Fuck It ….I’m???

I was warned several times

I said I can handle it

The more you said Nah

The more I said I can handle it

WTF, I can’t handle it

Smooth is an understatement of what I felt

To be caressed inside your body

Something I never felt

first, it burned. I expected that

Then it was sweet and a little numbing

My head titled back

Now I have many a bottled lover in my time

Many who did the job, and I felt just fine

McCullen decided that he wanted to make a move

I had my big girl panties on, and I was ready to groove

He treated me like I was brand new

I knew what to do

I was instructed for a bit of fun

rub my tongue across the rim umm

makes me think of another rim yumm

I took him down several swallows

That took him down so deep that my throat was hollow

He dribbled out just a little bit

I cursed my jaw muscle, why did I let that shit slip

expensive as fuck

worth every penny though

makes my mind wander though

How many people did he plunder though

Anyway, it was my time, it was my place

It was my mind, it was my face, it was my mouth it wasssssss

Slow and steady, wins the race

I swallowed too fast, I couldn’t keep pace

WTF did I do

I wanna be his mistress, that’s true

If I say parts are not well lubed and primed

I will be lying, I can’t think of another rhyme

Grown Man Lovin’

You know, back in the day

I love me some young men

I was willowy, I was spring, Damn I was May

I was down to trying every position conceivable

Hormones were rampant

The body and spirit were ready, willing, and able

As work starts to consume more time

Exhaustion and getting money

Constantly plagues the mind

You start thinking, where did they go

There were always a couple

Going with the flow.

Taking matters into one’s own hands

Look and you shall find

Yourself a gown ass man

The ones that develop their own technique

Have your heart fluttering

Having your body say yes if it could speak

He comes into the room with one thing on his mind

You, no cloths, ass in the air

Pillow biting, taking you from behind

You stop just for a second to say one thing

I don’t want any bruises

You understand what I mean

You’ll get a bruise only you can see and feel.

Right on your inner thigh

It’ll make you wet and you won’t want it to heal

Now let me explain grown man lovin’

It is a tried and true method

Ya hear me, I am not frontin

They start with that whisper that hits behind the ear

 A practiced tone

That causes goose bumps and raises those baby hairs

Hands and fingers roam south

 a slight U turn north

A dip in the valley then a suck in the mouth

Now, depending on where they are from

You are a good girl, a darlin even a babe

Every term of endearment to make you cum

If you watch close they have a signature move

As if there is a song in their head

And they are dancing to a groove

You are close, the tremors start to begin

Your bite on a pillow

So the neighbors cannot hear what’s happenin’

A grown man will see his cue

This is it

Time to do what he came here to do

Legs spread wider

Deep groans are felt from his balls

About to unload inside her

Clap, clap clap

Drip drip drip

All the way down the back

“Please, please now I beg”

He grips my thighs tighter

Before I slide off and he’s holding one leg

Explosive eruption

Implosive destruction

You lose recollection

For the faint of heart

I advise you this

Do not start or be a part of this bliss

They make you want more and more

That you just cannot have

This is another one of my musings

Just being very, very bad

The Composer

 Melodic music is softly played through the sound system. Nothing you can dance to, more of a supplemental message under the tunes. I know this because I created it. At the back to the left there is a curtain that has several hidden secrets. I know of these secrets because I know the owner, whose name is Feast.

Fish is, of course, a cover name. Isn’t that a very satisfied person? What’s adorned him with . he liked it so much. He decided to keep it . he stands at 5 feet, 11 inches tall . complexion is deceitful. At 1 moment, it is the color of dark Bron in the class that light hits from the above ceiling.

And then at the next, it could be sweet. Honey. In the summer, when the sun is just right.

His eyes are just as deceiving tonight. They are hazing, leaning towards green.

He outlines the rooms with dark chocolate liner. His lips are pouty but natural. His hair is pulled back. But if allowed to be free, it falls in waves right at his jawline.

I left my glass of water with lemon to my lips and tear my gaze away from him. It is not unusual for me to watch. And he knows it . a matter of fact he encourages need to watch .

The music changes, and I notice two people enter.

One man tall, wearing all black. That’s a silver chain link. Reminiscent of circle cuffs. What does it scream to me? They are wanna be’s. The woman stands two inches, shorter, nice frame tits too big and pronounced. Giving, just have them done so look at me .

I’ve seen this before. it’s not unusual. They’re on the hunt. I chuckled to myself because I swear they will not stand a chance here.

But it will be fun to watch them try. They split up to work in their rooms separately. For a power dynamic, they are horrible at it.

It’s best that I describe the room to you. It will give you an understanding of  why I say what I am saying . At the bar there are several spots are taken by those who are are newly awakening to this way of life, and yet they both crash and burn.

Let’s move more into the room. You get those who are more seasoned and know exactly what they like and who they would like to play with .. Yet again, they burn. They regroup at the bar, looking around and the woman spots me.

Again, internally, I laugh. If they choose to come to my table, they have lost before they even begin. She whispers something to him, and he glances my way as if I am the last target for the night.

They both walk over and take a seat across from me

  Error one

“ You’re sitting in the dark just watching. Do you like to watch?” she asks, waiting for me to respond.

  Error two

 I sit and wait to see what he says. He crosses his arms to show what? He’s fit? I’m not impressed.

“Do you want to join us in a little fun?”  she asked as he sat there watching, engaging me.

  Error three

“ My name is Emma and this is Balka. Your name is?”

 I have to correct this before they end up regretting, what they are inviting into their night. I begin to tap my finger against the glass to the beat of the new song. it’s odd that this particular song is played at this time. I look at both of them before I say one word.

Leaning forward, I say, “ First, you were not invited to sit in my space. Second, you ask too many questions. Third you two do not know what you are doing.  He is supposedly the dominant of you, too and you I guess is the top?

 I’m going to tell you what I see. What I see is two submissives who think they know what they are doing. Did you get your information off the internet or something?”

 I watch to see you what I have said sinks into their heads. He has still not uttered one word, but I knew I had struck a nerve by the way he was clenching his jaw.  She, on the other hand, looked taken aback by my obvious and on-point observation.

 Leaning back in my chair, I decided, why not? “ What I’m going to do for both of you is generous. Since you need something tangible to call me. My name is A.”

 I say this while tapping a different beat on my glass, opposite the beat that is playing in the systems at this exact moment. They both feel confused and a little angry.

“You are very presumptuous to state what you think we are. “A” is the name you’re going by? Really like The Scarlet Letter?”

 My taps change again, they shift in their seats.

 I tell them, ” Go to room 12. Remove all your clothing and wait for me. You do not speak until you are spoken to.” This aimed at the mouthy woman.

 Watching both of them I see the effect that I’m having on them. Their eyes begin to dilate.  They do not understand who I am and what I do. They rise from my table and start walking towards the back. They must have done research on the club to know the rooms are in the back.

 Once they left, Feast walked over to me with a grin.

“Hey, what’s up with those two?”

 I look at him with a slight smile on my face, but I have stopped tapping on the glass.

“ I feel like creating a new song tonight.  Do not worry, they will remember, and maybe they will learn what it means to come to my table.”

  Feast starts to chuckle and leans down so no one else can hear what he says to me.

“ I feel sorry for them.  They got snagged in the web.”

With that, he leaves and goes back to charming two possibilities for himself tonight. Everyone who is vetted into this club knows that once you sit at this table, you are snagged into the composer’s web. 

Two Times

Two times, I am going to make this request.

Once in the morning

Once tonight

I am looking to claim you.

Openly

You up for the task?

The closed cuffs

The belt choker collar

The bite marks right above your nipple and your hip

My handprint blazing that gorgeous ass of yours

You know I’ll have a Saint Andrews Cross engraved with your name in my dungeon.

Just for you

Are you tempted to be mine?

I’ll wait

Tonight pet.

(Hey, fire starters. I feel like stoking the flames today. Are you up to play with me? There will be a short story and the second request. lol)

Short People Dilemma During Sex

Have you ever thought about how it is to be intimate with a short person? Oh, I know what you are thinking. When we lay down, we line up.  
 
Naa. Not necessarily.  
 
There are some obstacles we have to go through just to reach that magnificent climax.  


Now I got you thinking right?  
 
Let’s start with just making out. Your person is 4’10” or 11”. You 5 “ 10 or taller. Shorties love to tilt our heads back. But when you start feeling that burn. You know.. That muscle that you rarely stretch out starts to burn and then spasm in the back of you neck. Not cool, my dude.  
 
Then you say “Just straddle me”.  
 
Ok, climbing on top, in a sitting position. Everything is lined up. Until you lay back. The lineup is gone. If I am following you down kissing. The pussy and the dick aint touching no more or you break the kiss. Keep on the grind, and nipples are in the nowhere zone.  
 
Boy, you know those nipples belong in your mouth. Stop playin’.  
 
Now you are thinking, Let me just do it from behind.  Pillow under the stomach to get my ass at the right height so you don’t have to do squat thrusts and catch a Charlie horse.  
 
This is where the bedding is super importante. No and I mean absolutely No Silk Sheets.  
It is like being in a slip-and-slide amusement park. God forbid you get one good shot in. That is when your head meets the headboard, and you lose that arch of your back.  
 
Wap” on the ass and a. “Get that ass back up here”  
 
Not all of it is as bad as I am making it seem. I mean, at least when you kneel to give head, you’re right there. Super focus at the task at hand.  
 
I was told I could be held upside down.  
 
Yeaa, Nooo.  
 
Bodies hot and slippery. Head hitting the floor.  
 
Where am I going with this? I have no idea. Random thoughts come at me out of nowhere. I hope it made you laugh.

Nasty (18+ Only)

Never wanted to meet him

Never wanted to see him

But he swims around in my Dm’s

Everyday and the weekends

What is it about him

That I cannot live without him

My shorty has some cloutin’

I run over like a fountain

Knows how to run the lines

Takes me there every time

Shy but unafraid

Makes me want to get laid

Saturday night is when we freakin’

Couldn’t wait for the weekend

Pop a bottle and sippin

Puddle on the floor cause I’m drippin

Lick, lick slurp it up

 it’s that time we gonna fuck

I love the taste of me on his lips

He knows I love the taste of his dick

Drip drop here it comes

The sweet and salty taste of his precum

You see the tip it has a hole in it

My tongue try’s to push throw

Wanting more semen on it

Slip, dip and ride on it

Slap that ass and stay right on it

You never knew what country I’m

Dick so good I’m speaking in tongues

You move to the left

Shimmy to the right

Grab my hair

Hold on tight

I’m a Capricorn son

Let me school you

We keep climbing to the sun

This is no wham bam and then you through

You feel that grip

My pussy got the mitus touch

You better think of something else

You better not bust that nut

There it goes

I am so close

Grab my neck ,

squeeze my throat

Came and wiped out

Like a hurricane, it my house

Your mouth took possession of mine

Stop teasing me,,,your mine

Virgin Lips No More

There are points of innocence in life
Where the time is lost
and purity is so divine
sometimes, losing it has a cost

It’s like walking up stairs
No one has ever touched it before
once you’ve placed your footprint
 it’s changed forevermore

Untouched from another
leaves innocence in place
The darkness knows the light
it wants a taste

Leaning in with fear in the air
With a whispered promise to take care
“Give me the first taste of sweet virgin lips”
He pulls back, deciding if…

The darkness should be the first to taste
Or wait for another with his gift

Darkness realizes too much thought is in his head
Grabbing and plundering his mouth, she took instead
The timidity and uncertainty of unpracticed tongue
Was replaced with hunger the longer it went on

Another part became alive
Wanting to feel what it had been deprived
Darkness pulls back, looking in dazed blues
When you’re ready
I will take that, too.

Morning Water

 Men wake up with morning wood    
Everybody wonders if women could  
 Wake up with something just the same  
I’m here to tell you we do under a different name  
   
We wake up in morning water    
Yep, you heard me right. There is no other  
 Very wet and surrounded by moisture  
 Waiting for that mouth, finger, or pole sir    
   
You’ve wondered why we do not say  
 Why should we tell you and give it all away  
 I’m saying it now, but I don’t give a shit  
I want you to hurry up and slip in that dick  
   
When the kitten is sleeping and purring in the bed  
All she is dreaming of is what you feel like in her head  
 Contentment is not the word    
We want to soar like an eagle any kind of bird    
   
Takes us up very high  
Or bring us down to hell  
We don’t care , why wonder why  
   
Morning water is sweet, you see  
Maybe you want to taste it    
And bring us to ecstasy  
   
Water everywhere you can feel.  
Come on, give us the  big deal  
Now, ladies, I’m sorry I let it go  
But men do wonder these things, you know  
   
They get morning wood it’s stiff and hard    
Even weeps now and then    
Can you imagine what kind of state therein  
They just wonder if we, as women, can understand  
   
 Morning water is what we call it  
 Now you know  
 go for it

Online Only (Poem)

I did not see it coming  
Your arrival was like a feather floating on the breeze  
A low hum of your name  
Then it started to nag at me  
 
I looked  
Why did I look?  
Hooked on words  
Your words …  
 
I raged and condemned  
Could not let them see  
They would all see  
 
I am bending  
Breaking  
I will tell…..  
No, I will demand  
Cease and desist!  
 
I’M NOT READY!
 
Secretly, I have goals  
Goals with cobwebs  
But they are my goals  
 
What is this?  
What does it mean?  
It’s not the right time  
It has to be a dream  
 
I’m excited  
I can feel my heart again  
 
I’m scared  
I can feel my heart again  
 
I can do this.  
There is no choice in the matter  
My heart decided the minute  
Your name became the chatter  
 
Moving in close  
I said and did More than I thought I would  
If this should end  
I did the best that I could  
 
Living for the moment  
Helps me go through the day  
Even though it’s online  
I gave my heart away.