A story of forbidden fruit

The vision of a dream come true, for a couple of hours in the night.  
Twilight glistens on my naked skin, so pale, it sparkles white.
Long chestnut hair with locks of gold tumbles down to my waist.  
My petite frame bursting with curves makes them all want a taste.  
I speak the most innocent words with sultry bedroom eyes.  
Lust is an aphrodisiac most delicious when served with lavish lies.  
 
Circling my tongue over my lips, I watch him unaware.  
We make eye contact and I smile, running my fingers through my hair.  
Black and White are vividly clear to me though I live through shades of gray.  
His wife would never give permission like I - to do whatever he may.  
Sexual freedom can only be achieved through non-conformed minds,  
Dom and a sub, restraint, and trust, whipping of behinds.  
 
I like him first in his business suit, all-powerful and coy.  
Then I strip him down, layer by layer until he’s just a naked toy.  
His hands are clasped behind his head. His feet are shoulder length apart.  
I circle around him, whip in hand, deciding where to start.  
I love the curves of his calves and the muscles in his thighs.  
His round ass is just begging for me to take him by surprise.  
His upper back looks delicious. I take a moment to decide.  
Mmmm. His restrained flinch makes me as hot as the marks on his backside.  
 
I lick the edge of his ear  
And question why he’s here.  
“Do you like it, you naughty whore?”  
“Yes mistress, give me more.”  
 
So then, I make him clasp his hands behind his back  
And give the tip of his dick a nice little whack.  
It’s nice and erect, hard as a rock  
A good little boy with a good little cock.  
Just the tip in my mouth, I suck off the sting.  
Briefly releasing the discontent of his wedding ring.  
I take him all the way down, deep in my throat  
Moaning sweet little seduction notes  
Then I stop abruptly. Tonight is about control.  
A little learned patience is good for the soul.  
 
“Now, drop and get on your knees, my pet.  
You have made me nice and wet."  
I laugh as he thinks he might get to enjoy and  
I hand him my favorite glass dildo toy.  
I set my ass on the edge of the bed  
Red latex boots rest on both sides of his head  
Per my instructions, with my legs open wide.  
He licks my pussy until he makes me sigh.  
At my command, he slowly pushes the dildo inside  
Turning and twisting and watching it glide  
My lips of my pussy conform around it, taking it in  
I make him keep his eyes on his task, while mine are on him  
His face is flushed red, beads of sweat are on his brow.  
It is time to show him kindness (and I really just need him inside me right now).  
So, I tie him to the bed, arms and legs spread apart.  
Adorn his eyes with a blindfold so my seduction remains an art.  
His cock is deliciously beautiful, on display for my eyes.  
Poised in-between his legs, I scrape my fingernails up his thighs.  
I lick his shaven ball sack and suck them into my mouth  
Circling my tongue around them, show him some hospitality from the south.  
 
The moment his toes start to curl and his body pulls against his will  
Is the very same moment I am ready to mount like going in for the kill  
Grabbing the base of his cock with one hand, sliding my wet pussy down to meet  
My swollen lips touch the tip of his cock, and I take my rightful seat.  
I rock back and forth with vigor while sliding my nails down his chest  
Leaning over while still riding him so he can feel my nipples and my breasts  
He knows he can’t come until I let him and first I must hear him beg.  
 
I don’t even have to ask him. I just slap him twice on the leg.  
“Please let me come inside you. Please let me release.  
 Please, Please, mistress. Allow me a moment of peace.”  
This one is such an obedient boy, with a dick that fills my walls.  
I am feeling generous this day and squeeze his aching balls.  
I allow him orgasm after I’ve had mine and feel his pulsating cock.  
I remove his blindfold and restraints but he lays there like a rock.  
I kiss him on his forehead and then send him on his way.  
His wife is waiting for him after he’s had such a long, hard day.  
   
It’s ironic to me that those who crave me the most are already taken.  
Then, like juices of forbidden fruit dripping down my chin, they are forsaken.