Blind Fury

It’s dark.  
And as much as I am into kinks,
This is all new to me...
Blinded by mere cloth
Restraining my vision
Yet my senses,
Are heightened  
I’ve never felt so alive  
Every hair on my skin
Is standing up on end...
But I eagerly await what is yet to come...
“Suck.” he says
So I humbly oblige...
And suck his thumb
as his free hand rubs up my thigh,
bringing this urgent feeling of need
Or is it greed?
I might have gotten them confused  
I have never, not ever  
Actually WANTED to be misused  
By another soul,
And yet here I am
On my knees
Naked, hot and complying
his every demand.
“Blow.” he says this time
He takes my hair between his fingers
and says, “open wide”
I do just that...
getting lost in the feeling of his flesh
hot inside my mouth..
My own juices, betraying me, pooling between my legs,  
It’s going to rain down south...
My skin is hot, burning with passion,  
I may as well be the sun...
He breathes in and exhales deeply,
As I torture him with my tongue...
I take pride as he moans my name
Milking him for all he’s got...
His knees buckle beneath him  
I know I’ve hit the jackpot...
Between clenched teeth
He tells me to turn around...
I say, “I hope you brought a boat baby...because you’re about to drown...” 💦💦💦
 
- Poetic Gawdess

(photo credit: blckinkaddict on Instagram)