Lately I’ve been writing poems to my girlfriend, for her to read when she’s not around. Normally they are kinda gushy. This one is supposed to be just funny and horny, and it has no subtlety at all.
It’s about my crazy sex drive, and how it sometimes controls me. So hopefully it belongs here… For context, we are both women and we have a mildly D/s relationship where I have a protective/motherly role. The poem gets more dominant towards the end as my needs start to take over.
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*Under my covers I lie in a flush,*
*Forced to wake up from my hot dirty dreaming.*
*In the silence, something refuses to hush…*
*God help me, my pussy is screaming.*
*”Baby, don’t worry, I’m here for you.” Yep,*
*I’m resigned to my obligation.*
*When she cries out, I know the next step,*
*A reaction that’s simply causation.*
*I’ve decided to name her, I hope that’s not weird?*
*”Veronica,” somehow seems fitting.*
*A name gives her power, a force that’s revered,*
*And symbolic of my endless committing.*
*Perhaps I should be concerned or ashamed,*
*I can’t stop her immortal scheming.*
*But “V” can never, ever, be tamed…*
*So I need you. My pussy is screaming.*
*She purrs as my mind doth wander to you,*
*But I know, these thoughts aren’t really so classy.*
*”You’re writing about fucking yourself,” you construe,*
*That’s why I said “doth,” to make it more fancy.*
*I want to spoil you, keep you safe in my nest,*
*Because the love in my heart I can never replace.*
*But in moments like this, I can’t help but suggest,*
*I could smother these screams with your face?*
*I’m led through my life by the tip of my clit,*
*It’s not something that needs redeeming.*
*I submit to her call, and good times she’ll permit…*
*So hurry, my pussy is screaming.*
*There’s a natural order, with ways to behave,*
*And darling I know you concur.*
*I am the Queen, and you are my slave,*
*But we both live in service to her.*
*So listen, as I do, to her needs and desires,*
*And follow her orders on cue.*
*Your attention, devotion… “Obey,” she requires,*
*If I must, then so must you.*
*You know that I need you for more than just this,*
*But when “V” takes over, her needs have no ceiling.*
*I’ll show that to you with the tenderest kiss,*
*Then get on your knees. My pussy is screaming.*
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/7dyiqi/my_pussy_is_screaming_a_ff_poem
Love it!