Some times a rush
lately a gush
panties in the morning wet
from the night before
those dreams
mean so much more.
My voice the trigger
speaking to you
asking you to do.
Not heard but in your head
speaking as you lay in bed.
Discovering your self new
places that excite you.
Wanting more always
ready to explore.
Fingers or toy
a sexual joy.
Probing feeling
senses reeling.
Another dam broken
walls crumbling
nothing to stop
you coming.
More than moist
imagining my
voice.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/k39bow/my_voice