Your Glaring Dick

Bit by bit I’m returning

Sick of the shame

I’m surrendering to temptation…

Insidiousness my long lost friend

The guilt condensates

For my tongue to lick

As I smell my sinful flesh burning

I’m a loser at this game

Destined for damnation

My control is pretend

I make too many mistakes…

Blinded by your Glaring dick

via Daily Prompt: Glaring

Send Me My Angel!

Send me my angel!

So I can find out what I really want

Locked and loaded

My hips are spread all the way open

My desire…is liquid fire

So…do you have any last words?


I’m taking flight….breaking out

An X marks every day

Since you went away

And I’ve been rubbing, rubbing, rubbing…going blind

Because nothing is as it really seems

Hmm…at least you are still in my dreams

Ugh! A forced rehab, for my infection

Will I still be able to see your reflection?

Timing The Moment

Out of the blue

Into the black

My skin peels

That IS the way it feels

Promises are vows

Splintering, snapping, cracking in half

How much longer can I lie here…

With my hands tied behind my back?

The pills keep getting bigger and bigger to swallow

Me, myself, and I are the only ones left to wallow…

Tonight, I will try it again…

Timing the moment

I’ll come face to face with my God

I’ve so much to be forgiven for

Down here on my knees

Down here on my floor

The Exact Moment

I am an amputee since you left

Half of a whole

And everyday is a struggle

I need you like I need air

I need you like I need water

I’ve never had such a strong sexual attraction to anyone before. Ever. If I just think of you, my heart races, my blood boils, and I can’t catch my breath. It’s as if you have stolen all the oxygen right from my lungs. Along with my breath you have taken my self control. I no longer possess it. You do. I have become an object. Your sex object. Just as you have become mine. My body, my mind, my heart, my soul…every cell in my body has become 100% pure sex. My desire…has manifested into my life’s mission: To mate with you. To make you happy. To devour you. To eat from you. To share my body with you. To share my life with you. The sexual energy between us is palpable. I can feel it. I stroke it. I play with it. Most of the time…I am not aware what is even happening to me. On the one hand I feel euphoria…on the other a despair so great it feels like I am dying a thousand deaths. It is merely lust? Merely love? Merely passion? Why do I find it impossible to clearly put to words the ways in which you make me feel? Is it enough to say…I feel connected to you in a way…that most people will never feel for another human being as long as they live? If I tell you…I am crying as I type this….that my vital organs feel squeezed inside of my skin, trapped behind my bones…because they are being prevented from doing what they want to do: they want to be smushed up next to you. Our bodies are a perfect fit. Literally. Figuratively. It seems so trite to say we are puzzle pieces…and yet…that is exactly what we are. When we are together, everything feels right. When we are apart…it hurts. You are my man, I am your woman. Yet, we belong to others. The pain of our situation, for all involved…is the worst tragedy I can imagine. Sometimes I feel like we are playing out one of the saddest greek tragedies ever known to mankind. Do you believe me? When I tell you…I ache? From the moment I met you…the momentthe exact moment…and I remember it so well…I fell in love with you. I recognized you. I knew you. I knew who you were. I saw…myself.

Hard Menagerie

My organs make the song

Each visceral tune

As I pole-grind, lifting my hips up and down

Spinning, spinning, spinning

Love is your thick come-hither prong

And sex…we both eat with the same spoon

Ours is a Carousel that won’t ever breakdown

Spinning, spinning, spinning

You on yours, me on mine…but it won’t be long

Until just once becomes always in a blue moon

But for now this colorful, hard menagerie is our playground

Spinning, spinning, spinning


via Daily Prompt: Carousel

A sort of…fuel

If the chance I take

Is hidden…

A stereotype that’s a type-of-stereo…

Will my desire still pool?

I look down my front to heaven, for hell’s sake!

I know it’s inexplicable and forbidden

The way my lust heats down below

A sort of erotic…fuel


Aphrodite didn’t hesitate for one second, she immediately placed her hand onto Leon’s lower abdomen. “You didn’t undress Leon.” She smiled looking over his body. Leon saw a look of hunger in the woman’s beautiful eyes, he saw a desire which actually shocked him. Was it his imagination? Was he seeing what he wished, or was it real? Did this Goddess like creature really want him? Aphrodite narrowed her eyes and pushed Leon’s t shirt up over his belly exposing his toned, lightly haired stomach. She grinned and ran her index finger through the hairs in a figure of eight. “Can we remove your clothes Leon? I want to see you.” She asked without looking up from his belly. Leon took a deep breath, he felt it shake as he exhaled. “Yes.” He said quietly, nervously.

Aphrodite rose up onto her knees and grasped the neck of Leon’s t shirt pulling him up to join her. She lifted his t shirt over his head and tossed it off to the side, her soft slender hands came to rest onto Leon’s expanding chest. He was breathing heavily his heart was thumping in his chest, she could feel it. She could feel his excitement, she could feel his desire, and she could sense his fear. Her hands slowly ran up over his shoulders skirting their edges before one ran up into his hair, the other the nape of his neck. She pulled him forwards and tilted her head so they were lip to lip, nose beside nose. She paused mouth slightly open breathing in Leon’s scent, it wasn’t the soft floral scent that was melting Leon inside, it was more masculine. Leon exuded an aroma of a man that had been in a space suit, a man that had been working, it wasn’t fresh and clean but neither was it pungent or unpleasant. Aphrodite took one last breath before pushing her lips to his and invading Leon’s mouth with her wanting, needing tongue. His eyes opened wide as the beauty kissed him with a passion and ferocity he’d never before felt, and after a moment he reciprocated in kind. He ran a hand around and up her spine to push it into her long golden mane, he held her as she held him. His other hand reached behind and around her smooth warm body to rest on her hip, he pulled her in and completed their passionate embrace.

They knelt up writhing in a kiss to eclipse all kisses, their heads moving from side to side. They nipped at each others lips and their tongues explored and tasted every part of each others mouths. Leon smiled through the kiss as he tasted sweetness, almost like his favourite bubblegum as a child, but not as harsh, her taste was sweet and subtle. Aphrodite tasted him, the hours passed company issue mint toothpaste, she tasted a working man. They both reveled in each other as emotion flowed from each and every pore, as memories of long since forgotten passions resurfaced and fueled their combined desires.

Leon felt the bulge in his company issue boxers, he felt his cock stiffen inside his utility knee length shorts, and he felt Aphrodite’s firm but soft flesh in his arms. He broke away from the overwhelming kiss and looked into her eyes. He saw what he felt, he saw that she too was high on shear emotional joy. He saw that she had the same need that he did, he saw her smile a sly almost dirty grin as she bit her bottom lip and unexpectedly pushed him backwards. Leon lost balance and fell onto his back, he laughed, he was on passion’s playful cloud and watched Aphrodite straddle his legs. Her eyes were firmly fixed onto the bulge in his shorts, his fixed upon all he saw atop of him. She reached her hands forwards and lay them across his bulge and let out a satisfied sigh before pushing up to undo the button on his waistband. She did so slowly before peeling the Velcro fly open to expose the bulge further. Her eyes lit up at the sight of a wet patch in his underwear, he was truly aroused, he was truly hers. Again she placed a palm onto Leon’s bulge which sent a dull ache of want through his cock into his stomach, before sliding up to take hold of his remaining garments and slowly pulled them down. As she slid them off she too slid down his legs and as they pulled off his ankles she got a view of him in all his glory for the first time.

She looked at him and found she was overjoyed with what she saw. He was roughly her height, maybe a little taller. He was in good shape, fit, his body reasonably toned, but not like that of a contemporary, so called God, he was human. He had pale skin like hers, presumably from a lack of sunlight, it was rare to find a space fairer with a tan. He was unmanicured, his rampant phallus rose from a moderate bush of medium pubic hair that thinned as it made its way up over his belly and wide well formed chest. Yes she liked what had awoken her, she liked that which she had led in front of her, and now she would take him and would keep him.

Leon watched Aphrodite as she looked over his body, he was hoping beyond all hopes that she liked what she saw. He was unsure of what he should do, should he rise and take hold of this beautiful woman or should he wait for her to make the next move? In the end he didn’t have to make the decision as she made it for him. Aphrodite cupped his left foot in her hand and knelt to place a soft kiss on its top, she then slowly mouthed her way over his ankle and kissed up over the outside of his calf. He looked down passed his twitching erection and saw her lovingly lick over his knee. Her eyes connected with his as she slowly lapped up along his thigh. Leon felt his leg twitching as his whole body was overcome by a feeling of joyous arousal, he felt like his cock might explode at any moment as the sexual tension grew ever higher. It was then that Aphrodite first grasped his fully erect rod.

He groaned as she squeezed up over its head milking the drops of precum from within. She used her lips to softly cup a testicle, which her tongue then lazily rolled around in her mouth. He was in heaven, Leon led there and pondered whether he’d actually died as he’d opened the final chamber door, and whether this was actually his version of paradise that he was experiencing. Aphrodite stroked along his long substantial shaft as she moved to caress the other aching ball in Leon’s sack. She was aroused just as much as her new partner, she too had the precursal fluids of lust building and coating her sex ready for use. She too had an ache emanating from within her core that needed to quelled, needed to be settled by one thing and one thing alone. She started to stroke Leon with a firmer grip, she lifted her head to see him with his eyes closed and his mouth open, he was clearly enjoying what she was doing. Aphrodite made the decision there and then, she could wait no longer, the build up that she had wanted was just impossible for her to see through. She needed him, she needed his body inside her body, she needed to feel the love of another filling her to make her whole again. So without letting Leon’s sex go from her grasp, she rose over him, squatted down and guided his slick glistening head in between her own wet, hot labial lips and into her needful heart.

©Beast, Beauty Mirrors Beast 2017