Submissive Bindings (XXX Poem)

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Submissive Bindings

Whips and chains, Leather and lace
Tied to a bed, blindfold in place.
Adrenaline pumping from the exciting unknown
All is quite... are you alone?
Suddenly a touch, upon your breast
But what you wonder... has started this quest?

Cold and wet; it must be ice
Around one nipple; then the other one twice.
Gentle kisses on lips and neck
Excitement building, you're becoming wet.
Your nipples erect from the wet and cold
Beg to be sucked by lips so bold.

Your mind is racing; what will he do?
What pleasurable things, will I do to you?
With your legs spread wide and tied to stay that way
Down at your wet pussy something's at play.
Is it my hand? Or; maybe my cock
All you know is... it's hard as a rock.

Slipped in your pussy, but barely in
It's held in check, this tease is a sin.
Waiting for motion; that's just not there
You whisper hoarsely...
"Fuck me now! I want you there!"
But still in you, no pumping action
You think to your self; I want satisfaction!

Once again, you feel; my sudden touch
squeezing your breast, I love so much.
On a nipple, you feel a bite
By lips; not teeth, causing such delight.
I nibble and suckle, on one, then two
But at your wet pussy; something's still in you

Now my tongue slowly licks
Mapping your body; to your clit.
As I lick both up and down
I push further in, this thing that's round.
What? You wonder, is in my hand?
How much more of this, can you stand?

Then all of a sudden; I seem to quit
Withdrawing the thing; in your wet slit.
I have you so hot you're about to boil
Then my hands are on you and they're covered with oil.
All over your body I massage everywhere
Is that cherries you smell in the air?

You feel my hand at you chin
I open your mouth and slide my tongue in.
Given to you is a passionate kiss
Your body responds, in joyful bliss.
After the kiss I gently blow
All over your body you feel a glow.

A warming sensation from Tits to Thighs
I'm driving you crazy you softly cry.
Now I lift you at your waist
Under your ass; a pillow I place.
Then you feel… my fingers explore
Your wet hot pussy, you want me more.

Sliding in one, then you feel two
My fingers slowly; fucking you.
The more they pump the wetter you get
My mouth is sucking your willing clit.
Bolts of pleasure course through your veins
Driving you blissfully, joyfully insane.

Then without warning you start to cum
I withdraw my fingers and insert my tongue.
As you cum you sigh and moan
I lick your pussy and you gently groan
Then to your surprise; my fingers slippery and wet
Slip in your ass! and you cum harder yet.

Like old faithful; you cum and gush
Your head goes light, from such a rush.
You lay there shaking; I've reached my goal
Then before you know it... My Cocks in your hole.
"God yes!" you scream as you take me in
Then you yell, "I'm cumming again"

Juices flowing as I pump in you
Covering my dick; with your pussy goo.
Now you're bucking, fucking hard back to me
Wave after wave; you're in ecstasy.
Now you feel my hard cock swell
I'm cumming too, you hear me yell.

Tightening the muscles in your pussy tight
I cum so hard, I see the light.
I pump ever harder, to give you every last bit
Of the juices I spill, within your slit.
Above you I'm spent; but inside you; I remain
I remove your blind-fold...
Kiss you and say, I love your fantasy game.

© ChryWizard

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