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.

No Comparison

There’s nothing quite like my Babygirl’s touch.

The way she strokes the way she sucks.

My shaking legs give it all away,

As my Babygirl, my good girl plays.

She does for me what no one else ever could.

Those eyes looking up, looking oh so fucking good.

Those luscious lips sliding along my length.

Oh good Lord, just the thought, give me strength.

There’s no one on earth like my sweet Babygirl.

There’s no comparison in this world.

She the most wonderful sweetheart alive today,

And boy oh boy can my sweetheart play.

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.

Far From His Light

Your cup runneth over,

Filled full with perversion’s desire.

Your fires within rise,

Fueling a heretical pyre.

The dagger in your hand,

Gripped ready to plunge inside.

Given over to lust,

And the temptation upon which she rides.

Give yourself up to me,

Lie spread upon my altar.

Hold your nerve my sacrificial lamb,

Be strong, do not falter.

Give me the strength you hold inside,

As you work your ungodly rights.

Share the power you’d openly conjure,

As a Pagan far from his light.

Within

Can you read my mind?
The way I cast you in my sequel
Knowing what you need from me
Limitless sex, we’re two of a kind
How it feels to be me
How it feels for you

The buildup, the prequel
Touching outside the fantasy
The lines of my heart
A truth that isn’t cruel
Starry ceilings flashing in our eyes
A passion to be pulled-apart
In my body-box, your perfect tool
And you’re eating every one of my sighs
Made from your heart shaped promises
Kissed to me in the dark
You feel me dive for every one
Deeper than your skin
Deeper than your sin
Even your guilt
I’m now within

Your One

You lick your fingers after you pull from inside.

You suck them clean as you look into my eyes.

Smouldering with the knowledge that you’ve made my cock hard.

Revelling in the pleasure you feel, as your legs slowly part.

You show me what you have, leave nothing to imagination.

You beckon me forward instruct “eat me til revelation.”

“Eat me til I see stars” you command me your slave.

Without hesitation I take my rightful place.

My mouth giving you all we both need.

My tongue working frantically to set your lust free.

Then as you shudder, shaking legs as you cum.

I smile with satisfaction, your slave, your one.

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.