Fingers

Fingers do oh so much good,

I wish right now my fingers could.

I wish they could stroke your soft warm skin,

Slip inside your mouth, to wet for sin.

My fingers caress, gliding over,

Down your neck and over your shoulder.

Tracing down your arching spine,

To cup that arse, that’s oh so fine.

My fingers feel how you are,

They sense if you’re near, or if you’re far.

They gauge whether I’m right or wrong,

They decide if you cum, just how strong.

Fingers do oh so much good,

I wish right now my fingers could.

 

 

 

I’m Not Here To Tease You

I’m not here to tease you,

I’m here to get you off.

I’m here to fuck you senseless,

To take you hard and rough.

Tonight I’m a blunt instrument,

I’m orgasms guaranteed.

I’ll have you in a jellied mess,

In no time at all, you’ll see.

My fingers, cock, and tongue,

Are more than ready for use.

You’re sure my word is my bond,

You know this beast speaks the truth.

I’m not here to tease you,

I’m here to make you cum.

I’m going to fuck you and so much more,

You’ll not know what hit you, once this beast is done.

Snuggled Up And Happy

Snuggled up and happy,

Feeling each other’s warmth.

Giving in a kiss,

Feeling what’s sought.

Soft languid passions,

Pour from soul to soul.

Love laced with lust,

Pleasure our collective goal.

Hands feeling out,

Fingers please with touch.

Pushing in and pulling off,

The tension builds so much.

Your wet salvation given,

As my hardness fills your hand.

Cumming for each other,

Natural design no grand plans.

Snuggled up and happy,

For we know what we like.

And that won’t be the last time,

We cum for each other tonight.

 

 

Fulfilled by Lust, by Love, and by You

My cock is hard,

My balls laden heavy.

You should be on your knees,

You should be ready.

For you’re mine to use,

My cock hungry whore.

The slut that I own,

That I love and adore.

I have such a need,

One that I must sate forthwith.

The urge to cum,

The need to give.

So get onto your knees,

Whilst I consider and choose.

Which holes I’ll fill,

Which holes I’ll use.

You’ll be happy to know,

That I’ve chosen all three.

And it could take hours,

To satisfy my needs.

My cock’s so hard,

As it fills your face.

Fucks your mouth,

Gagging disgrace.

Choking, wretching,

Sucking with greed.

Swallowing with gluttony,

My ejaculate seed.

My cock’s still hard,

Now I want your cunt.

As my fingers feel,

You’re wet with want.

I push cock in deep,

You let forth a gasp.

As I start to fuck,

I slip thumb into arse.

You shudder and cum,

As my phallus slams in.

Face flushed and red,

Split by a satisfied grin.

But now that dies,

As thumb’s substitute is cock.

Still so hard,

Bulging like rock.

It pierces your tight anus,

I see pain in pleading eyes.

They call for compassion,

Which I could choose to deny.

But I don’t, I’m gentle,

My mission’s not pain.

My mission is self pleasure,

And to give it the same.

So easily I glide,

Guided by your lead.

Easing to a pace,

That gives both our needs.

Gentle sodomy,

Loving mortal sin.

Leads to a crescendo,

As you cum, I give in,

Both reaching heaven,

With a ticket for hell’s gate,

Both fall fulfilled,

Lust fed, now abates.

And love moves in,

To cossett, to take hold.

To envelop our embrace,

Into warmth we now fold.

My cock was hard,

It was fit to burst through.

Now it lies satisfied,

Fulfilled by lust, by love, and by you.