Wednesday, October 9, 2019

Your Cum Erupt Inside Me


When I was opening my body to you,
I stretched out my body to the greatest extent. 


I crossed my hands under my head,
I lay on my back and looked at you,
Your eyes wandering over my body.
I never felt so shameless or free.


I wanted to open myself wider to you,
I wanted to merge into one with you. 


When you slid your hand down to my vagina,
I held your head tightly with my arms.
That was a moment when I felt 

we were almost one

To rub my burning face against yours,
To exhale my heavy breath near to your ear,
To be deeply drunk in your masculine smell,
To dance with you in the most instinct rhythm... 


To feel your rigid and eager cock 

penetrate my pussy
To feel the seamless coordination of our bodies
To feel your cum erupt inside of me….


There is nothing more I want,
There is nothing more I need,


But to open my body to you again and again.

Saturday, June 22, 2019

Service of your Lips


I drove you Home one Night
And then I asked you to Stay,

So you got down on your Knees and
you made this Goddess Pray,

At the Service of your Lips,
Near those Beautiful Hips,
As She ground out the Rhythms
of a Lunar Eclipse.

Sunday, April 28, 2019

What Will Happen Next ?


Your fingers Caressing
My Silk Creamy Skin,
Roaming around Freely,
Feeling every inch
of Yummy Flesh.


With your Eyes closed,
Imagining my Curves,
Breathing in Deeply
Your Steamy Hot Scent.


Your here, I'm here,
Both Together,
Wondering what
Will happen next.

Sunday, April 14, 2019

An Utterly Perfect Mess


He gingerly strung a rope around my hips.
Threading it between my legs, pulling tight.
Slapping my clit and placing his hard cock,
He kissed my nose and smiled devilishly
Whispered in my ear...


You will be a Perfect Mess Baby.


He started fucking me, and my mind exploded
Like those fireworks on July fourth,
Swirling with passion, arousal, and pulsing
Uncontrollably. For hours.


My brain turned off, 

my body was in heaven.
Slut heaven.


When he cum a perfect load inside me, 

I was there...Unconscious… 
A Perfect Mess made. 

Dripping in cum and little beads of passion.
That was his idea of perfection,
And it was mine too.