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.

Daily Prompt: Song (Oh Little Girl)

Oh little girl, little girl,

I’ve written a song for you.

A song I think you’d like,

It’s about what we do.

Some might say it’s wrong,

That it’s pornographic filth.

But they don’t have to listen,

They can remain old and stiff.

Oh little girl, little girl,

It talks about our sex.

About the way we fuck,

Some passages, quite complex.

They tell of lollipops and plugs,

Of lingerie and toys.

Of lots of lube and fingers too,

How all are gainfully employed.

Oh little girl, little girl,

I so hope you love the tune.

And think of it when we next dance,

Under a sinfully full blue moon.

via Daily Prompt: Song