Pouncer pt.2

I sit. quietly absorbed in her conversation. She is telling me her life story. I speak her language. Ao I sit. quietly absorbed in her body language. The Tiger is speaking to me.

"Pounce. STrike. She won't resist you"
SO I sit on my hands.Silencing the Tiger that he won't betray our intentions. She's so young. So innocent. SO.....weak. So Helpless. Soooo tasty. He's speaking again.

My Heart Beats. The Heat rises from my feet. SHe's talking again. She is speaking two languages and He only speaks One. Fun.Toungue. The sound of Breath rushing from lung.

Her chest heaves. In...Out.....In.....Out. Her Breasts rise and fall.......

I pounce.

.....TheGift

Pouncer pt.1

I pounced.

Orange and Black rippling over my muscles as I leapt across the room.
I couldnt take it anymore. She just stood there. Taunting me. Flaunting
Her Mane as she shook it from side to side. Gold flints in her eyes. Laughing.
I was hungry.

So I pounced.

and electricity united us. A tangle of fur as we rolled.
Her Mane becoming frizzy. I told her not to taunt me.
I'm Hungry I said. Never wave steak in front of a starving tiger.

So I pounced.

As My lips met hers, our fervor burning into our souls, all that mattered
was this one moment. Her bed became our Jungle. Our tounges met.
My teeth sank into her flesh and she cried out in exstacy. Jungle sex.

I poured my muscles onto her frame. She wrapped her body around
mine. Leg on Shoulder, Lips on Neck, Ice on Back, Sweat on skin. Jungle love.

I pounced.

She was asking for it.

...TheGift

She's Dangerous.

She's Got,Looks to Kill
Body fulfills Fantasies
And Legs for miles
Like she uses them for dancing.

She's got an Aquatic deadly Bust line
Breasts like Torpedos
The type that have sailors jumpin out they Speedos(ABANDON SHIP!)

She Sways them Hips With Murderous intent.
Relentlessly Swaying
Weapons without relent.

She's a murderer I tell you!
Its just not fair.
How she steps in the room
And you can smell desire in the air.

She's a Killer I swear!
A visual assasin!
Dancing on the edge of
My peripheral.

Her Cocoa Complexion
Is the perfect poison
To a mind bent on working
It becomes mental stimulation

Her smile disarms
Without raising any alarms
She's the perfect counter
Agent to my charm

She's Dangerous

....TheGift