Poetry competition CLOSED 8th August 2013 7:46pm
WINNER
NimmieAmee
NimmieAmee
Dirty Talk
Anonymous
Under The Table
I sit here hoping no one sees
Your fingers sliding into me.
Slowly stroking circles while
Your lips have a faint smirking smile.
It started off as dinner, you see
Crowded restaurant, you and me.
A table in the center floor,
I think I’m about to come some more.
You placed your hand atop my thigh
While waiters and the world whirled by.
You looked at me, a desiring stare
I moved closer, leaving it there.
Sliding up, “Shhhh. . . .” you said
Slowly you spread apart my legs,
Just enough for you to touch
The very thing you wanted so much.
“Oh my God,” I whispered and sighed
Making sure the tablecloth hides
Everything that you had planned
For giving me a ride upon your hand.
You casually call out “Bill please, waiter,”
And have me fully ready for later,
When I will be your slave and then,
You’ll have me over and over again.
You stop and take your hand away
That’s enough for dinner today
Then what I see makes me come undone
Your fingers there upon your tongue.
That wasn’t on the menu for dessert. . .
I ache so fucking bad for you it hurts.
You grin, triumphant, “Let’s go,” you say
Back to your place to continue our play.
The Humidity Rises
The humidity rises and dampens the sheets
with blinding desire two bodies meet
trembling hands search in the dark
anticipation fuels a racing heart
a wondering mouth connect with another
sparks fly as he embraces his lover
deep in the dark his shimmering eyes
burn into hers and fuels her desire
with a gasp in her throat he nibbles her lip
a whimper of pleasure accompanies his kiss
the strength of his hand on the back of her neck
with a handful of hair their kisses connect
the tips of their tongues dance with delight
teasing and taunting and coming to life
the taste of her passion in sync with his own
from back of his throat a pleasureful moan
he places his hands to the sides of her face
kissing her deep and absorbing her taste
he opens his eyes to take a quick glance
while the tips of their tongues continue to dance
smoothing her hair away from her eyes
she tilts back her head and trembles inside
drawing in closely next to her ear
through the warmth of his breath she hears very clear
his whispering voice in the softest of tones
he says to his lover i love you... she moans
goose bumps rise to meet his moist lips
a shutter of pleasure races across her bare skin
he presses his mouth hard to her neck
her skin nearly melts from heat of his breath
a quick shot of pain as his teeth bite down
shattering the silence with a deep gasping sound
the pleasure that comes as he licks up her pain
the feel of his tongue nearly drives her insane
with curious hands he explores every inch
of his lover desire and soft naked skin
the touch of his hands causes a ripple effect
she arches her back and throws back her head
with the tips of his fingers he traces her breasts
the palms of his hands a gentle caress
tracing her ribs down to her thigh
with longing desire he stares in her eyes
seeing the passion dance all over her face
chewing her lip her lover she tastes
the warmth that he seeks he can feel on his hand
she seems to taken all she can stand
with a handful of hair she pushes his head
her smart lover goes where his face has been led
kissing her lips the way that she likes
and touching the button at just the right time
riding the rhythm as shes grinding her hips
the moment is coming as her legs start to twitch
pulling his hair her muscles grow tense
the whips of his tongue becoming intense
filling his mouth and feeling his tongue
he's hoping now himself he's outdone
with the taste of his lover fresh in his mouth
he stares through the dark feeling quite proud
a soft subtle glow that only he sees
the humidity rises and she dampened the sheets
The humidity rises and dampens the sheets
with blinding desire two bodies meet
trembling hands search in the dark
anticipation fuels a racing heart
a wondering mouth connect with another
sparks fly as he embraces his lover
deep in the dark his shimmering eyes
burn into hers and fuels her desire
with a gasp in her throat he nibbles her lip
a whimper of pleasure accompanies his kiss
the strength of his hand on the back of her neck
with a handful of hair their kisses connect
the tips of their tongues dance with delight
teasing and taunting and coming to life
the taste of her passion in sync with his own
from back of his throat a pleasureful moan
he places his hands to the sides of her face
kissing her deep and absorbing her taste
he opens his eyes to take a quick glance
while the tips of their tongues continue to dance
smoothing her hair away from her eyes
she tilts back her head and trembles inside
drawing in closely next to her ear
through the warmth of his breath she hears very clear
his whispering voice in the softest of tones
he says to his lover i love you... she moans
goose bumps rise to meet his moist lips
a shutter of pleasure races across her bare skin
he presses his mouth hard to her neck
her skin nearly melts from heat of his breath
a quick shot of pain as his teeth bite down
shattering the silence with a deep gasping sound
the pleasure that comes as he licks up her pain
the feel of his tongue nearly drives her insane
with curious hands he explores every inch
of his lover desire and soft naked skin
the touch of his hands causes a ripple effect
she arches her back and throws back her head
with the tips of his fingers he traces her breasts
the palms of his hands a gentle caress
tracing her ribs down to her thigh
with longing desire he stares in her eyes
seeing the passion dance all over her face
chewing her lip her lover she tastes
the warmth that he seeks he can feel on his hand
she seems to taken all she can stand
with a handful of hair she pushes his head
her smart lover goes where his face has been led
kissing her lips the way that she likes
and touching the button at just the right time
riding the rhythm as shes grinding her hips
the moment is coming as her legs start to twitch
pulling his hair her muscles grow tense
the whips of his tongue becoming intense
filling his mouth and feeling his tongue
he's hoping now himself he's outdone
with the taste of his lover fresh in his mouth
he stares through the dark feeling quite proud
a soft subtle glow that only he sees
the humidity rises and she dampened the sheets
Her long legs and smooth thighs
lead to her trimmed pussy
her lovers release a heavy sigh
She lays on her back each lover
taking a leg in hand pecking gently
they cover her in want and hover
With her ribbon shaped lips
she makes her squirm slowly
the redhead glides between hips
The lover with dark hair begins to
nibble on her big tits with talented
tongue each pink nipple grew
Now she moans from breasts to muff
getting licked from double lovers
cumming just in time but is it enough
The ladies want one more thing
a big cock inside each one as they
continue their threesome fling
lead to her trimmed pussy
her lovers release a heavy sigh
She lays on her back each lover
taking a leg in hand pecking gently
they cover her in want and hover
With her ribbon shaped lips
she makes her squirm slowly
the redhead glides between hips
The lover with dark hair begins to
nibble on her big tits with talented
tongue each pink nipple grew
Now she moans from breasts to muff
getting licked from double lovers
cumming just in time but is it enough
The ladies want one more thing
a big cock inside each one as they
continue their threesome fling
Your First Time
With nothing but this thin fabric to separate us,
I run my eager tongue along you,
the mostly transparent pastel lace
a rough and pleasing textural complement
to your escaping moisture.
You shrink away,
unused to the sensation,
and I pull you back to me,
using my hands to steady
and pet you into stillness.
The knowledge that I am the first woman
to ever taste you
drives me to my best work;
this moment will be memorable for you,
and I would have you remember me fondly.
My thumb traces a gentle circle,
and I am rewarded
with your sharp intake of breath,
and more wetness coating my tongue.
Knowing you are at last ready for me,
my fingers press against you,
feeling the dampened fabric resist me
then brake as I plunge into you.
You gasp and go still as I begin slowly,
then melt into me,
your hand moving to the back of my head
to urge me on.
I shred your thin lace covering
as you shed your inhibitions.
RAGE FUCK!!
I want you
To feel you
To reach deep
And feel the leak
Of liquid so sweet
That seeps
From the secret you keep...
You are woman and I?
A raging beast
Of pheromones locked deep
In a cage of rage
Who seeks the sleep
Of job well done..
The rage fuck
Deeply tucked
And almost lost inside
The broken mind
Of a whittled away in time American fuck up...
I want to lapp up
In a sensuous kiss
And a lick of her lips
And feel what your legs
Conceal,
And fuck as though
Fucking makes you real
As the lock of the cage shatters
And exits the leftover tatters
Of a mad person in the guise of the hatter
But what does it matter?
I will be me
And once you can see
That the carnal beast
Sits in silent reverie
Waiting to pounce...
Our lips lock in passion, in a
"Fuck talking" fashion
And drips your hot flow
Of "fuck it let's go"
And my fingers trace
And as my tongue tastes
And throbbing hard dick
Finds the treasure 'tween your legs
And a release
And a sudden ease
And a well taken care of
"I need you please"
And on comes a much earned sleep..
Lovers unite..
I want you
To feel you
To reach deep
And feel the leak
Of liquid so sweet
That seeps
From the secret you keep...
You are woman and I?
A raging beast
Of pheromones locked deep
In a cage of rage
Who seeks the sleep
Of job well done..
The rage fuck
Deeply tucked
And almost lost inside
The broken mind
Of a whittled away in time American fuck up...
I want to lapp up
In a sensuous kiss
And a lick of her lips
And feel what your legs
Conceal,
And fuck as though
Fucking makes you real
As the lock of the cage shatters
And exits the leftover tatters
Of a mad person in the guise of the hatter
But what does it matter?
I will be me
And once you can see
That the carnal beast
Sits in silent reverie
Waiting to pounce...
Our lips lock in passion, in a
"Fuck talking" fashion
And drips your hot flow
Of "fuck it let's go"
And my fingers trace
And as my tongue tastes
And throbbing hard dick
Finds the treasure 'tween your legs
And a release
And a sudden ease
And a well taken care of
"I need you please"
And on comes a much earned sleep..
Lovers unite..
Anonymous
SINFUL AND LUSTFUL
Sinful and lustful
I am woman, the fall of man
I entice comely signs over the land
I come bearing wanton fruits
The heat feels good
Incites the cravings
Sinister and grotesque
For demented sex
You draw evil illusions
You cleave to me like a helpless slave
Be aware for you are now unable
Locked into me forever
All hot and thrusting
You cannot stop
I transform hot fears
Into furious madness
Now you will never leave me
For another flower
For we toss with abandon
For hours, for years
Awaken, awaken
From your dreamless sleep
We must do it over and over again.
Anonymous
“Private Shangri-La”
(Men on Camels)
In the dryness
of his desolate walk,
he dreamt
of solutions,
magical-elixirs,
the kind that mix,
make things more slippery.
She was a succulent-mirage,
imbedded deep in his core,
her sultry-body
could stop a caravan,
make the moon full.
The arid wind blew
as he trudged along,
methodically
on the back of
his two-humped camel,
he dripped nectar
from his uncoiling snake,
wishing he could have stuck
her at least one last time,
give her one
last shot of his venom,
it was a genuine fever.
He knew such
sexy-thoughts would
never leave him
for she was that hot.
Especially,
when
she belly-danced
on all fours,
spread herself open,
beckoned him to enter,
he romanced her
to the bone.
He was adrift
inside her beautiful image,
imagining the warm comforts
of her fiery-lady-den.
Fumbling for the
drawstring of
his harem pants,
the sun
burned
the ground before him,
beating
down upon his
tranquil-face
as he found,
gripped his hard-asp.
The traces of her
were still
on his tight-fingers,
which massaged
his swollen place,
just out of the view
of his comrades,
all lost
in the same desert stream.
All you could hear
was the timeless wind
kissing the dunes,
each rider in his own
private-Shangri-La.
(Men on Camels)
In the dryness
of his desolate walk,
he dreamt
of solutions,
magical-elixirs,
the kind that mix,
make things more slippery.
She was a succulent-mirage,
imbedded deep in his core,
her sultry-body
could stop a caravan,
make the moon full.
The arid wind blew
as he trudged along,
methodically
on the back of
his two-humped camel,
he dripped nectar
from his uncoiling snake,
wishing he could have stuck
her at least one last time,
give her one
last shot of his venom,
it was a genuine fever.
He knew such
sexy-thoughts would
never leave him
for she was that hot.
Especially,
when
she belly-danced
on all fours,
spread herself open,
beckoned him to enter,
he romanced her
to the bone.
He was adrift
inside her beautiful image,
imagining the warm comforts
of her fiery-lady-den.
Fumbling for the
drawstring of
his harem pants,
the sun
burned
the ground before him,
beating
down upon his
tranquil-face
as he found,
gripped his hard-asp.
The traces of her
were still
on his tight-fingers,
which massaged
his swollen place,
just out of the view
of his comrades,
all lost
in the same desert stream.
All you could hear
was the timeless wind
kissing the dunes,
each rider in his own
private-Shangri-La.
Anonymous
"Bottom"
Make me
come,
your little
corny horny
man will let you
inside.
I want us
grinding ourselves
with the
sweat and kisses
drooling on your sheets,
let your palm
rest on my back
and charge me.
Turn,
and let our bodies
meet,
dig my nails into
your back
while I take your
flesh pulsing wide.
Warm white puddles
leap on my belly
after you gasp
your rush,
and I squint
wishing it could
continue.
Make me
come,
your little
corny horny
man will let you
inside.
I want us
grinding ourselves
with the
sweat and kisses
drooling on your sheets,
let your palm
rest on my back
and charge me.
Turn,
and let our bodies
meet,
dig my nails into
your back
while I take your
flesh pulsing wide.
Warm white puddles
leap on my belly
after you gasp
your rush,
and I squint
wishing it could
continue.
Rage fuck pt. 2
Glance across the room
Lips lick in
"I'm going to fuck you"
fashion
A rush overcomes,
like locked deep in passion.
My inner monologue screams
"CALM MY IMMORAL RAGE!!"
"LET ME DIP MY
DICK SO DEEP
AND SO SLICK AND SWIFT
INTO THAT SWEET PINK!!!"
So quick
that your head
spins like the
proverbial top
that starts to wobble,
eat that pussy like
"DOWN GOES FRAZIER!!!!"
in the Ali squabble,
like breathing
through my ears,
until I'm neck deep
to figure out the
secrets that
your cervix keeps and
when my ears
are submerged and
I can no longer breathe,
my toes take over
breathing from beneath.
Like the thrill of the hunt
Trying to find that
waskawee wabbit
Deep inside a hole,
that he possibly inhabits.
I take her down easy,
not even a wee bit sleazy
Like a gentleman
I'll fuck you
And my name you'll be screaming
In ecstacy and passion
While I'm preforming acts
that you can't even imagine.
Glance across the room
Lips lick in
"I'm going to fuck you"
fashion
A rush overcomes,
like locked deep in passion.
My inner monologue screams
"CALM MY IMMORAL RAGE!!"
"LET ME DIP MY
DICK SO DEEP
AND SO SLICK AND SWIFT
INTO THAT SWEET PINK!!!"
So quick
that your head
spins like the
proverbial top
that starts to wobble,
eat that pussy like
"DOWN GOES FRAZIER!!!!"
in the Ali squabble,
like breathing
through my ears,
until I'm neck deep
to figure out the
secrets that
your cervix keeps and
when my ears
are submerged and
I can no longer breathe,
my toes take over
breathing from beneath.
Like the thrill of the hunt
Trying to find that
waskawee wabbit
Deep inside a hole,
that he possibly inhabits.
I take her down easy,
not even a wee bit sleazy
Like a gentleman
I'll fuck you
And my name you'll be screaming
In ecstacy and passion
While I'm preforming acts
that you can't even imagine.
- Angelic Beloved -
Angelic beloved, you never met a girl like this one…
There are pleasures I can show you that are divine!
When it comes to the arts of love, there are none…
As skilled as myself; thusly would I make you mine.
I am a chick, with a dick; you are a glorious man…
And together we could rock the universe to ashes!
Embracing madness in the sport of primal passion,
I would show you what men oft see in such lasses:
As I am, and so our encounter in a candlelit room;
Therein we would steal a moment of joy undying…
Beginning with holding hands, kissing coming soon!
It would end with you on the bed seductively lying.
Your face is like an angel, perfect without a flaw…
And I would kiss it over and over again, so wetly!
My tongue would lick your lovely lips that I saw,
In so many photos as I longed for you so intensely.
My hands would tear your fine blouse open fierce,
To caress the muscles of your ever-splendid chest!
My lips would fall on you until our love begat tears.
Your androgynous soul would be stolen, with zest!
My hands would undo your pants, but just prior…
I would rub you between your legs, a hint of glory.
You would smile, basking in an ever-growing fire!
My hands would strip you naked without a worry.
I would caress your body, from head to soft toes,
Sending ripples of pleasure across your whole form.
I would give you joy beyond what any man knows,
Until between your legs you were hard and warm…
And then my tongue, on your manhood would settle.
I would lick and suck, while caressing you gently…
Pleasing you with such devotion and lovers’ mettle!
Then, when you could take no more such ecstasy,
I would let you mount me and take me with vigor.
In and out of my rear you would go, pulsing firm,
Until you burst inside me, making me cry for more.
You would grasp me then, and bring on a storm…
Of passion, as you move my hardness up and down!
Bringing me to climax with a lover’s tender grasp.
Your beauty, which has earned you such renown,
Would be my paradise; in your arms I would bask.
Lying together after so much passion madly spent,
My fingers running through the strands of your hair…
We would wait, for new arousals to be given vent.
Our lovemaking would be hot beyond all compare!
Angelic beloved, you never met a girl like this one…
There are pleasures I can show you that are divine!
When it comes to the arts of love, there are none…
As skilled as myself; thusly would I make you mine.
I am a chick, with a dick; you are a glorious man…
And together we could rock the universe to ashes!
Embracing madness in the sport of primal passion,
I would show you what men oft see in such lasses:
As I am, and so our encounter in a candlelit room;
Therein we would steal a moment of joy undying…
Beginning with holding hands, kissing coming soon!
It would end with you on the bed seductively lying.
Your face is like an angel, perfect without a flaw…
And I would kiss it over and over again, so wetly!
My tongue would lick your lovely lips that I saw,
In so many photos as I longed for you so intensely.
My hands would tear your fine blouse open fierce,
To caress the muscles of your ever-splendid chest!
My lips would fall on you until our love begat tears.
Your androgynous soul would be stolen, with zest!
My hands would undo your pants, but just prior…
I would rub you between your legs, a hint of glory.
You would smile, basking in an ever-growing fire!
My hands would strip you naked without a worry.
I would caress your body, from head to soft toes,
Sending ripples of pleasure across your whole form.
I would give you joy beyond what any man knows,
Until between your legs you were hard and warm…
And then my tongue, on your manhood would settle.
I would lick and suck, while caressing you gently…
Pleasing you with such devotion and lovers’ mettle!
Then, when you could take no more such ecstasy,
I would let you mount me and take me with vigor.
In and out of my rear you would go, pulsing firm,
Until you burst inside me, making me cry for more.
You would grasp me then, and bring on a storm…
Of passion, as you move my hardness up and down!
Bringing me to climax with a lover’s tender grasp.
Your beauty, which has earned you such renown,
Would be my paradise; in your arms I would bask.
Lying together after so much passion madly spent,
My fingers running through the strands of your hair…
We would wait, for new arousals to be given vent.
Our lovemaking would be hot beyond all compare!
- An Erotica of Eden -
There is no need to fear the flame, so embrace me as I desire!
Cast aside thy skirts and finery, that I may view thy nakedness.
Is such love a metaphor for the spirit revealed by a divine fire?
Then let us love like the gods: run thy hands across my dress…
And find delight between my thighs, as I ready myself for thee.
Let us dip our feet into the waters that wait to caress them soft,
The waters of passion, which lap and lick to set the spirit free…
Only for the heat of the moment to carry us ever so madly aloft!
Such is the moistness of a stolen kiss, from lips willing and wet.
My tongue laps against thy mouth, my teeth biting so playfully…
As we tumble at the foot of the Forbidden Tree without regret.
The sanctity of Eden’s gardens are remade by us, so blessedly,
So that God might be moved to blush by the fierceness of lust!
Thou dost divest me of my garments, as if opening a sweet gift.
I raise my rear, and into me I feel the pushing of thy first thrust,
Making me cry for wanting you bad, until naught to want is left.
In and out of me I feel thee throbbing hard and wet in thy sport,
One hand around my waist, the other reaching for my member!
I am pinioned, between two pleasures, as I beg three for more.
Thou hast me in thy power: and my love, thou shall remember!
Thrusting, grasping, in and out, and up and down, without end.
I moan for thee like a harlot and angels weep at what is done…
The roots of the tree that was blessed, our coupling does rend.
As thou dost climax, within me, the gardens burn like the sun…
Whilst thou hast caused my seed, to fall upon Eden’s carpeting.
Our flesh pours out its’ ecstasies like wine upon a sacred altar!
And Eden dies, as our sweat coats our bodies, ever glistening.
This is not the end of our love’s play, for we dare not so falter!
I lie upon my stomach, and thou dost fetch thy flagon of wine…
Pouring the blood-like nectar upon my skin, from neck to rear.
Thy lips lick it from me, but the pleasure is just as much mine…
For thy soul is entrapped by its’ thirst for me, drawing so near,
Unto damnation, and yet thou dost smile as if going to Paradise!
Through love thou art fallen, and we shall rise together in dawn.
I am thy addiction, I am thy craving, and I am thy favorite vice!
Thou are my lover, thou art the flame, which is unto me drawn.
Thy hands squeeze my buttocks, and I giggle like a mad child…
I turn unto my back, as I find myself grown hard and wet anew.
Take me again my darling, and in the taking be never too mild!
We have entire universes to defile, our madness to thusly ensue.
How many gardens were blighted by the power of our hunger?
I am the god and goddess of thy apostasy, thy angel and devil.
Pour thy wine, my Bacchus, and let Olympus rain its’ thunder!
We shall humble the gods, and cause them to worship our evil.
Let love be their downfall, let them rue the hour of my exiling…
As thy lips caress my hardness, licking and sucking with fervor!
Thy fingers do assist thee in these ministrations until I am smiling.
I rake my nails across thy body, marking thee as mine forever…
Thou dost not wince, even when I climax into thy tender mouth!
With this act completed we have nearly sealed the demon pact.
I dip my index finger into some of the wine flowing thus down…
From where it spilled from my flesh; and before thou can react,
I trace three sixes, upon thy lovely forehead, with my left hand.
Thou are forced to kneel before me, as I don again my clothes,
Whilst behind us there is no longer an Eden, only a wasteland…
Echoing with the cries of our love, wherever the wind so blows.
Come with me, my love, for we have other worlds to despoil…
And I have others gods and goddesses, to seduce to my cause!
Thou hast made love to a serpent, and felt that serpent’s coil…
Now thou art one thyself, entrapped by desire’s crimson claws.
There is no need to fear the flame, so embrace me as I desire!
Cast aside thy skirts and finery, that I may view thy nakedness.
Is such love a metaphor for the spirit revealed by a divine fire?
Then let us love like the gods: run thy hands across my dress…
And find delight between my thighs, as I ready myself for thee.
Let us dip our feet into the waters that wait to caress them soft,
The waters of passion, which lap and lick to set the spirit free…
Only for the heat of the moment to carry us ever so madly aloft!
Such is the moistness of a stolen kiss, from lips willing and wet.
My tongue laps against thy mouth, my teeth biting so playfully…
As we tumble at the foot of the Forbidden Tree without regret.
The sanctity of Eden’s gardens are remade by us, so blessedly,
So that God might be moved to blush by the fierceness of lust!
Thou dost divest me of my garments, as if opening a sweet gift.
I raise my rear, and into me I feel the pushing of thy first thrust,
Making me cry for wanting you bad, until naught to want is left.
In and out of me I feel thee throbbing hard and wet in thy sport,
One hand around my waist, the other reaching for my member!
I am pinioned, between two pleasures, as I beg three for more.
Thou hast me in thy power: and my love, thou shall remember!
Thrusting, grasping, in and out, and up and down, without end.
I moan for thee like a harlot and angels weep at what is done…
The roots of the tree that was blessed, our coupling does rend.
As thou dost climax, within me, the gardens burn like the sun…
Whilst thou hast caused my seed, to fall upon Eden’s carpeting.
Our flesh pours out its’ ecstasies like wine upon a sacred altar!
And Eden dies, as our sweat coats our bodies, ever glistening.
This is not the end of our love’s play, for we dare not so falter!
I lie upon my stomach, and thou dost fetch thy flagon of wine…
Pouring the blood-like nectar upon my skin, from neck to rear.
Thy lips lick it from me, but the pleasure is just as much mine…
For thy soul is entrapped by its’ thirst for me, drawing so near,
Unto damnation, and yet thou dost smile as if going to Paradise!
Through love thou art fallen, and we shall rise together in dawn.
I am thy addiction, I am thy craving, and I am thy favorite vice!
Thou are my lover, thou art the flame, which is unto me drawn.
Thy hands squeeze my buttocks, and I giggle like a mad child…
I turn unto my back, as I find myself grown hard and wet anew.
Take me again my darling, and in the taking be never too mild!
We have entire universes to defile, our madness to thusly ensue.
How many gardens were blighted by the power of our hunger?
I am the god and goddess of thy apostasy, thy angel and devil.
Pour thy wine, my Bacchus, and let Olympus rain its’ thunder!
We shall humble the gods, and cause them to worship our evil.
Let love be their downfall, let them rue the hour of my exiling…
As thy lips caress my hardness, licking and sucking with fervor!
Thy fingers do assist thee in these ministrations until I am smiling.
I rake my nails across thy body, marking thee as mine forever…
Thou dost not wince, even when I climax into thy tender mouth!
With this act completed we have nearly sealed the demon pact.
I dip my index finger into some of the wine flowing thus down…
From where it spilled from my flesh; and before thou can react,
I trace three sixes, upon thy lovely forehead, with my left hand.
Thou are forced to kneel before me, as I don again my clothes,
Whilst behind us there is no longer an Eden, only a wasteland…
Echoing with the cries of our love, wherever the wind so blows.
Come with me, my love, for we have other worlds to despoil…
And I have others gods and goddesses, to seduce to my cause!
Thou hast made love to a serpent, and felt that serpent’s coil…
Now thou art one thyself, entrapped by desire’s crimson claws.
Your man and master.
Sitting there legs open wide
panties by your side.
Your lover your man
sends his commands.
Spit on your finger
rub your clit
punish the bitch.
with your other hand
pinch your breast
tweak your nipple
till it hurts.
Feel the pain turn in to
sexual joy
now grab your toy.
Tease pussy lips
slide it in fuck your self
thinking of him.
Your man:
He likes to hear how wet you are
it turns him on makes him hard
loves to know which bra.
Imagining you playing legs spread
sends him over the edge.
He tells you when to come
you listen to him.
The pressure hard to bear
your pussy about to explode
still he tells you no.
You beg you plead
wanting to see the words
that now mean so much
those words that free
your throbbing clit.
COME YOU BITCH
appears on the screen
your fingers wet
the stool too
imagine me
coming too.
Sitting there legs open wide
panties by your side.
Your lover your man
sends his commands.
Spit on your finger
rub your clit
punish the bitch.
with your other hand
pinch your breast
tweak your nipple
till it hurts.
Feel the pain turn in to
sexual joy
now grab your toy.
Tease pussy lips
slide it in fuck your self
thinking of him.
Your man:
He likes to hear how wet you are
it turns him on makes him hard
loves to know which bra.
Imagining you playing legs spread
sends him over the edge.
He tells you when to come
you listen to him.
The pressure hard to bear
your pussy about to explode
still he tells you no.
You beg you plead
wanting to see the words
that now mean so much
those words that free
your throbbing clit.
COME YOU BITCH
appears on the screen
your fingers wet
the stool too
imagine me
coming too.
