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Night pt 2

Grip
Hip
Grind
Accept

Stop

Breathe

Arch up

Hands around the middle
Lift up just a little
Wrap thick thighs
Around hips
Not letting him slip

Nipples pointed up in glory
His cock inside creates a story
Red light flashes to the right
Someone sucking someone just right

In the black we go again
Grinding
Relentless grinding
Sweating
Cock wetting
Dripping
Cum drops on the floor

“Don’t you spill. I want more”

Wants more
He’s taking it all
Light flashes to the left
She’s thrashing, I’m holding my breath

Using me as a PVC coated pipe
As he continually hit the target
To let my water run free

“I’m close”

NO!

One by one
I become undone
Viewing myself on projected walls

Every angle
From top to bottom

Overload of visual stimulation
Overflowed from constant penetration

“Please
Breathe
Please
Need
Pleeeeeaaassseee

Inner walls squeeze
wringing out his seed

“Oh
Fuck
NOW!”

(Tell me how you like it.)

Love and Lust

There was someone out there impersonating me
That is impossible there is only one me
I am told there are trinkets and bouquets of all kinds
left at her feet as she bends the will of all she leaves behind

There are songs in sweet melody
There are sonnets “will you come to me?”
There are hearts that bleed open just for one touch
I do not care for any of this much

They say her name is love
I’m telling you that is not me
I am lust
I am free

I do not require flowers or trinkets for affection
What I require is to bring out every single imperfection
She is the day and I am the night
what we do will make the innocent take flight

When I walk on by
I want you on your knees
I want your mouth hanging open
I want you to hardly breathe

That pounding in your heart you feel
Is not of it breaking
It’s my darkness swirling around
It is mine for the taking

See she is sweet and I am tart
There are times we both can claim your heart
So do you know the difference now?
It’s plain to see
She is love
And I am me.

2 DOMINANTS 1 WILL HAVE TO SUBMIT

I’m on my way home
So what does that mean
Are you serious I’m on my way home
Yeah what does that mean
You agreed to be my sub
That’s what I agreed to in the club
I thought I was supposed to Dom you tonight
Let’s not turn this into a fight

Now listen don’t be a brat
Me be a brat
You agree to be my sub At the very least a switch
Alright, alright let’s get on with this

Take all your clothes off
Go in the middle of the bed
Put the blindfolds on
Hands behind your head

]Oh wait a minute this sounds like my execution
Are you trying to kill me tonight
The more you’re being combative
That may be your plight

I’ll get on the bed
Hands behind my back
I’ll kneel for you
There’s something this scene lacks

It lacks you with no clothes on
There’s something I must wear
Can we just get this on dawn
Well did you get it dear

At the side of the bed
There is a box
It was supposed to be a surprise but instead
You’re making me cross

In five more minutes
You will hear my car turn in the driveway
In five more minutes
You better present yourself the way I say
No more debates
No more words
You sealed your fate
You understood

Yes
Yes what?
Yes…. Master

Sexless World

Are we living in a sexless world?
Those who have it flaunt it.
Those who don’t want it.

There are so many people who dream of it.
Whether at night or in the day
to be taken in almost every way

Is there something in the air
Or something we ate
Somethings around us
Or given to us in a subliminal state

“Ah sex is not everything”
I heard that time and time again
If that is so, then why do we crave it so
my friend

There is a connection that is more than a touch
There is a slight devotion which to most of us means much
There is a burning that is douse with natural solutions
There is yearning that definitely brightens some of our constitutions

The natural chemical can dwindle in time
Never to be completely loss in an aged mind

Are we living in a sexless world
I should hope not
This is another question to unfurl
As I sit here in this spot.

How much for an Idea?

I didn’t know there was a currency for an
  Idea
I thought at least that was free
My dear
But what is coming off in waves of
   I fear
Is that the cash in this cave is
   insincere
Giving you what I got, was a token in a
pond
It caused too many ripples to stay afloat
or stand on
Wanted to give back what I
gravitated to
But the money is stacked against me, I didn’t have
a clue

Dollars, Euros, Peso’s. Dram’s
Don’t know how much
Now I don’t give a damn!

Freedom of speech
Freedom in a word
Free is the consistent thing
and that is what I heard.

(Let me know what you think? love to hear from you. Fia xoxo)

I Rise 18+ Poem

I rise with a particular taste in my mouth

I rise with a particular ache down south

I rise with the first rays of the sun

I rise with a want and an ache to cum

I go get what I need

I go get my favorite steed

It asks no questions

There is no pretension

I looked at it and wanted more

Took out another

I have a hole to explore

Laying back on cotton sheets

Legs open

I turn on the beasts

One goes in at the perfect setting

Second on top

The bed I’m wetting

Relentless

As it sucks and plunges

Relentless

Taking away these urges

The higher I go

The faster I grind

Having both in sink

And setting on nine

I shutter

I convulse

I break

I cum

Completely undone

Back to Earth

After touching the sun

I finally rise

Out of this bed

Relaxed and relieved

“Get to work” is in my head

Afternoon Delight 18+ Poem

Eyes closed.
Deep inhale
A forgotten scent
A recalled memory
Brown eyes
Infused with heated desire
Slightly parted lips
A side smile.
Made it three steps
Door closed
Pulled back
Turned
Lifted
Back to the wall
Legs wrapped
Tongue dives deep
Clothing hinders
Abrupt parting
“Bed or couch?”
“What’s close?”
Two questions
One mission
Clothes fall to the floor
Leaving a crumble path
The faster the movement
The higher the need
Legs lifted to shoulders
Pulsing lips ready to swallow
In
Stretch
Arched back
Rhythmic dance
To a bass drum
Tempo unbelievable
Ampt up orchestra
Ready for the classic
Clash of completion.
Then everything stops
Float in the in-between for a
Nanosecond and back
To reality.
Euphoric.

“See you tomorrow?”

“Let me know if you want this read, Fire starters. Let me hear you. Fia xoxo)

Suck–Tion (poem) 18+

Excuse me why do you have 2 straws,

And suck on them so intentionally?

That is two questions.

And who might you be?

Just a person walking by,

With a curiosity.

The action of a suction is to pull what wants to stay in forcefully.

Now the 2 straws are what I like to play with

I don’t understand.

Sit and I will explain this or go

And you will never know

(She sits)

The first straw is thick and long

and very strong

The second is petite and tight

and fits just right

I work on both

To get the reward

“Reward?”

The cream of course

Do you want to watch as I do this?

It’s a technique

Starts with a twirl

And ends with a kiss

“A kiss from a straw?”

Yes

She watched with intent

Every movement in aww

What I did with the little straw

Increase her breaths.

Pushing her breast against her bra

Then I move to the bigger

Taking it deep as I fed

Suck so hard

Going straight to my head

She watched my lips

My jaw

My throat

Then she heard it

The kiss I for told

I opened my mouth

Showing the creamy gold

She swallowed

As it slid down my throat

The trick is my dear, to get it down before it’s cold.

“Which straw did you prefer.”

I just looked and smiled, then said

“Does not matter.”

She glanced to the side and I knew he

Was watching.

Two curious pets, perfect timing.

Seeking (Poem)

Where have my lovers gone?

The writers

The poets

Those who write songs,

Where can they be?

I crave them so desperately.

To bring the light into my dark reality.

To bring me warmth,

Only they know how to do.

To keep this red heart beating and not turn blue.

Come back to me.

I desperately cry.

Trickling tears,

Never to dry,

Where did you go?

It’s been so long.

I’ll sit here and wait.

For my lovers to come home.

(Are you there let me know. Fia xoxo)