Author: musicalmia

Tired – Satirically sexy

Tired

A satirical piece from the Cakesniffer’s Husband.

As an homage to and with apologies to Shel Silverstein ( although I think he might have liked it)!

Breasts so big for my hands,
I struggle, hold them close.
And I’m tired!

Sucks my cock,
takes it deep so she’ll choke,
And I’m tired!

Shakes her sweet ass in my face,
Her pussy so firm it holds me in place.

Whispers such dirty things in my ear,
So very sinful, it’s crazy to hear.

I lick, from stem to stern.
Never satisfies, only makes her yearn.

Cram her gleaming slit full of my tongue,
Making her scream each time that she cums.

I fuck her while standing, while kneelin’ on the floor.
Bangin’ her hard against the door.

She takes all that I give her,
still gasping, begging for more.

It’d take several men to satisfy her might,
I am up to the challenge, at least I know that I’ll try.

Wakes me from my sleep at night.
So many years, but I am still her delight.

And I am tired.

Hot Summer Night – Part Two (MMF)

He lays on top of me and slowly guides his cock into my dripping pussy.  I don’t want to wait and I start to buck my hips up against him.  He firmly holds me down.  He threatens to get Muscle Man to hold me down so he can do whatever he wants.  I laugh, but secretly I hope he will do it. He takes slow and languid strokes.  It is maddening.  I want my cookie too, I want to feel him cum inside of me.  I can feel the orgasm growing. He hits me in all the right places, right to the back of my body.  I grasp at his hips, my nails digging into his skin. My pussy is tightening around his cock, he murmurs to me that I am so tight he can barely stand it.  I have myself locked so hard around his cock there is no uncoupling us. My body arches back and presses my breasts firmly against him, begging for his cum.  I know that I am running a big risk, potentially finding myself on Maury, DNA testing all the sailors on their ship. I can almost hear, “You are not the father!,” in my head.  It doesn’t matter.   I jerk and cum all over his cock, it is so intense after all the teasing and sucking. Read more »

Hot Summer Night – Part One – MMF, oral

It is summer in San Diego. I have just wrapped up my senior year of high school, newly 18 and ready to start my life in college. It is late, the store I work in closes at 1. Have you ever been in San Diego in the summer? Some nights when you can’t sleep, the beach just calls you to it. You learn to always have beach gear on hand. 

I drive the quiet streets, past the sleepy houses through the soft pools of light to La Jolla Shores. The tide is drawing out and the moon is bright on the sand. Down the beach two men, only a little older than myself are playing catch with a football. I suspect they are 
sailors. I have spent my life as a Navy Brat in Navy towns, I can recognize them easily. 

They glance my way as I walk to the shore line, I am soft and curvy in all the right places, and I know it, with a confidence only the young can really show. I am well experienced at this point, owing to a randy boyfriend, newly unattached.  I am not overly interested in engaging with anyone, having been busy all shift talking and laughing with customers.  The waves lap at my toes and I turn back to drop my towel and clothes just out of reach of its tendrils.  Read more »

Lipstick (MF, light domination)

This color I wear for you. Not because it shapes my lips, although it does that. I don’t wear it to be noticed, men discreetly watch my mouth without me needing to draw it the color of ripe plums. They watch, hoping that if I part my mouth just so, it will become an invitation to enter. But it is a private party for one.

I wear it to remind you of what I will do to you in the quiet hours. When all the rest of our world sleeps. All the chaos and mistakes fade into oblivion. Where you can just be you and let your guard down for a moment. Melt into my skin, first your fingers. Then your soft lips. Mine parting with a soft gasp, encouraging. Dragging fingers across your shoulder, down your arms. Pulling you closer to my body. There is a comfort there, a knowing. That you are safe with me. You can be an animal or a gentleman, and I will still smile at you in the morning. Read more »

My Favorite Symphony – oral

You brag about your prowess with your tongue. A gentleman doesn’t need to brag, but a lady might. Let me tell you about me and my mouth. I am a pleaser. I love to get men off. I want to do it again as soon as I finish you. The more you enjoy it, the more I crave pleasuring. Men can tell, they have always have followed me with their eyes, something in my smile I suppose. I have never been quiet about this love, this desire to create ecstasy. It drips from my mouth without a sound.

I am also a musician. My tongue is strong. It is coordinated and talented. My mouth could break you, if I wanted to. But, I won’t. Maybe. What I will do with it, is make you beg. It’s my favorite composition. It begins as I take your cock in my mouth, run my tongue down the shaft. Gently wrap my hand around the base and suck. I love to hear the catch in your breath the first time you feel the softness. I love to start with just the tip, and wait until I feel your hips edging forward trying to get me to take more. Read more »