Lonely but I’m not alone,
Not fully aware of time,
My brain begins to process,
What will fill this hole of mine.
We lay in bed together,
My mind is led astray,
I stare blankly at the ceiling,
Wondering if we’ll play.
Wet and undeniably horny,
My pussy calls for touch,
From my fingers or yours,
It doesn’t matter that much.
Left to my own devices,
You’ve fallen fast asleep,
My fingers roam under my panties,
Then they plunge inside deep.
I can satisfy myself all night,
That I know is true,
Rub my clit and squeeze my nipples,
Conjuring thoughts of you.
An image of you penetrating,
My pussy with your prick,
I want to finish fast and hard,
So slumber will come quick.
I hold my breath as I hope,
That this orgasm will suffice,
Fingers emerge and they are soaking,
My sheets have paid the price.
A ritual each night for me,
With no set criterion,
Can’t sleep or rest until I have,
Masturbated into Oblivion.
