Sunday’s Sinful Suggestion

Please let me offer a suggestion.
A thought of what you might need.
I think it’d help release stress.
Help you feel good, perhaps fill you with glee.
Let me impart a little suggestion.
An idea for some time to yourself.
Be it in the shower, in bed, or behind a closet door.
Just go, I promise, it’s good for your health.
Let me assist you with a suggestion.
Just go wherever to find the real you.
Go and get off in the best way you can.
You’ll feel much better, I know it to be true.
Let me offer this glorious suggestion.
In good faith that it will always be.
That the best things we can do for ourselves.
Come with our own touch and sinful sexuality.

Touched

My touch soaks in, through your eyes to your mind.
Your hand conveys desires I write.
Self pleasure, self love, inspired by me.
The dreams I commit to the page set free.
Reading you create the scene within.
You and me envisaged in blissful sin.
Sighs of joy you stifle to hide.
Until you can’t til lust lets fly.
My touch now seems oh so real.
It courses to create the glow you feel.
And to think I lie a thousand miles away.
But somehow I still touched your soul today.

Sweet Defeat

I taste your essence,
As my tongue slips in.
I taste your soul,
I taste its sin.
I lap it up greedily,
For it feeds my black soul.
If it were possible,
I’d eat you whole.
I taste wanton lust,
As you spill it and cum.
I taste satisfaction,
It tells me I’ve won.
I lick up every drop,
For this victory’s sweet.
The prize I now possess?
Your orgasm taken in sweet defeat.

As Good As Lust Gets

Watching you watching me.
Through excited eyes each can see.
What they want, their heart’s desire.
It’s time to burn, to stoke the fires.

With deep thought, with deeper touch.
A kiss so soft as I clasp binding cuffs.
Knowing smiles appear on our lips.
A gasp passes forth as hands grasp pert tits.

I have what I want, I have my muse.
To clamp hard nipples, to sexually abuse.
An uncontrolled squeal is met with a slap.
Opened mouth now receives its gag.

Such beauty bound engorges cock.
Arousing whimpers, so fucking hot.
Pain endured wets between your thighs.
Fingers forced in widens surprised eyes.

In and out, around and around.
Drawing your soul out through muffled growls.
Then you cum, you cum with a gush that wets.
And damn this feels good, as good as lust gets.