The Perfect Canvas

Gently, I tie off the rope around your knee and loop the loose end around the iron bed pole pulling your leg up into beautiful symmetry with the other. Now you’re how I want you, hands tied above your head, legs spread in a frog like pose, you’re open, defenceless. I gaze upon the beautiful sight before me, my dream come true.
Your already glistening pussy, moist with anticipation for what you know I can do is sat up waiting for me. Your eyes look longingly into mine, I had thought about a blindfold, but if your eyes were covered I wouldn’t see the look that I now see. I smile a smile of sweet satisfaction, happy that I’ve created the perfect canvas and now it’s time to create.
My fingers settle onto your soft smooth skin, so lightly you barely feel the touch as I trace over you tight buttocks, I feel you tense as the ticklish touch continues down and then back up you perfect long thighs. I feel you shake as nerves give away the feeling you are trying desperately to contain until finally my fingers draw to a halt on either side of your needy labia.
You’re breathing heavier as each second passes, and as I push down and slightly part you slender pussy’s lips I breathe in deeply taking a noseful of you musky feminine scent. I close my eyes and savour the odour that stiffens my cock to attention.
Finally I break the palpable tension, my tongue takes a long flat lap from perenium to clitorus and you let out a relieved groan as I start what we both want and need and suck softly on your swelling sensitive clit.

More than just bed

I love the line your suspenders take,
Framing your arse along with nets.
That fall away along the longest legs,
The kind that’d make any man beg.

You look over, toned, tattooed shoulder,
Narrowing eyes to a look that smoulders.
A look that says you need your Beast,
A look that invites him to grasp his treat.

So on cue he does just that,
He spins you around your arse he slaps.
Before grabbing two handfuls to squeeze,
And forcing a kiss to weaken your knees.

Tongues entwine, lust blood flows,
Cunt moistened, cock grows.
Hard now clamped between your thighs,
Throbbing in need, a need to be inside.

So Beauty you’re lifted to perch tables edge,
As I hold and pierce you with just my head.
A sigh, a groan, happy but needing more.
Net clad legs wrap, to pull in all.

Fingers caress flat belly and breasts,
Cock slips in and out, you’re oh so wet.
Grasping my hands to squeeze your tits,
Taking me in, rotating hips.

Finding a pace that brings pure pleasure,
I whisper the words “I want this forever!”
Eyes wide, meeting mine,
As both us lovers near that time.

Then letting go, you cry out and swoon,
Cumming with me as I fill your womb.
Hot streaks of passion thoroughly doused,
By fluids gushing, lust let out.

Not withdrawn, I pull you up to my lips,
I give you my love a tender kiss.
Before lifting you off the tables edge,
I carry you to a night of more than just bed.

A Longing

Longing to feel your skin against mine.

Longing to feel your heat inside.

Longing to taste you, to lick, to kiss.

Longing to synchronise hip to hip.

Longing to breathe deep breaths with you.

Longing to gasp as we grind love through.

Longing to come apart, destroyed by lust.

Longing to share with you, our ultimate trust.

Longing that’s there every single day.

Longing that I know will never go away.

Longing that I’ll never lose.

A longing for you, a longing I choose.

Cunnilingus and Fellatio

Cunnilingus and fellatio.

Such wonderfully erotic words.

Rolling off the tongue so easily.

To imagine them wrong is absurd.

So tell me why some find them offensive?

How could it ever be?

For they sound like names of deities.

Not sexual acts between you and me.

So, say them softly and slowly.

Pay them the regard they deserve.

And imagine what it feels like.

As you linger upon each beautiful word.

Daily Prompt: Compromise (Favours Earned)

Your sweet little cunni,

Is just too yummy,

For any kind of compromise.

It’s taste and texture,

Gives such pleasure,

My erection shows, I can’t hide.

My need to feed,

Inbetween your knees,

To taste your sex, oh so lush.

And I’ll work for hours,

Knelt down in your power,

To draw that orgasmic gush.

So please my love,

Give that above,

All else, you possibly could.

And I’ll surely return,

All favours earned,

Because as lovers, we definitely should.

via Daily Prompt: Compromise

I’m 47…

I’m 47

And
I’m in heaven✨
I found it here on earth
With you…
A pearl
For my necklace…
I’m in a tight-twirl 
Your needy babygirl
It’s you…I swirl
The time we have…
Lasting an eternity
Holding hands
Bundled up in love
Happy….truly happy…
My hips move like my lips
My lips move like my hips…
Swallowing you whole
Shaking free your soul
Making you feel it too…
Our heaven on earth 🌏
I love you Beast ❤️

Our game

“Come my Beauty sit with me, but before you do slip off your panties.” I smile patting the sofa beside me.

“Why Daddy? Whatchya gonna do?” She says slowly, seductively, while curling a long blonde lock of hair around her finger.

“Do it and you’ll find out.” I say looking her directly in the eye, looking to see if my little miss is going to be a good girl for her Daddy tonight.

“Okay!” She chirpily says lifting her little tartan skirt to get to the matching little thong, but before she pulls the almost non existent panties down she looks up wide eyed. “Why don’t I need panties Daddy?”

“Because we’re gonna play a game.”  I say.

“Will I like the game Daddy?” She asks with such innocence that I almost forget she knows what’s coming.

“You’ll love it Babygirl, now come on!” I encourage her whilst hoping for her compliance.

Then without another word she slides her fingers in though the string of the waistband and slides the skimpy underwear down over her thighs until it drops to the floor at her feet. She giggles and blushes while cupping her smoothly shaved pussy hiding it from my sight. But then looking for my reaction her fingers part, in doing so they also part the lips which she decided she didn’t want to hide after all. My eyes light up as her little pink clit comes into sight, hers light up as she clearly sees the excitement in my gaze.

“Are you going to play with this Daddy?” She asks coyly, yet there again is that seductive undertone that she so wonderfully conveys.

“Uh huh…” I reply coolly not wanting her to see how damned desperate I am to get my hands on her.

“Okay.” she says again almost skipping over before spinning to bump down beside me.

I look down over her long slender thighs and up past the tiny skirt and tight sheer white blouse that fails so badly at hiding little breasts and taut erect nipples. I lift my hand to cup her cheek and drop my mouth to hers for a soft kiss. Her lips are soft and taste of cherry candy and as my tongue slips into her mouth to meet her tongue the sweet candy taste gets stronger. The desire between us both is palpable, the feeling in that first kiss is intoxicating and before we know it a passion rises to take the kiss into a forceful dimension.

I feel her hand slip down and cup the erection that has risen inside my pants, she pulls back from our kiss to show me her mock shock and open mouth. “Daddy! What happened?” She asks with such a good impression of concern. “I don’t know?” I reply as my hand finds he soft smooth thigh and slides up to find those now warm and moist pussy lips. “Oh my!” She gasps as my fingers push between them and slowly starts to stroke around the hard little nub of pleasure sending nerves that is her clit.

Her lips push back against mine as we reengage the kiss as before but this time more softly and exploratory in nature. Her hand works rubbing my bulging phallus through my pants in time with my own fingers stroking her now very wet vagina. She lifts her leg up and over mine allowing me more access as I up the ante and use a second finger to rub rapidly over her clit. She starts to moan into my mouth as our tongues swirl around each others. Her hips tilt up almost begging me to push into her, so without the audible request I take the cue and slip the two fingers inside. Her head flops back against the sofa and she gasps as my fingers push in to circle the rough g spot on the roof of her cunt.

“Daddyyyyyyyy!!!” Comes the drawn out cry as I firmly caress the ever wetter and flushed interior of her sex. Then it happens, I feel her spasm and clamp around my fingers as a gush of warmth flows around them. I feel her leg over mine shaking before both her hands grab my head and pull my lips to hers, this time she kisses me with violence, forcefully, passionately as her orgasm takes hold. I slide my fingers out of her labia and slowly caress her throbbing clit, as I do she draws in a sharp breath. “No Daddy, too sensitive!” Comes her plea, so I lift my cum coated fingers to her lips where we both lick them clean savouring the musky taste of our game.