Le Nouvel Amant

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
We all become great explorers during our first few days in a new city, or a new love affair.

Mignon McLaughlin

Submitted: February 10, 2019

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Submitted: February 10, 2019



Le Nouvel Amant

New lover

Will I have to throw out all my illicit inhibitions under covers

New caresses, new hands touring my body

Virgin passion, lust, desires, for this French Creole hottie

Have waited in vain for the right dick to finally come along

A handsome man who seductively plays my body like his favorite song


A doctor always knows how to please a nurse

No script for me to rehearse

Kisses on the first date

Kemy’s time does not wait

For the kiss of destiny, no debates

Does clothes come off at the door

Fucking me on the living room plush carpet or my kitchen marble tile floor


Been running marathons, writing, moving

I can finally put my feet up and taste the dipping of a man inside me grooving

Once inside my brownstone…this is it, no more uncertain doubts

Clothes slowly shed, skin to skin, he’s looking at my Brazilian waxed south

Lights on or lights out


Laying me gently down

Legs spread open, fingering my sacred crown

Leaning his head downward for the sweeten taste downtown

Gift of his body merging... tight discovery of the invasion

No defense I’ve been patiently waiting

Soft Moans

Manly groans

Bodies in the heighten throne


Pleasure hearkening throughout the night

Is this right

Vibes strong.. palm to palm, feelings overspilling ecstasy in flight

My creed is to tease

Do I play the whore, the nun, virgin as I please

My Chakras converging

Flaming my dopamine, my adrenaline, surging


Cougar style

Hooking his thrust coveting his girth stride for stride

While he’s lassoed my heart, slipping inside for a slicken butter rum ride


New city, new love

Throwing my hands up in gratitude to the Heavens above

Clothes back on

Secret liaison

In the moonlight of my bedroom, our bodies, dip, slip, slide and glide

Clenching hope in the darkness of rapture, bodies hogtied

New Lover

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