What She Wants

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4ofSwords
4ofSwords
30 Followers

Tonight we're trying something different.
Tonight I call the shots,
And she trembles in anticipation,
Because that's what she wants.

Tonight she dresses like a doll -
In a little white skirt like she wore in school
     and nancy sinatra boots
     and lacy panties
     and her hair hanging loose and straight
     and it will all be torn and mussled and discarded
     by the time I'm done with her.
I'll wear whatever the fuck I want -
     jeans and a ballcap,
     nothing but cowboy boots
     - no, a black suit and tie, because I'm the man,
And that's what she wants.

Tonight
     when I'm pressed between the pillowy flesh of her thighs
     and my tongue is buried in her sex
She'll be the one tied down to the bed.
And I'll devour her only because it pleases me:
     I'll stop and start at my caprice
     no matter how much she begs.
And when I have her toy gliding inside her,
It won't be fixed to my gag.
It will be in my hand,
     and she'll come in 3 minutes and be noisy about it,
     and she better not fake it or goddamn it
     - she'll be sorry.
     But she's not used to giving up control,
     so she'll fake it just to test me.
     But I'm ready.
     I'll spank her so hard
     that her ass will be as rosey as her lips,
     and then, even while it's still tender,
     I'll bite her ass
     - her plump round ass -
     just because I like it.
Its what she wants.

Tonight she'll worship my cock like a bad girl:
Hungry and greedy and eager to please
      (as I am for her).
If she's a very bad girl I'll spank her again,
     and if she isn't I'll spank her anyway,
     but she won't like it,
     Either way she better not
     make me fucking come
     because I'm going to drill her
     into the bed until we're drenched with sweat.
And the whole time she better be telling me that
      "More" is what she wants.

Tonight she'll cum harder than she has in a year.
She'll be glowing for a week
      and telling me we'll do it again soon,
      and she didn't know I had it in me.
I'll just be thrilled
      by the way she screams my name
      when she has that last leg quivering orgasm.
Because that's all I ever want.

4ofSwords
4ofSwords
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AnonymousAnonymousover 16 years ago

Reads like a rock and roll ballad...that would make Case Kasem faint. ^_^