THE RAPE OF LOVE

Thinking back on the fantasy of ravishing a few nights ago, it occurred to
me that it was a ravishing of loving. Of course, one of the beautiful
things about fantasy is that because it grows out of the heat of loving, it
can be quite separate from the ugly realities of actual life. For example,
in actual life, there is no such thing as "the rape of love." Real rape
happens when the man feels so angry that he wishes to dominate and hurt the
woman. What *I* imagined was quite different. In MY fantasy, I seize you
and overcome your initial resistance because my loving desire is so intense
that I MUST have you despite your struggles and protestations. I MUST
overpower you with such ardent passion until you realize that I am so
utterly consumed by you that NOTHING can stop the fullfillment of that
consuming except consumation itself. Therefore, when the realization of it
enters your mind, you cease your struggles and allow me to take you because
my absolute desire for you causes you to desire me as well.

Therefore Sweet Lady, please accept this humble poem, composed especially
for you in memory of that night's phone love.

The very sweetness of you,
The absolute voluptuous femininity of you
That calls out to me -
Speaking silent words which your body SEEMS to deny,
Moves me
Towards you.
In my eyes you see
That man's desire
That only a woman can know -
Pure animal magnetism -
Enveloping love within me
As I approach, you retreat.
As I reach out for you
You reach to halt me.
And suddenly
I am upon you
Pressing you back and down.
Now leaning over you,
You push against me,
Exciting me even more.
Your hands come up
pushing against my bare chest,
Your legs come up
Your knees against me
To hold me back.
Yet I am strengthened much by my unquenchable passion for you.
I press against your hands and knees
And soon
My hands are slowly yet firmly
Spreading your thighs apart.
You moan,
You plead.
I cannot stop.
My brain is screaming your name silently.
Marie! Marie!
Oh the softness and warmth that I hunger for
Beneath me - beckoning to me even as you struggle against me.
Oh Marie! I want want want you -
Need to take you - need to have you.
Oh don't you see? Oh don't you understand?
The need?
My brain is burning up for you
And that heat translates itself to the pit of my testicles
Which also scream in my ears,
Deafening, DEMANDING, until I am powerless but to obey their demands
For your sweet flesh.
I salivate for you.
My heart beats rapidly as my breath.
Now I am between your lovely thighs
And your legs are wrapping
Involuntarily around my waist
As I slowly but deliberately
ENTER YOU!
Feel the head of my manhood penetrate the soft opening
Of your sweet and holy vagina.
The door of love parting for me to come into you,
My sweetest sister.
Deeper and deeper slowly -
I descend upon you in rapturous heat.
My mouth wishes to consume you.
Your hands move up my chest as you hold me away still,
Even while I am
Throbbing madly inside you.
You find my throat
And your right hand encircles it
While your left
Hand clasps the back of my neck.
You feel the soft warmth of my neck
And you begin to close your fingers
Pressing into the flesh,
Feeling heat rise inside of you
As I gasp for breath;
my eyes rolling back,
My throat sucking in the air as I begin
To push, thrust, fuck into you - slowly, so slowly.
Yet you cannot keep my face from descending upon you.
I reach up in back of you and my fingers entwine in your long beautiful
hair,
And I pull your head back -
So that the flesh of your own soft sweet throat
Is exposed to me.
And as my mouth lowers to eat the deliciousness,
Your right hand releases its grip
And comes around the back of my neck.
Now both of your hands press my head into you
So that my mouth
Is pressed hard against your throat.
Now it is YOU who pant and gasp
As I devour your throat with my lips and teeth.
Your amrs slowly encircle my back and your fingers dig into me.
Now both your legs and your arms have me tightly gripped,
And you begin to moan your desire
Because NOW you understand
The depth of my passion
For you
So that you no longer wish to resist.
But wish to fully yield to me in love and heat.
So you speak to me,
Telling me to hold you tightly and to give you all
Of my manhood - deep deep in your very soul.
You speak my name - you moan my name -  you scream my name
And beg!
Beg me to fuck you and love you!!!
And I cannot resist.
So I increase the tempo
As I feel the muscles of your vagina tighten
Around my masculinity.
Yes, you say, yes baby love,
Give it to me hard and good.
And I cannot resist.
I cannot resist you, Marie, my beloved darling.
Oh my darling! My darling,
Take me and use me for your pleasure.
I am all yours.