Showing posts with label Sex Spice. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sex Spice. Show all posts

Monday, December 16, 2013

Sex Spice

Words are left at the door step
Only heartbeats and hot stares remain amongst the mist
Already attached due to the emotional bliss
This is it
I have no confusion
Maybe indecisive once our play is in action
I figure that comes with this matter
My body placed on top of your hips
The stroke left you ona whip
No where to run
There was never a way to escape
I can smell your relation
Put the face of frustration away

William K. Butler

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Sex Spice

The water bed
Filled with spices and everything nice
The beginning of our playing ground
The house itself is the playground
Blindfold
Playtime
Search for what you seek
I will make all this easy
Arms length
I will be in arm reach
For you to sit
Maybe finesse your feet
kiss them like it is the air I breath
rebels for a cause
Once in a lifetime
We live on a stage
The narratives sit comically
Us as the starring characters
I will feed off your improv
Everything done premeditated or with the flow
It's impact brings about atomic orgasms
You're next move will be my best move
Hold still

William K. Butler

Monday, September 30, 2013

Sex Spice

There is nothing better I swear
Face down
Countertops
Exploring our boundaries
The green flag has been on high alert
This not a birthday gift
Treated as the nasty princess you are
Clothes lay strayed on the tiles
Wet, wild and wth every motion our body gives us
So precious
We become inventive
The nucleus becomes us
We utiltize all incentives
The hand holds the back straight
Firmly put the leash in place
Gears the body up to accelerate
Nothing to mascarade
This who we are
Who we've always been
Your denial is my challenge
Will you want to withstand the clash of the titans
1 divo, 1diva
Live the vampire life
Well have consecutive encounters
Like a lost puppy fish for a mother during the dawn
Ravishing
The beast to the beauty in this scene
Totally dominate
Gitty to create this memory
Hush
I want you punished in slience

William K. Butler

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Sex Spice

Drive me off the cliff of simplicity
Nasty is essential
Ready for a misty storm
Temperatures are familiar to your warmth
Done with dealing with the tundra
The skyline view
Keep away to what measure
Something that fits in between my lips
This is what you need
Better yet
This is what my veins bleed
Dont touch or tease
Without notice you reach your peak
Distress is at minimal streak
Our bodies create a great shrine
Sexual healing
Even the air sings repulsively
Let's stay enthralled

William K. Butler

Friday, September 20, 2013

Sex Spice

Your origins is my pathway
No pain, no gain
More for me to castrate
The anticipation is insane
Others never gave a touch like this
Totally woken
My body says it is ready for the first plain
Took my chances
For this may be the best sex
Our passion remains relentless
Whats always in question
Have you had a long sesion
Did your intensity become regressive
The choice of weapon
Is my magic stick
I am your main object
Along with the accessory with the toy
Here to give pain, pleasure as the top pedigree
Hope you listened to me closely
My actions spoke to you in a whisper

William K. Butler

Friday, September 6, 2013

Sex Spice

As passionate as the clouds when they mingle
The 5 o'clock shadows while the sunrise
Too far engulfed to realize
While we are both here
Whats yours is mine
What is mine is yours
The sweetest part is I am in control
Liberty was taken
I drown myself in your uteris
Strong moans while I caress the pelvis
First 3 wishs granted
Time to body shift
Kindly rising to a boiling point
My energy needed to be rejuventated
But I am Oz the great
Let us fully indulge

William K. Butler

Saturday, August 24, 2013

Sex Spice

My midnight snack consist of
Strawberrys
Taste of watermelon
Face first onto a whipped cream cherry
Nibble play turns into nipple play
This moment legendary
So much passion its mistaken for February
Last but not least
This cinnamon swirl has a creme fillin
Between your thighs is where i would like to fill in
Respirator for your breathing
Rest assure it wont stop the heave
Believe me
My objective since birth is to give beyond a pleasurable doubt
An orgasmic cliffhanger
Proud king turned human sex slave
My gums stop bumping
We play our roles well
Exhilarated from the hint of kinkiness
It was my language you felt

William K. Butler