Sex

There’s good sex, there’s great sex,

Then there’s you and me.

Our sex on another level,

Open, exciting and free.

Not bound by fear of failure,

Not scared to give a try.

Adventurous might come somewhere close,

Stupendous! That’s more like.

Hour upon hour of sensual joy,

Time taken to reassure.

Each giving in our own special way,

Each wanting to give more and more.

There’s good sex, There’s great sex,

And I can tell you hand on heart,

That those types of sex my girl,

For us they’re only the start.

Today

Today I feel naughty,

Today’s a day I’d play.

Today I’d smack your sexy lil arse,

And have you my way.

Today I’d dress you sexy,

Today I’d admire the view,

Today I’d gaze upon you my love,

Before I do what I do.

Today I’d fuck you hard,

Today you’d know how I feel,

Today we’d cum again and again,

Stealing all the love we could steal.

I fucking own you

You are mine.

I fucking own you.

I’m yours.

You own me too.

Our love, our lust,

Our sexual rage.

Could write a tome,

Page after filthy page.

Sordid acts,

Debauchery.

Nothing not tried,

By you and by me.

Physical,

Psychological bliss.

Puckered up ready,

For Daddy’s belt’s kiss.

Tied tight,

Blindfold, black as night.

Anticipation, exhilaration,

Lust done just right.

I fucking own you,

You, you’re my one desire.

You own me,

You hold my burning inner fire.

Obey You

I will obey
Every urge I feel
Towards you, I do bend
Off the horizon
Deeper behind
That’s where my need resides
It’s you that flows now
Not blood, sweat, or tears
It’s you circulating within
It’s you that seeps, creeps
You’re all I see, feel, and believe
Deeper behind
Off the horizon
Beyond the frame of our flesh
Behind the mirror of our love
I’ve become your beauty
And you have become my beast
Deeper than deep
To the edge, again
To the edge, always
Pleasure our horizon

Sex Attire

The surge when I see you in sex attire,

Fills my heart, my veins with fire.

My cock bulges to an aching extreme,

My mind flies to imagine the scene.

The scenario of fucking for you and I,

Whimpers I’ll draw, aroused long sighs.

And so back to the room to make it real,

Here in real life, us, the real deal.

You ready and waiting in your sex attire,

Me ready and waiting to ignite lust’s fire.

I Remember

I remember the feel of your smooth soft skin.

How it felt in my grasp as I rammed my cock in.

How your hips felt squeezed tight in my grip.

As I hammered home lust, all mystery stripped.

I remember your soft scent, a musky delight.

As my tongue lashed your cunt and closing legs I did fight.

How you wriggled intently til you eventually bucked.

Cumming as I latched to your clit, as I fiercely sucked.

I remember gently tracing lines upon your skin.

Looking and loving, taking all of you in.

Thinking what did I do to deserve a girl such as this.

Saying “I love you” as we shared another lingering kiss.

Frozen With You

Your safe hands
Pulling my pin, exploding my sin
Gliding along, nothing is wrong
Your fingertips…tip and finger
So slowly they linger
Memorizing the figure of my speech
Of my body, of my…beseech
The way she twirls, curls
And oh my! Those swirls…
Past becomes present, tensing
As if the world could really stop
Frozen in time, frozen with you

Your Anus My Captor

Bend yourself over,

Show me your arse.

Get my blood flowing,

Set your line, cast.

Draw me in,

Capture my lust.

Net what you need,

Take in that first thrust.

Slick as it slides,

Out and then in.

Your anus my captor,

Capturing my sins. 

Moaning pleasure,

Our cries of delight.

Cumming together,

Not trying to fight.

Releasing all,

Unbridled and free.

Your arse filled,

By me as you need.