I live for you

I live for those times,

Those times with you.

I thrive after my trips,

And what we do.

You are my heart,

My rhythm, my beat.

You keep me sane,

Make me complete.

The longer I’m away,

I feel frayed.

The longer we’re apart,

Sanity’s strained.

Because I live for you,

And our times as one.

You make me whole,

When I could easily come undone.

I’m Nakey

I’m nakey, right now!

Not a stitch on my skin.

I wish you were here,

We were committing sins.

I’m nakey, right now!

Alone I’m afraid.

So with a heavy heart,

I’ll masturbate.

I’m nakey, right now!

And for you I’ll cum.

Stroking my cock,

O’er your sexy lil bum.

I’m nakey, right now!

Oh how I wish

That we were together,

And I wasn’t holding my dick.

My Little Slut

My little slut,

My dirty little whore.

Sweating as you cum,

Led naked on the floor.

Dildo in your cunt,

Vibrating aching clit.

Shaking into orgasm,

As your wet sex drips.

Your phone sits watching,

Recording all for me.

Your phone my window,

Letting Daddy see.

My little slut,

My dirty little whore.

Now my cock’s in hand,

Wanking til I’m sore.

Your Cure

It builds so slowly,

Placid cool, to a simmering rage.

It builds in gradual increments,

Never once repeated, the same.

The need for flesh, the need to fuck,

The nagging want with which I’m stuck.

Only you know what will sate.

Only you can relieve what I need.

Only your mind and your body,

Will give me peace.

It’s building slowly,

Now, as I type these words.

It’ll soon be time for you to administer,

The requirement, your cure.