Erotic PoetryMistressbeautiful years together gave much love, much laughter plus delicious wild moments. It is so
generous of you after all this time to tell me so much. I'm thrilled that my needs still mean
something to you. I savoured every word as you told me where your robust libido often
takes you. I was reminded of the stream of startling, adventurous liaisons you would
bring home in one way or another. A scent, trace of cum on your cheek, your cunt
sloppy wet. Sometimes your desired man or woman or couple would walk in
the door with you. I would lay in bed listening to you flirt, laugh, seduce
suck cock, ask to be fucked. I rejoiced in the sound, smell, ambiance
of your demanding lust. You would reward me, the whip, the slap,
when your gaze fell my way. I love to wait for you. The sharp
harsh sting of leather to wake me. Even sharper teeth on my
morning hard-on. My hard cock was constantly there for
you. My most wanton, sensual, impossible, scary love.
Ever there to taunt me, abandon me, retrieve me. I
love you. Always. Your sexual world provokes
me, sustains me, keeps me sane. I'm waiting
for you still. Waiting for your gaze to find
me. To use me, to control me to fulfil me.
I'm sure that one night it will happen.
You appear in my bed whip in hand.
Your body dripping in sweat and
jism. Glistening breasts hover
over me and I feel their hot
spray as the first stinging
blow falls. You ram into
me hard demanding I
lick, suck and drink
the fresh cum ooze
seeping luscious
fuck stretched
slimy bossy
powerful
beloved
adored
nasty
smug
mist
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