Legal High

"Starting the day with a smile in a race against the clock."

'Eight-fifteen. The barrier'. The message to his phone.'We chatted on the website and I need a helping hand.''Blue coat, white blouse, black skirt', she typed, 'see that, you've found me.''Just wave your hand and I'll smile back and see where...

I Didn’t Know

"“You didn’t even realise that you needed a Daddy did you?” These are the words my Daddy whispered to me as we began to build our beautiful bond."

I didn’t know i was wandering Daddy, until i wandered into Your arms.I didn’t know i was lost Daddy, until You discovered me.I didn’t know what i sought Daddy, until You opened my eyes.I didn’t know what I needed Daddy,...

Perfect Porn

"In search of the elusive"

I want porn with a story full of sexual tension, and longing.I want to hear soft moans and whispered gentle affections.I want eyes of tenderness, care, patience, and emotional connection.I want exploration and adventure among traveling companions.I want the warmth...

Come and sit astride me like thisYour legs pinning my flesh and boneThere's a bump thereYou would fit so well, so wellTake what you wantLeave a trail of silver on my hipWarm and wet from your hidden molten mineAnd when...

The Miller’s Wife

"Just a day in the life of the beautiful red headed Marie"

The break of dayThe crack of dawn The merry dance beginsWith stretch and scratch all stubbled faceThe Miller trudges down the lane Past river stream and meadow greenTo open up his millBack at home, the cock crows boldThe sow takes charge her...

“Where red arrives”

"Where red arrives..."

"Where red arrivesI see no more wavesSmashing against hard cliffsWhere red arrivesI see thunder becoming peacefulLike bees searching for honeyAlong a monochrome fieldDuring the most sublimeOf these everlasting sunsets.Where red arrivesI see no more movementsPenetrating in your hard legsWhere red...

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...

The Lonely

"Break-up Poetry"

We are the lonely, we live in the shadows,The places deserted by succour and care.We sit at the table but never partake,For the taste of regret is the leanest of fare.We dance to the beat of a drum with no...