Erotica

After a vigorous session of negotiations with Agnes Snipe in her office I crossed the fairway towards home t

On Saturday Morning I was lying in bed, while Claire was getting clean in the shower, waiting impatiently for her to finish so I could get her dirty again.

After breakfasting on Georgia on the kitchen table in Roehampton I checked my watch and then quickly redressed myself as I had to get back to Bushy Down and I was now late.

After a glorious celebratory shag with Molly in the Kitchen, always a delight to engage with her shaven haven,

After entertaining Emily in an Artistic manner in the courtyard outside the Art Gallery it was after two o’clock when I reached The Bell,

lips, lascivious

The ambrosia of sex.

After serving up a banquet of sexual delights on the dining room table, the first time that room had been privy to such activities in my time incidentally,

A cock

On Saturday morning I got up and showered and felt surprisingly human considering the amount of wine I consumed but obviously 12 hours sleep helped.

But I was also left with a newfound appreciation of a woman who prior to that day had not in any way appeared on my sexual radar.

The morning after Anne and I made love I woke early to find the bed beside me empty.
Anne had left my bed sometime during the early morning but I didn’t notice her go.

An erotic sonnet

I spent most of Monday in Dakota’s bed at her Uncle Will’s house, and it was a time spent in mutually satisfying pleasure.

A fiery trail, kissed by blush your face intent,
Warm breath, mouth to skin.
Ride the wave of ecstasy, hot blood flush within,
Moist peach so lush, just to touch,

A poem about sado-masochism. Might be a bit disturbing but thought it was genius writing friends.

The Moon is on the Rise (first position)

Oh secret sacred silver world
you divinely shine here whole
and in this now pure growing light
In the hints of such subtle night

It's not what it sounds like.

After out Parisian engagement party in the park Georgia and I walked back to the hotel.

It’s here: our pulses slowly start to quicken;
While dancing with bright heat fuelled eyes,
They Linger long- then slowly start to glisten,
As our warming hands- reach out for soft