Awakening

In my mind I saw you in nets, held up by suspenders red.

I imagined you crawling up, slithering onto the bed.

You parted my legs and settled in, a sweet harlot between my knees,

My cock was already hard, aroused by the vision I see.

You grasped the phallus with a filthy grin, as you slowly started to stroke.

Your eyes burning with desire, fires of lust being stoked.

Licking up along it’s length, you kissed upon its head.

Before whispering over the glans, I felt your hot breath.

“I’m going to fuck you, I’m going to drain your seed.”

“I’m going to fill myself with you, because It’s what I need.”

“I want this cock inside me, it filling my very core.”

“And to get what I want, I’m willing to be your whore.”

It’s at this point that I awoke, I was pulled rudely from my dream.

Damn! I cried a desperate cry, I want to get back to that wonderful scene.

Did You Really Squirt?

Did you really think of me,

As you came gushing over your rug.

Did you picture your daddy’s cock,

Imagine it inside you, did we fuck?

Did I arouse you that much,

That you lost control, did you really squirt?

Did you ejaculate,

Like me when I’m wanking, did you spurt?

I hope you did,

I want you to lose all control.

I need to hear that you did,

To warm my perverted filthy soul.

Drawn

I’ve drawn you,

Each stroke I thought “I’m lucky this is mine”.

Tracing your form,

Stopping to stare at your perfect lines.

My art a mere copy of what this world gave in you.

My work never giving justice no matter how I do.

I’ve drawn you,

I think to have you here in my hands.

Tracing your perfect form,

Wishing life into my creation as each stroke expands.

Let Me Be Me

The visions I’d had,

Wild wild dreams,

Weren’t as unrealistic,

As they might have seemed.

I dreamt of a slave,

A girl on her knees,

Giving me head,

Whenever I pleased.

I’d fantasised,

Of submission given,

Of taking my fill,

From a horny girl driven.

Then the reality came,

It came through you,

You became the slave,

The submissive too.

You swallowed my cock,

Like a greedy lil slut,

You gave your body,

Which til sore I fucked.

You let me be,

The beast that hunts,

You let me feed,

From your aching cunt.

You truly became,

All I’d wanted and more,

You played your part,

For me, my whore.

But much more than this,

You set my dreams free,

You loved me enough,

To let me be me.

And I thankyou my love,

The girl that I adore,

And I hope to return all,

The dreams you’d to thought.