Do You Remember

Do you remember?

My hard shaft in your grasp.

Lubed, as you were too,

As you guided me into your arse.

Do you remember?

You let out a cry of sweet pain.

You asked me please be gentle,

Asked that the beast remain chained.

Do you remember?

As pleasure rose to the fore.

So tight as you opened up to lust,

Now we want it more and more.

Do you remember?

The trust that it took to do.

The mutual respect offered up,

From both me and from you.

Daydreaming

Sat at work daydreaming of things we’ll do.

Sat hiding a hard on, yes it was true.

Those things that some might think depraved.

Those things some think dirty things we crave.

Sat daydreaming of anal sex, skull fucking too.

With a hidden hard on that belongs inside you.

Those things that we simply need and adore.

Like a cunt full of cum fucked hard til it’s sore.

I sat daydreaming today and I mailed to tell you.

Of my cock and my thoughts of all that we’d do.

And as I expected you replied and agreed.

That I’m not alone in what I need.

Your Anus My Captor

Bend yourself over,

Show me your arse.

Get my blood flowing,

Set your line, cast.

Draw me in,

Capture my lust.

Net what you need,

Take in that first thrust.

Slick as it slides,

Out and then in.

Your anus my captor,

Capturing my sins. 

Moaning pleasure,

Our cries of delight.

Cumming together,

Not trying to fight.

Releasing all,

Unbridled and free.

Your arse filled,

By me as you need.