Tag: Clit

Heart

Posted on by Beast in Poetry

She opened here legs wide apart,

“Is this pink bit here daddy, is this my heart?”

“No my love, that’s your clit.”

I whispered as I knelt to lick.

“But when I’m excited it has a beat!”

“Really my love? That’s pretty neat.”

“Yes daddy, Fuck yes, daddy, daddy don’t stop!”

It was then that her hips started to rock.

So I didn’t stop, I practiced my art.

And licked my way into my babygirl’s heart.

Upon our bed

Posted on by Beast in Poetry

Pictures of us in my head, 

You’re tied down ready upon our bed. 

No lingerie,  I see you nude,

Oh what a sight,  my Beauty filled view.

I ponder first, which course to take, 

A luxury I have,

As your unable to escape.

My mind made up, I touch your skin,

I gently caress, so softly it’s a sin.

Watching the goosebumps appear in fingers wake,

I listen to the contented sighs that you make.

I feel the want, ebbing from your heart, 

Now you’re ready,  now the fun starts.

Wand comes second, held firmly to clit,

You cum third, crying ” Holy shit!”.

An outburst crude, I’ll not stand for that.

And suddenly the wand is replaced with a slap!

“Aaargh fuck!” A cry of heartfelt pain,

Encouraging me to slap clit again and again.

Til then I hear what I need,

“I’m sorry daddy, I’m sorry, please!”

I stop and I climb between tied thighs,

I look for remorse in your blue eyes.

I see it there, real, I see regret,

I also see glistening, your cunt, it’s so wet.

So, what else is a daddy to do?

But kiss it all better, to lick up that dew.

To make good our play with tongue and lips.

To keep going as you cum, cum bucking hips.

I taste you my Beauty, my sweet tasting girl,

I lap up your juices as you cum, come unfurled.

Easing off, I’m proud of my sweet,

Thankful for the courage , the bravery I meet.

For its not everyday that anyone would give.

Themselves over bound to truly live.

So untied now, again I caress. 

And show you through love, how I’m truly blessed.