A naughty poem about my sexual fantasy with a mysterious man
|Begin with a kiss, softly pressed on my lips,
Pull me into your body, hands firm on my hips.
Sliding them down, I feel that you're hard,
Let go of restraint, relinquish your guard.
Look deep in my eyes, bright and excited.
No further sign needed, your advance is invited.
Brush my hair back, away from face,
Your soft touch makes my heart start to race.
One finger slides down the side of my neck,
I sigh, one hand softly rests on your pec.
My hand on your back; broad and strong,
We wanted this moment for oh-so long.
My breathing gets quicker,
My pussy gets slicker.
The heat from my core,
Tells you I'm ready for more.
Enough gentle touch,
I want you so much.
Stop tormenting me please,
I can't stand when you tease.
Your grip gets firmer,
Making me murmur.
I like to be handled,
When we become entangled.
Clothes torn away,
There's nothing to say.
Don't ask my permission,
You have my submission.
Push me onto the bedstead,
Pin me down with hands overhead.
Your strength makes me quiver,
My whole body a shiver.
Run your hands down my thighs,
Knees spread with a firm prise,
Thrust into me hard,
With complete disregard.
I want you to be rough,
To make love's not enough,
I love to feel pain,
I'll never complain.
Use my body; make me scream,
Do things to me that border extreme.
Maybe it's taboo, but who gives a fuck?
I'm turned on by having my arse struck.
Fuck me intensely until I plead,
I take you inside me, full of greed.
Hands on my neck as I softly choke,
My nails digging in with every stroke.
Don't stop now, I can feel you are ready.
Slow down just a little, hold your pace steady.
Teetering on the edge of orgasmic bliss,
We both climax together, lips locked in a kiss.