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.

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.)

Night

Fear is the mind killer

 

Received the text

Destination approved

Hands tremble

 

Warehouse

Empty lot

Water beating

Bravado retreating

 

Cold knob

Deep breath

One foot in

One light on

 

Echo’s

Moans

Surrounds

Darkness

 

“Sit”

Defiant

“Ready”

Single nod

 

Red lit wall

Positions revealed

Then taken away

Dark

 

Panting

Siren’s moans

Wet slapping

Adonis groans

 

“Drop and expose”

Fabric removed

State of nature

Revealed

 

“Touch and show”

Traced pressed folds

Shudder

Crystalline strand

 

Boom

Boom

Boom

 

Breathe

Accept

Want

Wet

 

Bend

Spread

Receive

Accept

 

Deep

Shutter

Smack

Accept

 

(The continuation will be tonight. Will you return?)

Talk To Me

Seduce me with your words

Take me to a place, only you know how

Speak in the language of us

Let me close my eyes and feel

Every syllable

Every consonant

Every vowel

Guide me into a world that is ours

A lone

Away from prying eyes

Talk to me

Lead me to where the core of my desire is ignited
Let your words fall into a metered syncopation

In your own language

Describe the nuance of a touch

Make me crave you

Remind me of hunger

I starved myself

Waiting for you to feed me

Talk to me

You can whisper

To elicit my response

Speak on my lips

So I can taste your words

Ingest it until I’m full

Are you mad?

Or is it me who has gone mad

Waiting for you to say a word

Any word.

Take without touch

Make me vibrate

From your tone

When you are done

Make me regret

Your silence

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.

(Let me know how you like it, fire starters. Fia xoxo)

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.

Sign the paper (Erotic Poem)

 

I am the master of your demise
Look into my light brown eyes
As I turned to walk away
It is up to you if you want to stay

I wonder what you would do?
Once you walk through
This door has bolts
I’m planning to get wicked results

Was that a shudder, that I had seen?
Are you excited for this dream?
Come and take off all that
Set your body on my lap

Do you expect a kiss I wonder
that is not what you will get
I want what’s under

So my hands will roam and play you see
Don’t grab my wrist you came willingly
Spread a little wider let me in
is that a little tremble I see on your chin

So warm so wet so you
So tight so right as I push through

I feel your body start to shake
Are you close baby, is this too much to take
Or should I take a little bite
On that tempting nipple of yours tonight

Say yes or no it doesn’t matter you’re running out of time
I’m gonna take it anyway you’re a feast and I will dine
Should I put three in I only have two
was that a nod or ohh it went through

Your eyes are fluttering
Your mouths jar
My best guess is
You’re not that far

Is that a squeeze that I feel
I pull out and you let out a squeal

Now put your cloths on and out you go
You never signed the papers and this is as far as I’ll go
Ohh you’re ready to sign is the papers you were told
I have another client, remember I’m the one in control.
Now go.