…That Night

I wish that night could have lasted forever
It was a pandemic across my body
Little death after little death

You and I in the shadows of that room
The freedom we felt, the lust we could smell
Our tongues were in a delirium

There was no ambiguity
Only pure sugar-sweet pleasure
And I had never been so high, so happy

We were each others confessor that night
My mouth and your cock
Your mouth and my pussy

🖤

Four Days

I’ve just landed,

We’re driving in your car.

I’m stroking your clit,

The hotel isn’t far.

You checked in earlier,

Prior to picking me up.

The reason? Priorities.

No time to waste, we need to fuck.

We get there,

Slide the key into its slot.

We enter where we’ll hide,

Cumming, ready or not.

Kissing hard on entry,

Again like never before.

Stripping so ungentile.

Throwing garments to the floor.

I push you back onto the bed,

And peel your tight jeans off.

I gaze upon you naked again,

A sight I need more of.

I pull your legs wide open,

Your bald cunt before me I see.

I waste no time at all,

I’m starved and need to feed.

I lick, I suck,

My tongue feverishly teases.

You shake, hips buck,

Cumming so fucking quick, so easy.

I smile satisfied, drop my pants,

Hard cock standing tall.

I slowly kiss every inch of you,

As upwards on top I crawl.

Its hard to enter you even though your wet,

So long since you’ve had a cock like mine.

You beg me to be gentle at first,

“Please daddy take your time!”

You grimace as I push in so deep,

My size stretching yours.

But as we slowly set a pace,

The pain’s forgotten for sure.

Lips and tongues,

Passing lust.

Passion feverish,

Bare back thrusts.

Harder, faster,

Frenzy ensues.

Stroke after stroke,

Plunging into you.

Gasping, breathing,

Feeding the need.

Jerking, spurting,

Firing the seed.

Hammering home,

My love for you.

You feel it and cum,

Showing you’re true.

And a calm falls over us,

A warm numb veil.

We separate,

And down your kisses slowly trail.

For you’ve so longed,

To taste our sex.

Sucking me clean,

To lift the hex.

For like me,

You’ve been bewitched.

Addicted to us,

Our nagging itch.

Not one hour’s passed,

Since my flight arrived.

And we lie in each other’s arms,

Satisfied.

We lie recovering,

For what comes next we need.

Four days and nights of fucking,

Four days of being where we want to be.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Voices In Our Head

I’m pondering schizophrenia,

The voices in our heads.

Do we all hear many?

Or are some synchronised instead?

Is it just me thinking?

Or is there someone else within?

When we’re alone,

Is it them suggesting things?

In me my sweet Beauty,

You know you’ve a loving Daddy.

But you also know the other guy,

His name begins with a Zeeee.

You know one loves to snuggle,

The other’s a little more rough.

He loves a dirty fuck!

But Daddy, well, he makes love.

I wonder if you ponder?

Which me do you expect?

I wonder if it excites you?

Not knowing who you’ll get.

 

 

 

For me. And for you.

Disorderly and wanton

My thoughts, my…thighs

I’m eager to escape

Holding dear the hidden images

Of the truth that lies beneath

And your smoothing thumb

Ensuring not a wrinkle in sight

I’ll do it for me, or is it for you?

The janitor for my trash speckled life

Picking me up, cleaning my dirtiness

You spread me open

And swirl your tongue

Wiping everything away

Cleanliness is next to godliness

And where there’s will, there is a way

The ink on my side

Promises one hell of a ride

And soon we’re both visiting our place

So…

Am I doing it for me?

Or is it for you?

I adore you Beast❤️