poem
The wait, the sweet torment of desire,Anticipation, like fire, higher and higher,Every second stretches, frustration mounts,Longing for the touch, the taste that counts.On my knees, I wait, the moment so near,His warmth, his presence, now here,His tip, warm and pulsing,...
Pressed For Time
"Katie and Geoff teach the young crowd how to keep warm in winter"
Demand for taxis snaked a mile, a Saturday downtown,As Geoff saw too much-naked flesh with frost hard on the ground."They'll catch their death," he muttered as his inner thoughts sprang free,And heard a voice behind him whisper, "Well said, I...
Whispers in Bloom
"A delicate ode to a hidden love that waits to bloom, tender and true, in her own time."
In quiet moments when you turn my way,With shy glances that brighten up my day,I see the spark beneath those lashes low,A warmth you hide, but somehow still shows.I watch you study with such careful grace,Soft strands fall as you...
Want to write a poem about sex? We can write it together, late at night,or early in the morning,or in the kitchen. Please know it might get messy before we finish, because I like to get inside the wordsand feel...
Succubus Sucks My Soul
"Succubus Sucks Restless Soul"
Laying lonely tossing turning.From the shadows you appear.Your lips and touch set me burning.Tail protruding from your rear.Eager to please inhaling my cock.Humming moans deeper you go.Skillful speed gives a shock.Sending pleasure head to toe.Devilish eyes demanding for more.Craving seed...
My Holiday With Dad
"Make sure Dad knows who's the boss"
Just Dad and me, so it will beWe're off to DisneyworldCan't wait to go, but doesn't knowThe sex to be unfurled.The hints I'll drop, thin cotton topMy nipples poking throughI'll brush my breast, against his chestAs we stand in every...
Our College Dare
"Lets Share Our Dads"
First year of college finally doneWe gathered at the lakeWe need a different kind of funTo commemorate this break..Susie sighs, and then bemoansI'm sick of being goodSo jump on Beckie's daddy's bones,I know you wish you could..I think my words,...
The end is nigh.The final sprint.Screaming muscles and burning lungsRaging, ragged rasps,Inflating heaving chests.Tensions grow, muscles clench.Need is given voice;Guttural. Raw. Animal.Every satisfying smack and shake,The percussive pounding prevails.A flash of white enamel;The scrape of sharpened nails,As angry welting flesh...
Wolf & Siren
"Who hunted who?"
Leaving sweet red words on the wallPerk up His ears like a Siren's call.This is her way, it's always been,Ensaring prey with her tail, pulling them in. Luring Him closer with innocent DemeanourAs she pulled him into her sea deeper...