Tell Me (Erotic)

I don’t want you to touch me

I want you to want to watch me touch me

Rather

I want you to tell me how you want me to touch me

Should I circle the clit

or beat it like a tambourine?

Should I glide down and delve inside

Glide up

Glistening these lips covering what’s inside

What do you want ?

More

Sound

Like walking on wet ground

Slap

Slap

Slap

Tell me what you wanna see

There are 10 fingers aching to please

There is lotion that heats at the touch

I pour that on and the neighbors will know what’s up

Should I spill it all over me so you can see

My liquid heat starts out stevia sweet

As I turn and burn and whip the cream into a marshmallow delight

Tell me,

Make me move

Make me quiver

I’m waiting.

Pleasure Pond (poem18+)

I woke up with this feeling
A kind of instant needing
To touch it down there

Wiggling my toes
Pulling off my clothes
I felt a cool breeze down there

My hand slowly glide
Wanting to be inside
The sweet hole that’s bare, down there

Once I made it down
Guess what I found
A pond of sheer delight, down there

Like a child at play
In a watery spray
I dipped and swayed in it down there

A passion pond of treasured bliss
Fingers inserted turns and twits
It becomes a fevered dive down there

Then I stopped
My eyes did pop
He was watching me play, down there

I could not wait
To release an ache
Wanting to burst down there

I continued my assault
On a criminal at fault
Called my Pussy down there

Feeling hot
Not wanting to stop
My inner walls quivering down there

Oh so close
Just a few more pokes
And I explode down there

Satiated at last
From the initial blast
Of cum down there

I felt a dip
My body did flip
As he entered me fast down there

The idea holds true
That we feel like you do
When awaken with an urge down there

The next time you come upon
A woman playing in her pond
Give her a hand down there.

Boy In the Woods (Poem18+)

There once was a boy who went into the woods
everyone knew he was up to no good

The stories went around what he had done
from Brenda, Angela, and Suzette to name some

These ladies got together
and conspired to plot

It is time to teach this little boy
There was somebody else who wanted what he got

So, he set out into the woods
not knowing what it will bring

There was a rustle behind him
the birds did not sing

“Hey there boy where you’re off to?”
he took a swallow and stared and did not know what to do

“I’m supposed to deliver a package
to my granny up the way”

“You’re supposed to deliver a package
why don’t you stay here and play”

She looked normal as normal can be
but something about her made him ill at ease

“A friend told me you would be around this way
why do you step back come forward let’s play”

As he was about to turn, he felt his body in flight
he landed on the ground with her eyes in his sight

She smiled at him as wicked as she could
Showing two pointed teeth that were meant for no good

“Here take this basket if you’re hungry but let me be
There’s plenty of food there if you open, you’ll see”

She smiled and licked her lips and looked him over in delight
He was a scrumptious morsel he was Her’s for tonight

“ohh yes I’m hungry but not what’s in that bag
let me relieve you of these pants so I can take what you have”

He was not ready for his manhood you see
he would embarrass himself and he could not let that be

Why don’t we talk at least for a moment
I promise to give you what you want as consolement

She climbed off and stood before him as he kneeled
There was nothing he could do there she will

‘What is your name?”
That should only take a second or two
“My name is Wolf
and I’m here to eat you”

“Do you not think that’s extreme
after all, I’m not much to be had”

“No, you’re not much to be had
but you are very, very bad”

“Now take those pants off and let me see what you got
Once the moon breaks over the trees your plea’s I will hear not”

He took a deep breath and did what she asked
She looked hungrily at what he had at half-mast

Make it stand up hard and straight
I’ll give you till the count of eight
and if by 8 you’re not ready still
you feel a little pain but gives me a lot of thrill

As quick as a whip as fast as he could
He did what he had to do because he understood

This is what he deserved for what he had done
Those women got together, and he is going to be undone

He made it to the count of five
When his meat was ready
She kicked him to the ground
and held him steady

“Is that fear I see in those eyes of gold
you should be scared I’m told”

“It’s been a while since I’ve had one of you
so, forgive me if I leave a bruise”

She climbed on top and rode him hard
Her claws dug in, enjoying the pain with a grin.

It didn’t take long for him you see
the problem with him he shoots off too early

the women were upset as you can guess
the little boy took but he couldn’t give as well as he got gets

she leaned over smelling the blood
hearing his moans
and cries from above

It was time to bite
The moon casting its light
he turned his neck
and with sheer delight
she left him a mark

He was now claimed
he did not know
his new mistress name.
There will be another time for this though

He shot up as if his cum was a cannonball
She took it all in and whispered “Is that all”

She rose to her feet watching her meal was sated
“Now when you take those ladies make sure you don’t leave them jaded”

She turned around and off she went
the next full moon call
There is another time to be spent.

(I was debating on this one coming out but here it is. Let me know how you feel. Fia)

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.

 

Completion (POEM) 18+

 

I waited.

Anticipated.

Trying to get you,

Where I need you.

Inside me,

Want you to ride me.

Maybe tie me,

You know what I need.

My intention,

Your discretion,

Not mention,

Our affection.

How I like it,,

When you bite it

When you lick it ,

Before you  give it.

I was moaning.

You were groaning.

As you grind in,

From behind and,

I Couldn’t take it,

As you claimed it.

Wouldn’t stop it,

If I wanted it.

Moving faster,

Everlaster.

To what we seek’n,

As we peak’n.

Flying higher,

With desire.

Then,

Thunder.

As we fall under.

Completion.

Drip (Poem) Rated R

Warmth gathers.

Feeling full.

Stretched like a tight latex balloon

Tingles turn to ache.

touching not allowed

tortuous warm air

on frazzled skin

Mouth parted.

Eyes squeezed tight.

No touching allowed.

want to touch.

need to set dam free.

Intensity almost too much to bear

Then I feel it

Drip

It went to the floor.

Drip

Please do some more.

Drip

Three times can you see.

“Good girl. Cum for me.”

(I do not own image. Obviously you see what kind of mood I am in. Enjoy)

His First (POEM) Rated R

 

Person biting into a juicy apple. Generative AI 29266206 Stock Photo at  Vecteezy

Lay down.

I do all the work.

Relax

Remove your shirt.

Mmmm

Nice, I want to lick

Give it a flick,

Of my tongue.

Watching you

Come undone.

Silken flesh

Smoooth.

Touch and caress.

Don’t fear me.

You waited so long.

Who would have thought.

I’d be your number one.

I’ll set the bar high.

No one can touch.

Open those thighs.

Breathing in your musk.

You tremble already?

We just begun.

You haven’t entered yet.

And you are sprung.

Let me drink you.

Taste that drop.

On the tip of my tongue,

Like a lollipop.

It is time ,

For me to climb.

Pushing you in,

Watching you sin.

As I take,

What you freely give.

No regrets.

It’s time to live.

I felt you pulse.

Ready to release.

Pace I rode.

Began to increase.

Your eyes are focused.

Dead on me.

“Cum. Let me see.”

There it is.

Innocence gone.

I watched it go.

Like a sweet song.

I was your first.

I granted your wish.

Quench a thirst.

Scratched an itch.

I will never see you.

Only thoughts in my mind.

How I took you.

How you were mine.

(Confession: I wanted to be his first. To see what a man see’s when he takes the innocents. It was magnificent. Fia xoxo)

 

 

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)

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.