The Silver Fox and The Huntress

Let me tell you a story about the great silver fox.
 
You may think this is an animal that runs in the woods. In the wild, and well, I don’t want to dispute that.
 
These woods are made of concrete and steel.  The huntresses have set out in search of the Silver fox.
Legend has it that the reason he has survived so long was due to his virility.
 
He’s cunning and adaptable. Says all the right words and touches all the right places.
 
The moon is full tonight, and the huntress is on a mission.
 
 Will she be able to capture this fox?
 
The huntress, unbeknownst to the fox, enters the concrete woods.
She was prepared.
 
Lips as red as the sweetest berries on a bush.
 
Eyes lined to perfection that even the queen, Cleopatra herself, would be envious.
 
Hair smooth, thick, and long. That when she walks, it’s like watching pure seduction as it sways.
The huntress had one last weapon. You can call it the smoking gun.
 
The dress she wore was so tight and the slit so high that no one, absolutely no one, could tear their eyes away from her.
 
The silver fox happened around the corner and stopped,  
 
His urge to run from danger was strong, but she did not have any of that.
 
“So you are the great silver fox I have heard so much about.”
 
He stood there paralyzed and hypnotized by the eyes sinking into his soul.
 
“I see you’re at a loss for words. I think I should make you speak in tongues.”
 
The huntress did something that the fox would have never in a million years expect. She leaned in, pressed her perfect breast into his chest, and instead of giving a kiss, she licked his lips, leaving a trace of sweet honey.
 
The fox cannot snap out of it. She was skilled in the hunt.”
 
“Do you like the flavor of that fox? I have something sweeter for you. All you have to do is follow me.”

(part 2 is coming)

Before Coffee

Waking up to the scent of ecstasy  
 
reaching over to my right, puppies lying next to me  
 
So, the other had to be making what I Need  
 
But my body seems to want something else in greed  
 
Pushing his hand toward the apex and moving time  
 
Awakening and obediently doing what I desire  
 
circling and spreading lips to make me climb higher  
 
the other walks through the door  
 
See what puppy is doing and wants to do it before  
 
“Come to me and take what you want.”  
 
As a servant does what a mistress demands  
 
Crawling to the left, avoiding puppy’s hands  
 
Spreading the lips apart and only sucking on one  
 
Puppy went down and took the other one  
 
Two mouths on spread lips sucking so hard  
 
Two fingers pushed in a channel  
 
There must be a God  
 
“Don’t stop continue’ I say  
 
as my hips grind and meet their hungry eyes on display  
 
grabbing two heads, keeping them where I need them  
 
two more fingers shoved my back door. I thrust  up as I greet him  
 
Thighs quivering,  
 
Mouths unwavering.  
 
Every delicious beat I’m savoring.  
 
Coming close to the edge  
 
“Don’t stop!”  
 
Coming close to the edge  
 
About to pop  
 
A nip here and nip over there  
 
I’m flying and soaring  
 
I release their hair  
 
They watch me adoring.  
 
They watch me, waiting until I’m done  
 
I looked at both of them and commanded  
 
“Take fill of my cum”

Don’t!

Don’t tell me not to want you!
That will never happen
Don’t tell me not to long for you
Again will never happen

The want
The desire
The yearning
And what transpires between you and I
Will not stop because you tell me to

Those lips
Belong to me
Those eye
Are for me to see
And when you release
That is mine too

How dare you
I consumed you with my liquid fire
Made you achieve a bliss
Your body alone can not acquire

I have claimed you
Do you not feel my hands on your throat
I breath the essence of you in
Even if it’s remote

I will stop here
My anger is being fuel by you
Is that fear
Hmm
Don’t!

My Snowflake Lover

This is something that was not planned
The moment you stood there and took my hand
I recall it well…
T’was the day the first snow fell

I was trembling inside, you see
I wasn’t sure you were willing to be
With me on these cold winter nights
As I made love to you in the firelight

We both have a few years on us yet
Romance will never die with us, pet
You’re so cute in the spring, such full of heart
Does your flavor then shift from sweet to tart?

You laugh and play as you allow me in
When it shows, you come out, like it’s cinnamon
You tell me to breathe and not go so fast
Winter has come and we want this to last!

Kissing your lips is like coming home
Tender and sweet is all you have shown
I will be the man for these winter nights
And take you again to the highest height

Oh when the snow melts…
Don’t shy away from my snowflake of glass
That’s fragile and tender but I promise will last
I am a gentleman and will wait my turn
As you’re slowly undone… my fire will burn!

Pussy Sweet Chapstick Fiaberry Flavor

Hey Fia, how’s it going?

oh, it’s going really well. The party is jumping, and I’m just getting myself together.

I can see that you are getting yourself together, but for whom?

My date of course. He should be here in a matter of minutes.

He’s not at the party already?

I mean, he’s going to be in this bathroom in a matter of minutes.

He’s going to be in the ladies room?

Yep, you’re going to get kicked out, and he’s gonna come in and now getting ready.

(Pulling out the ChapStick)
(Lifting leg onto the marble sink)

Isn’t that a ChapStick? What are you doing with that?

This is not ChapStick honey, this is something I made special for what’s going to happen in a few minutes

Fia it looks like ChapStick. What are you talking about?

This is Pussy Sweet

That’s what?

I told you I created it and it’s called Pussy Sweet. It’s a ChapStick for the lips down there.

What would you need ChapStick for the lips down there, is it chapped?

Of course not but I want a little flavor down there.

Natural is the best right?

If natural’s the best, why are there so many preservatives and everything to make it taste so good?

Oh my God, girl you made ChapStick for your Pussy.

Yep, and it’s called Fiaserry

You named the pussy ChapStick Fiaberry?

Girl, the flavor is called Fiaberry. It’s all-natural, with some preservatives. If he does it right, he’ll get a little protein at the end, you know.

Every Friday, you come up with something new, and this is over the top. We’re at a party. You’re kicking me out of the lady’s room in about how many minutes I got?

Two minutes

You’re kicking me out of the lady’ restroom. You’re swiping the ChapStick on your lips in front of me as if I want to see your pussy. Not that it’s bad looking but I already have a date.

Yeah, it does look good. I had one of those, you know, waxing. He’s going to taste sweet Berry Fia with no resistance.

OK, I am out of here. Tell me how it works. If it works well, I’m going to order one from you.

Of course, I plan to have him as a pleased customer on the website. Now get out cause I hear the door opening.

(It’s Friday. I hope you like. Taking ChapStick orders in the Dm’s: This is a joke, Maybe)