you. Love love, Andrew. Bye.