Oral (Poem)

Its been years.

When I last saw you

Reliving fears

Memories that don’t haunt you.

“Do this for me.”

I remember that clear.

“Just open your mouth.”

You’re asking was sincere.

I look at it again.

Why was it so swollen?

So Thick

“Just try, take the tip”

I nodded when I went down.

All my fears wearing a dark gown.

One face in particular flashed before my eyes

Sister Carol stating my demise.

‘Don’t judge me’

That’s what I thought.

As I lick my lips,

And I took what he brought.

A mingle of flavors,

Crashed into my mouth.

Irish spring, cologne, and musk,

All went south.

He injected further,

Into the hole.

Barely taking it all,

Had nothing to hold.

“Relax your jaw,

Then swallow it in”

‘Is he crazy?’

Cried the sister again.

Steeling myself.

Stiffining my back.

“I’ll give him this’ I thought.

I can’t take it back.

Faster he rode.

Quickening the pace.

“I’m cuming. Stay still.

Let it go on your face.”

He pulled out.

And corded rope

Escaped my mouth.

It landed on it’s mark.

On my face,

On swollen lips, as they part.

“Did you like.

What we did?

Don’t be afraid to say.”

“It was my first time. Maybe

I will another day.”

Another time did not come.

Janine took over.

I felt so dumb.

Now I have a new lover.

It’s been years since it happened,

I acquired the taste.

Too bad you were in a hurry.

In such a haste.

The fear I remember,

Was a time gone by.

He let me go.

And I did not die.

(Let me know how you like it. Fia xoxox)

Stetson Hat

 

I had one drink.

Maybe it was four.

You pulled up a chair.

I heard it scrape against the floor.

I didn’t want to look.

But who was I to withstand?

The scent of masculine cologne.

The strength in those hands.

I finally looked.

But I could not see.

The eyes I knew.

That was undressing me.

“Good evening,” he said.

With timber so deep.

I shamelessly squirmed.

On this hard bar seat.

“Hi” I said.

Oh, did that come from me?

Not tonight girl.

You had a drink.

Okay you had three.

“I like the hat.”

It’s sleek and dark.

He chuckled at that.

It hit the mark.

“Can I get you some water?”

Who is this man?

He could have taken advantage.

I can’t even stand.

“This could be your night.

I had a few you see.”

He shook his head no

Who could this be?

“Oh, it will be my night.

With you, but not like this.

I want you to remember me.

And not some Hangover kiss.”

I took that water.

In one large swallow.

In greed

“Take a couple more.

I’ll give you what you need.”

He kept his word that night.

I never saw him again.

The moon was so bright.

There was more to this man.

He left me one thing.

Why I do not know.

That damn Stetson hat.

It makes me glow.

I Hate — You? (Poem)

 

I hate that I was attracted to you.

I hate that you affect me.

I hate wanting you.

I hate it all you see.

It started off great.

It was so sweet.

A twinkle in your eye.

I shuffled my feet.

Then you asked.

I said yes.

You wore a suit.

I wore a dress.

The meal was nice.

The talk was brief.

Didn’t want to say goodbye.

Didn’t want to go to sleep.

The night was perfect.

Intense was passion.

Scared it won’t fit.

Learned you wore Maxion.

Easy was the glide.

Every stroke hit the spot.

Increasing the pace.

Not wanting you to stop.

Then it happened.

Without control.

My release.

Touching your soul.

You showed to much.

That was not your plan.

Why didn’t you say it.

Why didn’t I understand?

I don’t hate you.

Not really you see.

I hated that I wanted,

More than it could ever be.

I sit here thinking of the touch.

Of the embrace.

I hate that I’m alone.

I hate this look on my face.

Again, I don’t hate you

It was a dream that came to life.

It should have stayed a dream.

I would have had a better–,

Life.

(Let me know how this makes you feel. Fia xoxo)

Beast in the Red Dress pt 7(Rated R) Nipple

This is intended for mature audiences. This is the beginning of some intense sexual scenes. If you do not like this, please move on. If you do I hope you like it.

Angel

The night went by with me working out in my room. These two were driving me crazy. I think this is my punishment for killing all those people.

Why get me in a house with two men that are as hot as hell and I am designated seventeen years old? After the workout out I took a cold shower and went to bed planning on what I needed to do tomorrow.

I woke up before the sun rose and meditated. The focus is to get Lennette by herself. I will have to shake Jen and antagonize Joshua. I had a full day to prepare for.

I went downstairs wearing light blue skin-tight jeans. A body suit in white that did not plunge down too far in the front but was stretchy enough to do what I needed it to do. I paired my jeans with a jean jacket. As for my feet, I wore white flats that matched my top and a tiny handpurse.

As for my face, I lined my eyes with a soft coal liner that made them pop. For my lips, I put on a sheer lip gloss that had a little plumping factor in it. Once clothes and face were done. I through my unruly curls up in a top ponytail and let a few fall. Giving that teen innocent look.

Marcus was at the table reading the paper and Tyler was coming in from the side. I went to get some orange juice when I felt the little hairs lift on my neck.

I turned and both of them were looking at me.

“What?”

Marcus did not answer but the way he was staring gave me the idea he was trying to gather his thoughts.

“You look nice,” Tyler said.

I lifted the glass and said, “ Thanks.”

“What is that scent?” Marcus asked, finally saying something.

“Opium by Rhianna. You like it?”

“It’s nice.”

I had enough of this weirdness.

“I have a favor to ask and I figure since we are a team I should be able to.”

“Yeah, what’s up?” Tyler said going to the frig to get something to drink.

“Tomorrow is my eighteenth birthday and I want to go to town to buy myself a gift.”

They looked at each other puzzled.

“You want to buy yourself a gift?” Marcus asked trying to figure out my angle.

“Yes. No hidden agenda. Just a gift.”

“Yeah, I’ll take you. Is one alright? I have to do something.”

“One sounds good.”

I turned around and decided that tomorrow was the day I would act completely lecherous. That gave me a smile because I felt they should feel as sexually frustrated as I was.

The Ward House

I was greeted by Jen at the door. She looked cute with her casual short skirt and top. She had her hair down too. I looked better that way.

“Hi, Angel. Come inside Len and Joshua are in the back by the pool.”

“Pool? I did not think we were doing that?”

“No, they just like being out there.” She explained.

We went out and Lennette had her eyes closed getting sun and Joshua just stared at me.  He looked at my outfit and then turned as if I did not catch the tell he liked what he saw.

“Hey, Angel’s here can I walk her around?”

“Not yet she just got here Jen. Let her sit for a minute.” Lynnette said with her eyes still closed.

I sat there looking at the pool and the landscape. Very elegant and expensive.

Lennette finally turned and opened her eyes.

She blinked a couple of times before speaking.

“You look nice.”

“Thanks,”  I said and took off the jacket. My back was bare and Lennette’s eyes would not look away.

I leaned back on the lounge chair I was sitting on knowing that the imprint of my nipple ring would show.

Lennette’s eyes widened then she schooled her face.

“You’re a fast runner. Why are you here? You should be preparing for the Olympics or something?” Jen asked not realizing that she hurt her cousin’s feelings.

“I just like to run. No aspiration for the Olympics.”

“Len’s wants to.”

“I can see that,” I said giving the compliment to boost her ego

We sat there for a while talking about the school and classes when I decided this was the moment to start.

“Hey Jen where is the bathroom?”

“Oh let me take you.”

“Jen, sit. I will take her to my room to the bathroom. It’s fine.” Lennette said in a bored tone.

I followed her inside keeping track of where I was going. We passed by a library and it looked like there was a small desk inside.

“Here’s my room.” She opened the door and it looked like a rich girls room. Everything is modern and expensive. The bathroom was off to the side. I went inside and closed the door enough that it did not lock.

It took only three minutes before she decided to come into the bathroom. She closed it until it locked.

“ I looked at her from the mirror. She had this look of uncertainty.”

“What is it that you want? “ I said sternly snapping her attention to me.

“Say it.”

“I-I want to-“

I turned and looked at her and she lowered her eyes.

“Have you been with a girl before?”

She looked around nervously.

“This will not work if you do not tell me.”

“No.” She whispered.

“But you want me?”

She gave a slight nod.
“Have you  been with a guy?”

“Yes.” She said more confidently.

“Did you not like it?”

“I did but I just-“

“You are curious andyou thought we could explore this together?”

She nodded. Funny how the up-front girl is so timid right now.

“I have been with a girl and I have to tell you I am dominant. I am very dominant.”

She liked her lips as if she was thirsty.

“Since you answered my question, I will give you a gift.”

She looked up at me with a question.

“Come to me.” She hesitated but came and stopped in front of me.

I pulled my cleavage open revealing my nipple with the bar in it. She was riveted bu the sight.

“Kiss it.”

She looked at me.

“Do it or this is over before we begin.”

She leaned over and kissed my nipple.

“Lick it then suck it.”

She looked up as she did as she was told and she moaned a little.

“Enough.” I pulled my tit out of her mouth and covered up.

“Did you like how I tasted?”

“You tasted like sweet cream.”

“Did you like it?”

“Yes.”

“Do you want this to go further? Once this begins I will not stop. Think before answering.”

“Yes.”

“Good girl. Tonight at 10 I will call you. Do not touch yourself until I say so.”

Her eyes were dilated and I knew she was wet.

“Yes?” I asked.

“Yes.” She whispered.

I walked past her and left the bathroom and then her room to be greeted by a hand around my neck and Joshua’s face inches from mine.

“Don’t hurt my sister.” He leaned in and kissed me so hard he bit my lip and it bled.

He moved away and went back outside.

Yup, these two are out of control. I licked my lip not wanting blood on my shirt.

“Hey, are you all right? Are you ready to eat? I can give you the tour after.” Jen said so excitedly that I felt sorry for her to be with family.

I said yes and went to get a cold drink, so my lip did not swell.

Home

The car ride was silent and tense. Tyler kept staring at my lip and did not ask what happened.

Once home Marcus blocked my route to my room.

What happened to your mouth?”

Tyler was behind me waiting for the answer.

“It was an aggressive kiss. It was fine.”

They both did not believe me but that was what it was.

“By the girl?”

I looked over my shoulder and Tyler was ready to fight.

“No. But I am fine. I have intel. Let me get comfortable and we will talk. Relax, I know what I am doing.”

I pushed past them and went to my room. They are getting attached, is that good?

Breast (POEM) “R”

In the beginning,

It was flat.

No interest in them,

They did not attract.

One day they bud.

Like a blossoms on a tree.

Not fully open,

But they were there to see.

Then it started to swell.

To itch and irritate.

What is happening?

To my non flat state.

Then one night.

It was hot you see.

I wore cotton,

To let them breath.

By accident.

Only by chance.

The fabric rubbed,

And nipples danced.

I looked around.

Making sure no one sees.

This test of flesh.

I’ll do on me.

I cupped and squeezed.

I rolled and pulled.

Noticing this was,

Causing a pool.

Down below,

At the apex of my sex.

What have I started?

Is this the best that it gets?

I stopped at once.

This was not right.

I should not do this.

In the dead of the night.

Then time had passed.

They were on display.

That’s when someone.

Wanted to play.

We went out.

And saw a flick.

We went to his place.

Just for a bit.

It was nice.

Music and wine.

He sat close.

Wanting to unwind.

It was sweet.

To have him kiss and moan.

Then he touched them.

Like I did back home.

His hands felt better.

So, I let him roam.

Should I stop this?

Telling moan.

A button undone.

He released one.

Then he did it.

Something I never felt.

A hot tongue,

I began to melt.

There was a suck.

And pull.

There were teeth,

And hums.

I need to stop this.

Before I’m undone.

“Shh, don’t worry.

This is as far I’ll go tonight.

Just enjoy,

The sting of my bite.”

I enjoyed what we did.

I must admit.

Learning how sensitive,

They could be.

Is the shit.

Later on,

they became something more.

But that was a while yet.

So, I explored.

There are secret things.

We do with no light.

What I did,

Cause me great delight.

(I hope you are enjoying these poems. Let me know. Till next I write, Fia xoxo)

Secret Ride 2 (POEM) Tamer Version

He came at night,

On a wind of heat.

A bead of sweat,

On lips so sweet.

“Come with me”

He whispered close.

They are all asleep,

Said, my sexy host.

I crawled out of bed.

On crumpled sheets.

A teddy that cling,

To my heat.

Just be quiet.

It will be fun.

No one will know,

Not even one.

Once inside the fun began.

I held on,

To my mystery man.

The ride was fast.

Loose and free.

For that night was meant for me.

Once it was over,

And I was back in bed.

A whispered goodbye.

And a kiss on my head.

When the dawn rose,

And I saw the first rays,

I went to my window,

And there he stood,

And there he’ll stays.

(How do you like? Let’s talk. Till Next we meet. Fia)

Ripened Fruit (POEM)

 

Do you see that?

So firm and tempting,

Mouthwatering,

Held by a stem.

Do not touch it.

For it is not ripe.

Not tender,

To hard bite.

Wait.

It will come.

Release itself.

Share its secrets.

Give its delights.

For it is the fruit.

The inspiration.

That denies,

your aspirations,

to be the first taster.

Of her sweet

untouched

liquid ambrosia.

 

Snow’s Kiss (Poem)

 

Soft and sweet

Hair breaths’ kiss

Across a warm cheek.

Fluttering about

No destination miss

Not even my mouth.

Winds and swirls

Increasing in vigor

Creating drops of pearls

Burns and stings

Invisible sight

Pile after pile

Relentless white

Engulfing with light

“Do you want me to stop?”

Asked after an audible pop

Nipple escaped from frozen lips

Tremor after tremor

Answers with a plea

Freezing me to the core

Creating a heat no one sees

“Need”

Permission granted.

Continuing the deed.

(This poem has inspired a short story that I will publish as soon as it’s done. Tell me if you like it. How it made you feel)