making love

my weekend started with a full-body massage
he removed all my clothes
and laid me on the bed
his hands moving from my shoulder blades
dancing down my spine
moving to my arms, my wrists, my fingertips
the bloodflow reaching my legs, my thighs,
his expert fingers moving over and under
knots, hidden muscles, soft spots

i sighed
he leaned forward for a kiss
and never stopped

gentle fingers became rough
slow movements sped up
his fingers now tangled in my hair
my legs curled around his waist
suffocating him with my thighs
he looked down at me
and said, "i've never been more happy than i am right now."
and i agreed.

Kis Lee 2007

It's about priorities...

the digital clock blares 2 a.m.
head throbbing from a late night
feet and legs still sore
he rubs my back
and i rub his

"are you tired?"
"are you?"

his hand on my thigh
my hand on his cock

"yeah, but..."
"still want to?"

you know your sex life is great
when no matter how tired you are
you still manage to fuck
even with eyes only half-open

Kis Lee 2007

the right answer

he lingered between my thighs
his fingertips barely touching my skin
i squirmed when his beard tickled me
in all the right places

he looked up to say:
i love your legs,
they're so creamy

i tell him i didn't know he was a leg man

he said he's not a leg man
nor a breast man
nor an ass man
he's just a man
who appreciates what looks good on a woman
in my case
he likes the entire package

i press his face between my legs
and reward him for the right answer

Kis Lee 2007

beauty mark

a purple dab
on the corner of my lower lip
grape-stained splash of color

he tilts my chin up
to get a better look

what happened here?

i touch my lip
a souvenir from last night
when he couldn't control himself
and tried to devour my mouth
lips smashing mine
nibbling with his teeth
sucking hard
until he left a bruise
a hicky on my lips

i blush at the memory
and once again pull his mouth
towards mine
perhaps he can leave
another beauty mark

Kis Lee 2007

Favorite Part #3

Thighs

obsessed with his thick
muscular thighs
so much power in his legs
as he thrusts up
and forward
long strokes
slowing down
deeper again
all that strength
in the muscles
of those thighs
i grab onto them
and pull him closer
inside

Kis Lee 2007

[yes, i am on a poetry kick lately. my brain is taking a break from short fiction.]

Vodka Confessions

drunken Saturday night
vodka goes in
inhibitions dissolve
the walls come crashing down

i just remember
straddling him
my breasts teasing his lips
as i lean down
and whisper:
i like being hurt
i'm a pain junkie
i want you to bruise me
i want you to hurt me
is that wrong?

"no, baby, it's not"

and i remember
his hands grabbing me
twisting me into every
position he likes

and i woke up
with thumbprints
on my shoulder blades
with pink scratches
on my thighs
and smiled

i love when he plays along

Kis Lee 2007

Favorite Part #1

The Ear

I love sucking on his ears
while we fuck.
I recently discovered how erotic
an earlobe can be.
When I'm grinding on top of him,
I lean down to whisper
dirty nothings in his ear.
My lips brush against his earlobe,
and I suck it between my lips.
Gently at first.
Biting down with my front teeth
until he's squirming.

Biting harder.
Pulling with my teeth.
Licking the edge of it
as I press my moans against him.
I know the vibrations of my mouth
echo throughout his body.
When it gets too much for him,
I move my mouth to the other side.

I love when he tongues
the edge of my ear.
His mouth moving up and down,
tongue flicking, swirling.
His groans sound so loud.
I call them yummy noises
like he's about to devour me.
I turn my head so he can
taste the other one.

Kis Lee 2007

About You

what is it about you?
what is it
that makes me want to fuck
you whenever i see you.
is it the way you brush my hair
out of the way
so you can nibble your way
down my neck
to my shoulders
pushing my bra straps
out of your path.

maybe it's the way
you grab me by the belt
taking it off within seconds
my pants already to my ankles
before i get the chance
to catch my breath.
bent over the bed
your hands steadying my hips
as you thrust hard.
i grab the mattress
and moan
into your soft sheets.

what is it about you
that makes me wet
whenever i see you.

Kis Lee 2007

Through Glass

I wanted to write a story about you
about the way I watch you
while you take a shower -
my favorite way to spend the morning.

Sitting cross-legged on the toilet,
I stare at you
through the frosted glass doors,
an open leer on my face
as I watch you soap your chest.
You smile at me as the suds
roll down your stomach
towards your cock
just the way my mouth would
if I was in the shower with you.

Your hands put on a show,
sliding through the dark curls
below your navel,
moving downwards to your shaft,
fingers circling your head
like the way my tongue
knows how to do.

I lean closer and study
your muscular thighs -
my second favorite part of you.
I put my hand on the glass,
wanting those beefy thighs
right in front of me
as I look up to grin at you.

Forgetting the story in my head,
I roll the door open
and take the soap from your hands
and start with your thighs.
I work my way up.

Kis Lee 2007

free verse smut

If you only knew
the thoughts that roll in my head
scandalous thoughts, naughty bits,
a smile on my face
as I shave my delicate parts
so smooth to the touch
like a velvety tongue
sliding all over

My mind wanders as I
slide on your favorite panties
the sheer ones that barely
cover my slit
the fabric becomes moist
as soon as I sit up
legs crossed
then spread apart
in anticipation of you

If you only knew
why I'm looking at you
with the shy grin
hiding the image of me
pulling your clothes off
sliding down your boxers
as I descend on you
wrap my lips around you
smile as your knees buckle
shake, quiver as I taste you
licking that spot underneath
as my hand reaches towards
the silk between my legs

If you only knew
what I'm thinking
when I look at you