Poet of the kinky sphere

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Author: Jules Lady

  • Broken leaves πŸƒ

    The thunderstorm last night raped the Trees, destroyed the branches and leaves πŸƒ Yet, a few are still there, this one is broken , battered, her sides have been torn to pieces, she’s alone. But because she’s green and her stem is strongly held by the tree of life, it won’t just let her fall…

  • Growth πŸ’Œ

    Just recording personal growth. A few months ago, just beginning to feel that I was perfect for Me , comfortable with Myself. Now 10 kgs lighter, I am physically more confidant and comfortable. Because I am doing it for Me and Me alone πŸ’ŒπŸ’ŒπŸ’ž. I have discovered that I really don’t care what everyone else…

  • I want to paint you.

    This post and picture made me want to paint you. I would use you as My canvas, make you lay there for hours and study every muscle under My paintbrush. I would glory in every shiver, every sigh and every moan I was able to pull from you, but you would not be allowed to…

  • Serving Her.

    Her, he was created to serve Her, Her soft skin, the way Se allowed him to touch Her feet, he felt the pleasure in making Her happy. Her hands grabbing his hair and pulling it back so She could bite his neck and leave marks to show the world he was Her’s made him hard,…

  • Magical Music 🎢

    She marked her body with music and waited for the right person to understand it.

  • The Sea, a lover’s touch.

    A secluded beach, she stripes down to nothing, walks slowly to the edge of the water, the hot sand filling her toes like a lover’s fingers only to fall away with every step. The cooler sand at the edge of the water is where she sat and lay back, the hot sun warming her body…

  • Rose colour glasses.

    Glasses we are born with, they protect us and help us see the best of this beautiful world. Most of the time we go through life, just getting bigger glasses. Sometimes someone walks up to us and rips them off, stands in front of you and takes a blow torch and just burns them until…

  • A Woman is Fire.

    A Woman is fire πŸ”₯ She is unpredictable and interesting, She can warm your heart and body and burn them just as fast. She is born to nurture and give all of herself and in doing so She risks everything, and yet She does it again and again. One day She will see that all…

  • Eating him.

    She had cooked long stripes of pasta and drenched them in a sweet gooey custard, she had him sitting on the chair, his arms tied and secured at the back and both legs secured and stretched wide over the chair. Placing the bowl of food between his legs she began to dress her prize in…

  • Sweet & Sour.

    The sweet and sour sucker he had waiting was brought to her mouth and traced over her lips.She had been instructed to keep still and her arms tied softly above her head. Her lips opened and he slowly plunged it into her mouth, she sucked while he watched her eyes go dreamy. Removing the sweet…