Your stars and stripes drew me in.
To come to America the land of sin.
Cities paved with opportunities gold.
Doors open to swallow all whole.
But I’m not interested in the banner up high.
I’m after the one atop of your thighs.
The starred and striped panties hugging arse tight.
Oh say can you see what I see tonight!
Two predators, watching their prey.
Each move it makes, each swing each sway.
Four hungry eyes, taking all in.
Pondering taste of flesh beneath skin.
Six seconds the time, time it’ll take.
Once covers broken to capture and sate.
Eight limbs entwined, clawing at flesh.
Beast and his Beauty doing what they do best.
The epiphany of you
Inside the shelter of me
Feeling around in our dark
Trying to be quiet…
But we can’t stop our sound
You have the tongue
And you hold the power
I pull up my pants…
And my passion becomes crushed
You pull them down…
And set me free
Delving into the depths of our mutual Gratitude
Our bond, our wed-lock
I am the meaning
You are the home
And it is so very, very sweet
via Daily Prompt: Gratitude
“Don’t worry.” she said in a soft reassuring tone as she trickled the cold string of her favoured slick lube down over his exposed anus. His eyes widened as the sudden chill to his most sensitive area did nothing to relax him. “Please don’t hurt me.” Came a whimpering pitiful plea in reply as she gently pushed her index fingers against his now glistening sphincter. “Try to relax.” She advised as she felt him tense as she slowly started to push her latex clad finger inside him. He had his eyes closed tight and he was panting breaths as he’d read on one of the web sites she’d recommended. She was in and was slowly pushing past the second knuckle, twisting as she went. He was amazed that it didn’t hurt, that it actually felt fine, now he understood how pleasure could be obtained from such a situation. He felt his legs shake involuntarily as she found the spot, she gently massaged around it feeling his prostate, doing her thing with an expert touch. His cock stiffened as never before and he felt as if he might explode and cum there and then on just this sensation alone. But just as he was getting into the feel it suddenly stopped, she pulled her finger out and took a wipe from bedside the bed. Wiping his arse clean of the slick clear lube she smiled and cheerfully informed him “Well that feels fine, you can redress now.” As he dressed his Dr discarded the glove into the bin for incineration and washed her hands. “I’ll recommend the insurers that you’re in great shape Mr B.” She said happily and to her mind helpfully. He stood distracted nodding as he picked up his coat, he was looking at her lips moving but didn’t hear a word as he was thinking about how hard he was going to cum when he got home.
Purge me, beat me,
Rip out my sin.
Drag it forth through tears,
Pouring from within.
Tie me, bind me,
Batter out my confession.
For every indiscretion.
Hurt me, sting me,
Replace the emptiness inside.
Give me reason,
For this purposeless life.
Fill me, fuck me,
Lift up my black heart.
Rebuild me in your image,
Through pain hit restart.
Tender sweet peach,
Smooth soft skin.
A sight to inspire,
All kinds of carnal sin.
Kind soft strokes,
Warming playful smacks.
Bites that draw groans,
To screaming through slaps.
Your tender sweet peach,
A sight to behold.
Fruit from my Gods,
To treasure like gold.
You’re thoughtful to a fault.
Putting others ahead of yourself.
Doting mother, loving daughter.
If love were monetary, you’d have extreme wealth.
But you don’t keep it stored up.
Stash it hidden away.
You give it freely to those close by.
And ME I’m glad to say.
Thankyou my beauty.
I will always try to show you.
How much that your love means to me.
And my extreme gratitude.
The sensual slip of languid tongue.
Bringing forth a host that throngs.
Sparks flash through synaptic paths.
Tingling flesh, heart racing fast.
Pulling me in, hands in my hair.
Don’t you fucking stop, there, yes there!
Flailing tongue, moistened clit.
Orgasmic release, mind cracked open, split.
Shuddering to warmth, a glow so sweet.
A loving look as gazes meet.
Pulling me up with a need to taste.
Lips and tongues leave nothing to waste.
How do you do it you lovingly ask?
With care, with love, and the will to last.