Triggering the Dark Side

She was minding her business
Happily writing her shopping list
When he had to start some mess
Triggering in her the darkness
As if there was no hot mess
He awakened her sultriness

While she was leaning on the counter
Her mind thinking and planning
His hand slipped between her thighs
That spot where her legs and butt encounter
The curved sweet spot he like so much
The zone of heat that triggered lust

Now why did he have to do that
It’s not like it was late in the day
Worse, he squeezed and gave a sharp pat
Causing her to yelp and blush
Now her mind couldn’t go back
Her thoughts had strayed…

His face had no expressions
But she knew all about his predilection
She pushed back only to feel his hand grab harder
He had her pushed up against the counter
His breath had changed to a different rhythm selection

Oh. Now it was time to play
The grip lifted her up and she exhaled and prepared to lay
He smoothly paused then pulled away
Puzzled, her eyes searched as he looked away
Oh. Now it’s a different way to play
Before words could escape, his hand found her neck… hey

And just like that… the dark side was triggered
He leaned in confidently and placed a sweet kiss on her forehead
The intensity of the ripples of passion… anticipating ahead
Her lips parted. His thumb lifting her chin, his eyes saying come hither
Bodies now firmly pressed she could feel the caress of his other head
Volumes of emotions consumed… a language of souls tethered

With a pat of her booty
He gave a nod to the bounty
Told her to be a good honey
Go finish her shopping shortly
That night he wanted his shorty
That night he would plunder his hottie

With big round eyes dripping with desire
She knew he had caused her to perspire
His firm grip of her hip taking her higher
Teasing with his mouth he stoked her fire
Raging hormones flooding like flame ever whiter
He stepped back and beamed his smile wider

She now was minding a different business
He was now her to do list
There would be a hot mess
Not that it would have any after effects of stress
This called for the specialty toys of darkness
He was going to taste and savor her full sultriness

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Sharing a few of the social media posts that introduced this blog posts below. Images after the words… for ease of reading.

“Triggering The Dark Side”

Sitting cozy and pretty
Relaxed and happy
Scrolling through socially
Resting peacefully

She was minding her business
Even creating an Amazon shopping list

That’s when he had to create a mess
That the tantrum stupid mess
He knew better than to add stress
This was the kind caused by a caress

Raising her temperature
As if it was the normal leisure
He enjoyed her smile in pleasure
Her heart lit up in good measure

“Sweetie…stop” she playfully moaned
“I’m just helping you out” he groaned
As if… this hot mess was pure kindness
The altruism of his truism ignited her sultriness

Calmly
Playfully
Lustfully
Happily

The floor became littered
Clothing peeled off hither
It wasn’t for lack of smithers
Lustful two critters

She now was minding another business
He had to pay

She tugged at his and focused his business
Dancing the beast with two backs a hot canary mess

Sitting pretty
Secured playfully
His tongue dining sinfully
She was priority one business

For he had a mess to sop up
Triggering the dark side
Left many sweet cries
Echoing sweet nothingness…

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“Triggering The Dark Side”

She was minding her business
Happily writing her shopping list
When he started some mess
Triggering in her the darkness
As if there was no hot mess

He awakened her sultriness
The strength in his embrace
The tender caress
Setting her soul on fire
As his fingers traced higher
Leg trembling
Breath quivering

He found her triggers
Emboldened by her laughter
Pressing the giggles
Making her tummy rumble
Teasing biting tickling come hither
Her darkness was triggered

Smooth as silk
She moved towards the sheets
His eyes keeping her from the abyss
She wanted to still a kiss
His hand steadied her listing
While resisting the lustful urge of sinning
Her darkness was begging

With a firm grip of her hair
He filled her with his care
Triggering all manners of…
Bite your lips because…
Screaming his name… she now was minding another business

Happily swirling his list
Eyes connecting deeply
Her darkness sensing light
She was glad to be his temptress…

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Now for the social media posts

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The Darkened Vault Poetic Series

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