Your One

You lick your fingers after you pull from inside.

You suck them clean as you look into my eyes.

Smouldering with the knowledge that you’ve made my cock hard.

Revelling in the pleasure you feel, as your legs slowly part.

You show me what you have, leave nothing to imagination.

You beckon me forward instruct “eat me til revelation.”

“Eat me til I see stars” you command me your slave.

Without hesitation I take my rightful place.

My mouth giving you all we both need.

My tongue working frantically to set your lust free.

Then as you shudder, shaking legs as you cum.

I smile with satisfaction, your slave, your one.

The Dream That I Hold

To hold you, to soothe you,

To make things right.

To snuggle, to cuddle,

Each and every night.

Dreams that I hold,

So close to my heart.

The dream that one day,

I’ll not have to depart.

To kiss you, to touch you,

Is what I want now.

To stroke, to caress,

To not have to bow.

The dream that I hold,

Almost as tight as I hold you.

The dream that one day,

I’ll not whisper adieu.

Obey You

I will obey
Every urge I feel
Towards you, I do bend
Off the horizon
Deeper behind
That’s where my need resides
It’s you that flows now
Not blood, sweat, or tears
It’s you circulating within
It’s you that seeps, creeps
You’re all I see, feel, and believe
Deeper behind
Off the horizon
Beyond the frame of our flesh
Behind the mirror of our love
I’ve become your beauty
And you have become my beast
Deeper than deep
To the edge, again
To the edge, always
Pleasure our horizon

Sworn

You stand before me,

Naked as you were born.

I can’t believe it’s true,

That to me you are sworn.

For you my Beauty,

Are a dream before my eyes.

For you my Beauty,

I could only have hoped to find.

So as you stand before me,

Naked as you were born.

Look into my eyes,

To see I am to sworn.

Sex Attire

The surge when I see you in sex attire,

Fills my heart, my veins with fire.

My cock bulges to an aching extreme,

My mind flies to imagine the scene.

The scenario of fucking for you and I,

Whimpers I’ll draw, aroused long sighs.

And so back to the room to make it real,

Here in real life, us, the real deal.

You ready and waiting in your sex attire,

Me ready and waiting to ignite lust’s fire.

I Remember

I remember the feel of your smooth soft skin.

How it felt in my grasp as I rammed my cock in.

How your hips felt squeezed tight in my grip.

As I hammered home lust, all mystery stripped.

I remember your soft scent, a musky delight.

As my tongue lashed your cunt and closing legs I did fight.

How you wriggled intently til you eventually bucked.

Cumming as I latched to your clit, as I fiercely sucked.

I remember gently tracing lines upon your skin.

Looking and loving, taking all of you in.

Thinking what did I do to deserve a girl such as this.

Saying “I love you” as we shared another lingering kiss.

His delight, your distress

Daddy wants you bound,

Wants you ready to receive.

He says you’ve been a naughty miss,

Wants to spank you for his grief.

Whether you’ve been a naughty girl,

Matters not in his grand scheme.

For he’d find anything at all,

To bring about this scene.

He loves to see his sweetest peach,

Loves to colour it pink.

The feel of warmth as his palm connects,

The squeals he hears, his kink.

So babygirl, my good, good girl,

You might as well transgress,

For Daddy wants what he wants,

His delight, your distress.