Voice Note

"A message to a lover"

I want you to teach me a lesson with your belt.I want you to bend me over the bed,Lift my dress,Pull down my knickers,Take off your belt,And thwack me with it.And then I want you to do it again.And again,And...

"Allright, Sugar, so here's the deal.Five dollars just to cop a feel,but you look like a guy who don't settle for bits,so, ten dollars and I'll show you my tits.Twenty bucks and you can fondle them, too,but maybe that's not...

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The Quenching

"Breathless need"

You make me hungry.You make me thirsty.I want to taste where your curves end and begin.I want to drink your wetness after you can no longer keep it in.I love your hair caressing my skin, because it stokes my inner...

Wild

"She longs for a life not taken."

Be with meMake me the woman I long to beTake meHigher to the sky of lustTeach meHow to be proud of my inner fireLick meWhere no man has ever triedBring meOver the edge and into desireFind MeSearch for the wanton...

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Scissors please

"Before there was ASMR- there were scissors."

“ShhhhhhK!”Slice through knitted tights ankle to ass as slow as you want. Caress the exposed leg. Read the affirming responses.“SssssP!”Closed, use the pointy part pressing gently and playfully at the point of entry. Take in the partner responses.“Click click click...

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Decoding Enrapture

"A poem of great things about women that enrapture."

The smell of their long wet hairHow it wraps against their face in the shower -They look different, orphaned, and innocent.You feel special to see them raw and uncovered.When they wear sandals,and their nails are painted -Especially when complimentedWith a...

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Passion, filled with exaltation,The urgent need to be a union of flesh.Embracing tightly to kiss,Their bodies gyrate and twist.They slither from their clothing,Working to that moment of bliss.Embracing again in nakedness,They touch and explore.Filled with incendiary passion,They just must couple.His...

Philosophical Revenge-Fucking

"True poem about my Philosophy Professor, freshman year of college."

Three months into college,Sat proud in philosophy.Had picked the very pantiesMy professor was wearing,Pink thongs, of course, no brainer -Had my choice after I fucked her.She opened her legs on our cue -A checksum at odds with decorum.If this clogs...