Saturday, November 5, 2022
Artistry
Some of our favorite and most inspiring erotic photography with an interracial theme. Pictures that aren't always crude, but tell a story of eroticism and passion while stimulating our biggest sex organ, the mind....
He was Darkness, She was Promised to Another
"His mouth was over hers again. Suddenly she had a wild thrill such as she had never known; joy, fear, madness, excitement, surrender to arms that were too strong, lips too bruising, fate that moved too fast.”
Kiss
“I kiss him with everything that I have and everything that I am. I kiss him with the passion of a woman tasting the promise of true love for the very first time in her life. Every man before him forgotten.” ~Mia Asher
Wedding Ring
Touch
Touch is the deadliest enemy of chastity, loyalty, monogamy, gentility. By touch we are betrayed and betray others.
... Passion
Never had she felt something so strongly & with all of her mind and body. Even years of a committed marriage had not yet taught her the depth of the word passion. Now it coursed through her, defined her in the moment, & set her soul on fire. She wanted more!
The Artist
He’s the artist. He paints in the alchemy of hedonistic secretions. Your wife is his palette.
FLUID EXCHANGE
Lips pucker & white bubbly froth forms.
Instinctually, a mouth opens to receive lewd gifts.
Viscous salivate pours out, a thick syrupy strand connects the lovers.
Shameful pleasure filled her as she relished his saliva.
Alive for the first time
Her body overwhelmed by an electrical storm. Her thoughts intoxicated by an incredible fusion of emotions; feral lust, shame, surrender, despair, yet a longing, a need, and a feeling of completion. She realizes something deep in her soul… “this is what its like to feel alive”
The single tear 💧
Is it new & powerful emotions that demand release and spill out as salty tears?
Is it the physical struggle to accommodate his size and pushing past reflexes with an eagerness to please?
Or, is it both feelings cascading down her check & reaching her neck?
His
You don’t need a wrist wrapped in leather to clearly see she is deeply bound to him. He challenges her defenses and searches out new and deeper intimacies that only he can unlock. What will he find in her tonight, and take for himself?
Quench
The bull makes his path from sultry mouth down blushing flesh. He’s fixated on her feminine essence waiting inside warm thighs. A greedy mouth coaxing the flow of her sweet creams. The only way to quench his thirst and quiet the dark beast is to surrender.
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