Author: Poetpat9

In the summers heat .
We all have needs.
Hormones in full flow.
Sun beating on our skin
warming within.
Maybe wet if not moist.
I can tell by your voice.
That telltale pause as you talk
a little sigh.
A look in your eye.
These feeling kept in check
nothing we can do yet.
Don’t want to get caught in public view
there again why not.
Some thing new.
The thrill of being seen not just a dream.
I know a place where we can play .
Follow me this way.

Raw and rough.
Won’t stop till you have had enough.
Thought I was Mr nice guy.
Nice try.
Look outside the box the clues are there.
Stop and take a look.
Getting you to do as I please.
On your knees.
You know that wanting look is all it took.
My control taken to the test .
You know that’s when you enjoy it best.
The ties the blindfold hiding your eyes.
Every little smack tender yet with force
Creates a wetness .
A new tone in your voice.
Seeing you writhing in pleasure and pain
begging for more .
What more could one ask for.
Turns me on knowing you like
What a naughty girl
You are.

 Sitting opposite her
mentally undressing.
Taking off her clothes
one by one not finishing
until done.
She wore a blouse
underneath a bra
May be black or blue
I wished I knew.
From the shape of her chest
I could picture her full breasts.
Nipples large not quite hard.

Her tummy with its own curves
leading to below.
Where not any one is allowed to go.
I would like to say she was shaven
that is the impression I got
if not she was still hot.

I bet she wore panties of lace
may be plain white.
Or blue to match her bra
maybe commando.
My mind now in over drive
my trousers began to rise.
It was then she caught my eye.

I thought she would get up and go.
No.
She gave me a show.
Her bra was blue panties too
guess what she was shaven too.

Tied and blindfolded.
Senses new.
Anticipation .
Nipples hard .
Awaiting the punishment.
Knowing you are wet he will
make you wait.
What he does he does well.
Puts you under his spell.
His way he will have, have no doubt.
Marks of love the only witness.
You cum begging for
forgiveness.

You tell me I make you wet
well baby I have not started yet.
Just wait till I am in full flow
I will make your nipples grow.

With my words of desire
I will set you on fire .
The sensations you feel
as I write leave you in
no doubt about tonight.

Orgasms come and go
ask me I know.
What I can do to you
if you want me to
is take you higher
than before,
You will be begging for more.

Imagine I am with you
kissing and sucking you.
Tongue and mouth on your breasts
slowly moving down your chest.
Kissing your tummy
just stopping at your pot of honey.
Fingers on your lips tongue
kissing your clit.
Spreading wide inserting my fingers inside.
Feeling you warm and moist
a whimper that was your voice.

My fingers playing inside you
my tongue wants to play to.

Like the cat with the cream
I lick your pussy clean.
What comes next we all know
welcome to the show.

I want to
I need to
I have too
If I don’t this pressure
will build up
the pressure in my cock.
And so I will lie me down
trousers and pants taken down.

Then baby oil by my side
I will coat hands ready to slide.
Oily and shiny
I place on my cock
The cold feel
makes me as hard as rock.

The sounds of the oil
is music to my ears
as my hand goes up a gear.

Pulling the skin back
rubbing the tip with my thumb
knowing not long before
I cum.

Images flashing in my head
of you playing on the bed.
As I see you caress pussy lips
I feel my cock start to twitch.
Faster now the oil a lather
aiming on my tum
the oil mixed with cum.

Feeling relieved and free of thought
I close my eyes
wishing you could see
what you do to me.

Words softly spoken
making dams open.
May be a sigh or deep breath
that sends messages
between your legs.

Every word true
only for you
gives me pleasure
the way you look.
Your expression more
a tease.
Slightly opening
of knees.

Knowing no holding back
to late for that.
Only if you hear stop
do you obey
wondering what next
I might say.

The feeling hard to bare
one of frustration and joy
as I tell you
play with toy.

Sounds of pleasure
I hear loud and clear
you moaning in my ear.

My next words
short and sweet
more of a command
cum baby
cum.
You do as only you
can.

Sensual and chic those heels on her feet.
As my eyes follow above I see I love.
Stocking legs a short skirt .
A blouse so thin her bra visable within.
She is standing there I can only stare.
I mentally undress imagining her breasts.

Her nipples I now see my minds eye
working over time. Wanting her to be mine.
Thoughts of ice and wax I can not hold back.
The effect on me plain to see.

I wonder what is under her skirt .
Panties or a thong.
May be both wrong.
Nothing on.

Is she waxed or may be a landing strip .
Natural maybe or in between .
Again I dream.

Her hair blonde does that match below
how will I know.
As if to awake me from my thoughts
She turns to face me .
Did she sense what I was thinking
I felt a blush.

Her eyes motioned me to follow which I of course did.
Now I was about to discover the answers in my head .

Along an alley we walked not even small talk.
She knew and I did too what we had to do.
It was pure sex no love no emotion
Lust and wanting a need an urge .
Never saw again or heard.

Those words she said to me.
Yours to please.
She knows what I like.
I know which buttons to press.
She is my sub .
I am her love.
Bitten spanked .
I often watch her play.
It turns me on that way.
Her middle a melting pot.
Sweet honey seeping out.
Time for tounge attack.
Her clit hard G spot
ready to rub.
Tongue tasting above.
Thighs quivering like jelly.
Moans escape her lips
I feel her twitching clit.
She asks if she may come.
My answer.
Wait little one.