Dark Bloom

In darkness she blooms,
rising like the Phoenix
from the ashes of the day.

The good wife
  the mother
swept away in the fires of passion
controlled only by her need.

Within her lies the seeds
of self destruction…
planted by years of neglect
nurtured by a yearning thirst
  to be touched
    to touch.

In the nameless night
he finds her…
lips meet, tongues dance
in a symphony of lust…
Her neck yields to the
fiery kisses that flow down
her body… igniting a candent
heat in her…
Teeth find aroused nipples
and she groans in delight
before pushing his head lower…

Not a passive vessel,
she moves to take his
masculinity into her hot mouth…

Feeling his tongue spread
an inferno of heat as it finds
her wet in anticipation, she
finds intense pleasure in the
feel of him sliding in and out
of her mouth…

His tongue moves lower,
penetrating and stroking
the sensitive opening of
her anus… and she yields,
allowing him entrance where
no other has gone…

His hands coaxing, his tongue
moving, she gives into the pleasure
and allows her orgasm to consume
her senses….

Her mouth continues to coax
him until she feels his cock
begin to throb and she drinks
of him… urging him to empty
as she greedily swallows…

The first hint of dawn begins
to fade the darkness…

The flower must close
  the Phoenix must return
  to the ashen day…
but the fire does not die

an ember burns
  banked in the darkness
  of her heart…

waiting.


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