Voyeur (Poem) Rated R

Do you feel my eyes on you?

Your every movement is cataloged in my mind.

I know you do.

By the way, you look over your shoulder in a crowded room.

The way when you lift your cup to drink and let it sit on your lips as if you know that is where I want to be.

Your casual sitting position is disrupted by a hardness that should not be.

You feel me, don’t you?

You unbutton a single button to not feel restricted.

Your breath in deep filling a space

Just wait.

Let them leave.

Once the lock has clicked

It is time.

Let me fully see.

No one will know that I see everything.

Every little nuance

The essence of you.

You stifle a moan as you handle what has taken control.

Firmly held, not too tight

rhythmic movements

Eyes watch the clock on the wall.

They will soon return.

Let me see you be free.

Tick

Faster

Tick

Faster

Tick

Spectacularly unhedged

(Who said working a 9-5 doesn’t have its perks? Fia)

What do you want? (Poem)

What do you want?

do you want me to stare at you as you take your pleasure?

Or do you want me to sit on a stiff chair,

Back slightly arched and legs spread open?

Maybe you want to watch as my lips part,

and my pupils dilate while I unzip my shirt.

What do you need?

Me panting and waiting for you.

wet and ready to take you?

Do you yearn for me to touch,

or grip you?

Tell me what is in that mind.

Delicious.

The View (Rated R)

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Did you ever wonder,

What I see.

When I climb on the back of the seat,

In the hot summer sun.

In the sweltering heat.

One

taunt muscled arms.

Leaned over holding the handles tight.

Two

grooves at the waist

Begging to be gripped tight.

Three

a deep valley where a bead of sweat

trickles down disappearing beneath denim.

Four

an ass so firm.

That a palm aches to caress it

As it flexes and relaxes.

Five

thighs bigger than my hand

To keep me in place

as you adjust your stick.

The view back here

Makes things come to life.

But the hard hum of the bike

Take me to a blissful death.

Seduction (Poem) R

Go deep.

How deep?

Deeper than the ocean floor

So deep I can’t take no more.

I’ll open up wide

How wide?

So wide that you’ll be transported through time and space.

Now take your place

I’ll flow for you

How much?

So much they will proclaim it as a wonder to behold.

I’ll give you a feast.

A feast?

Take your fill.

What if I’m full?

Then dessert and wine

Wine?

Yes red or white

Dripped on skin,

Taunt and tight.

Enough with the temptation.

I did my trick.

The outside of your pants,

Shows the imprint of your dick.

Do you still want to wait?

And play with my tongue.

You know it’s wicked.

I’ll make you cum.

Ladies Night (Poem) R

Kissable lips

Pouty, hypnotic

Hooded eyes

Fingertips

Gliding up supple skin

Feeling a muscled back

Strong arms

Flexed then relaxed.

Hands,

Gripping then releasing

Growled moan

Scented skin

Showing a trail

Of a Promise

To be let in.

Wonderland of delights.

Wanting to go higher

Than the highest heights

Money in purses

Overflowed

Taking you to a room

Where no one goes.

This room is red

Carpet is dark

King size bed.

Beating heart.

Strips of silk

Meant to be tied

Come, cum

Let’s go on this ride.

When the night ends

And were both spent out

We’ll leave as friends

With my taste in your mouth.

Secret Ride (POEM) Rated R

I wanted to be tied,

I wanted to be teased,

He wanted to get me,

To his knees.

Oh so wet,

Oh so hard,

Wanting to scream,

Till I see stars.

One little whip,

One little sting,

Makes little you.

Jump on a spring.

You say it’s a pulse,

It responds to a beat,

What is it called,

If I’m in heat?

Watch it glisten,

Watch it shine,

Twinkling diamonds,

Rolling behind.

To my back,

Massage the mounds,

Deepening moans,

Intensified sounds.

You wanted to play,

I wanted to see,

With tightening ropes,

On a Malabo breeze.

Is it time?

To take it there.

Wicked smiles,

Devilish glare,

This is our secret.

No, it’s not.

We have to keep it.

Not if you hit that spot.

Time has run out.

I’m wound tight on a string.

It’s time to do,

This devilish thing.

Once we are done.

And all has been tried.

No one knew,

I took that ride.

(Let me know how this made you feel. Likes are always welcome. But you can speak too.)

Goodbye My Lover (After Sex Talk)Pt 16

Noel

There comes a realization that sex, really good sex can cause several powerful situations to occur. For one it makes you lie to yourself. Or at least make you say half-truths.

I did not bite her as I told her, but I convinced myself that I would not need the taste of blood to get me fully off.

Secondly, the combination of my saliva and her orgasm was more than her body could take. My saliva has a chemical component in it that acts as an aphrodisiac. She was close to her peak when I began to suck and lick her thumb.

Finally watching her body writhe and spasm from her orgasm was more erotic than expected and even though I had already came, her inner walls milked me so hard that I came a second time. Which never happens.

When her body stopped, I realized that she had passed out and became concerned. I pulled out and raised her legs to get the blood back to her head and gave her a couple of slight smacks across the face to wake her. but she did not stir then I remembered there was a pressure point on the foot that if you squeezed it just right it would shoot pain enough to rouse you.

That is what I did, and her eyes opened with her breathing rapidly.

“What happened?”

“You passed out, when you– orgasm.”

The realization of what happened made her eyes widen in shock.

“I’m so sorry. I’m so embarrassed.” She moved to get up, but I told her to stay lying down for a minute. I smiled at her uncomfortably at what happened.

“Please don’t smile at me. I am so embarrassed.”

“I’m not. That was a first that I made someone pass out from having an orgasm.”

I got up and angled myself so she would not see the filled condom and went to the bathroom to dispose of it and clean up. I brought a washcloth out and went to take care of her and she jumped.

“What are you doing?”

“Darlene you just fainted, and I don’t want you to move too much. I wanted to make you comfortable by cleaning you up a bit.”

“Men don’t do that.”

“I do.”

Darlene

I passed out. I never pass out. He was not my first time and I have had orgasms before.

Now he is lying beside me wiping my thoroughly used pussy and I don’t know what I am supposed to feel.

I passed out so I am embarrassed. You’re cleaning me up and I am really embarrassed and let’s not forget my thumb is pulsing from him sucking on it because I fed him my blood and I feel confused.

“What are you thinking?” Noels asked as he put the cloth on my nightstand.

“Nothing.”

He nodded but he looked as if he knew I was not telling the truth.

“I did not mean to take your blood tonight. but you offered it, and I was lost in the desire to taste you.”

“It’s alright. I offered it to you.”

“We need to discuss something about me sucking on you.”

“It’s alright I know you don’t carry any diseases. We do learn that in school. In sex education.”

That news must have stunned him because he just stared at me.

“Excuse me?”

“Well, our school is progressive, and they want us to be prepared just in case we make that choice.”

Noel sat there quiet and staired at me.

Noel

Who is this woman? Where did she come from and why is the sun going to rise in an hour when I need to know the answer to these questions. Instead, I looked at her struck speechless.

“Noel?”

“I do not want you to think I bad of me.”

“What is it?” she asked concerned.

“The sun is about to rise and even though I am half breed, the sun does affect me. I need to go home.”

“Oh”

She looked away and I need her to believe I don’t want to leave her.

“Are you free on Sunday?”

She turned back with a smile.

“Yes.”

“I want to take you out and please don’t bring me flowers when you pick me up.?”

She began to laugh and the tension in the room broke. I leaned in and kissed her softly.

She kissed me back and I wanted to stay. I turned around and started to put my clothes on and noticed when she finally rose and put on a robe.

She walked me to the door when I was fully dressed, and we kissed again.

“I had a good time with you tonight, Noel.”

“Just good? Wait to Sunday.” I left her place smiling and thinking to myself this might not be a good idea. I honestly did not care whether it was right or wrong. I am going to enjoy being with her.

********************************I

I felt when eyes were on me. Eliza was not a person to cross, neither am I. So, when I turned the corner and captured the young girl that was following around her throat I said, “Eliza don’t follow me again.” staring into her possessed eyes.

Then I let her go and the girl acted like she did not know where she was.

(What do you think? I love pillow talk, don’t you? Till next time. Fia xoxox)