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“Lookin' like an angel,
But your savage love
When you kiss me
I know you don't give two fucks
But I still want that,
Your savage love...”🖤
Pay Attention
Listen,
I want you.
Wait….hear me.
I. Want. You.
Not in some Tumblr-ish
“Gotta fuck you”
Kind of way,
But in a visceral way
That engages my mind, and makes
My alone time interesting enough
To send tingles through my body,
While my hands coax my passion
Up and down,
Faster and faster and faster…
Until…
Unf..
Can’t finish yet.
Not until you understand
That I want you.
In ways that you can’t even imagine.
Just thinking about your lips
Cruising along the veins in my cock,
Make me shiver, and shake,
While my hand curls into a fist,
And my hips start to..
Mmmm…thrust up and into
The coconut oil filled pocket,
While I imagine that I’m holding your head
And thrusting up and into
The saliva filled pocket of your mouth..
And throat.
Feels. So. Good…
Feels.sooo…
Fucking…
I can’t yet…
Not until you realize
That I want you.
Your mind and your body.
Your smile and your sighs.
Your grunts and groans,
Your heated body and happy bouncing…
Your erect nipples and your pulsating pussy
That drips on command,
While I pin you to the bed,
Grab your ass
And take you like you’re
Mine.
All.
Mine.
Just like my fist moving like a
Blur.
Faster…faster…
Fuck..
“I want you”..
Do you hear my need?
Can you feel my craving between your legs?
Do you want me too?
I’m so..close…
So….
Unf…
Mind Over Matters
I have a problem.
See,
I have this huge,
Thick….
Member that needs
To be immersed into
Something wet and stretchy.
It’ll go as deep as you can handle.
You’ll be able to feel it’s every move
And jerk.
You’ll know it’s been there,
Even when it’s finished.
I have this big…
Throbbing…
Thing…
Between my ears,
That gets me in trouble,
But takes you to paradise.
Would you like to spread
Wide
And welcome my
Massive
Mind into yours?
I promise you’ll love
Every thrust.
And the depths of depravity
We can reach?
Oh babe, you don’t know
What it feels like to bottom out,
Until you’ve let me in…
Cause I’ll
Truly ..
Mess you up.
Manslaughter
I broke my own heart.
I took a hammer to that sucker
And pounded and pounded
And smashed and dashed
That fragile trinket to
Dust.
All because I could never accept
That I was worth far more
Than the way I allowed myself
To be treated.
Gluing it back together will be a bit more tedious.
Secrets Spilled
Your pussy.
I want to write and whisper
Words that make your pussy
..that one between your thighs
The one that you think is safe?
I want to wreck that pussy
Right fucking now.
You’re working, true.
But my words can get to you,
And kiss your neck,
Then snake down your chest,
Between those luscious breasts
And wrap themselves around your clit.
These words can squeeze and massage
And tap and slap
And spank that pussy..
The one that is now almost throbbing?
That pussy that you really want to give me now?
These words and whispers will lick your clit
And rub your pussy
Until you’re squirming in your seat
And needy.
Sooooo
Fucking
Needy.
Your pussy.
I want to write and whisper
Evil things that slide between your
Swollen lips and lodge themselves
Thickly
Inside of the canal that houses
Every nerve that makes
Your spine stiffen in that seat,
Your nipples pulse from hardening too fast,
And your pupils dilate because
You know you’re fucked.
Because now,
My words and whispers and writings
Have started thrusting
In and out…out and in..
Teasing with tip and punctuation
Until you’re babbling and drooling and
Unable to speak coherently or even
Make a focused thought.
Because right now?
Now?
You want my words and whispers.
You want them inside of you.
You want ME
Inside of you.
Say I’m wrong.
Then again, it doesn’t matter,
Because your pussy has already told me the truth.
She just can’t keep a secret.
Forgotten Song
A lyric missing words,
A broken melody littered with
Wrong chords and sour notes.
A scattered harmony, lacking structure,
And the care to be restored.
When songs are forgotten, we lose a piece of our innocence.
When love is forgotten,
New melodies form slowly.
When I’m forgotten, songs will flow freely again.
Barista
I’m probably not your cup of tea.
You won’t even look my way.
Much less have a taste to see just how
My particular makeup caresses your tastebuds.
Maybe I’m too strong?
Too soft?
Or perhaps my wrappings don’t appeal.
I’m probably not your cup of tea.
But..
I could be your cup of coffee.
Sure to wake you up with a smile.
Sure to give you that pep
Your life is begging for.
Yeah…I’m sure of it.
I’m the perfect cup of coffee.
Dark roast. Vibrant flavors.
Eclectic mixes from life and beyond.
Mixed and matched in specific ways
That are sure to grow a craving that
You’ve never known before.
Look past my packaging,
And explore my contents.
You’ll find that the best part of waking up…
Is me.
I may not be your cup of tea,
But you need to taste me.
Coffee.
Have some?
What have you got to lose?
The Beauty in the Beast
Look upon me, and tremble.
Past my ugliness,
My scars and hideous howls,
My groans and growls,
My claws.
Look upon me, and tremble.
Note my fangs,
How they drip and drool,
My words, how they force and chain.
My eyes…how they burn and provoke.
My skin…dark and ominous.
See me for what I am.
Look upon me and marvel.
Strength and courage.
How my passion brings wildfires from
Fantasy into your body.
How my touch sparks crazed imaginings
And immediate delirium.
How my presence fills the room,
And your mind.
Look upon me and marvel.
How my words break your defenses,
How my lips greet your goosebumps,
And my teeth produce wild howls
And growls.
How my scars tell my story,
One where you’re included in a master stroke.
See me.
Look upon me and know me.
Everything and nothing.
The Beast in the beauty,
And the Beauty in the beast.
Tremble, marvel, then surrender.
I’ll accept no other solution.
You’ll want no other solution either.
See me.
Know me.
Give in to me.
Lust
Is not just
“I wanna fuck you”
Or, “I can’t wait to get you home.”
It’s not even just dirty text messages or
Naked pictures sent through the work day.
It’s a visceral
Immediacy.
A need that overrides circuitry.
It’s senses being overtaken by fantasy.
It’s,
My good tasting like your pussy,
To the point that I’m moaning aloud
While enjoying my favorite slice of pie.
I know it’s not you,
But I know I want you.
And that’s all that my mind can wrap itself around.
That’s what lust is.
Complete and total
Overwhelming of every thought,
Every fantasy..
Every physical reaction...just..ugh..
Kind of like my cock seizing,
And throbbing uncontrollably,
And making the front of my Hanes’
A sticky mess.
Like the heat that is beginning to
Affect my body temp,
And how my bald head is sweating,
And my tongue is dry,
And...fuck..
All I want right now
Is you on my fucking desk.
Bent over,
Or laying down,
Or under it..
Or..fuck it. I don’t even care.
I’m so in lust..
That my mentals are degrading.
Lust is
When every breath becomes your enemy,
It’s when your nerves betray control,
It’s when your pulse quickens
So fast that I feel your presence
Near me
When your miles away.
It’s when I throb so violently
That my spasms catch the eye of those around me,
And there’s nothing I can do.
It’s when I undress,
And that thin, sticky line of precum
Stretches from my clothes to my cock,
And I know that even just bumping
My shaft just right
Will unleash a torrent
Of dirty desires.
Like...now.
I...uhh...fuck...
So I’m gonna quit trying to voice my desire.
And just endure it.
I want to watch you cum.
Will you?
Sit right there
In that there chair,
Slide your panties to the side,
And give me a glimpse?
Let me see you rock
Against your fingertips,
While your lips mumble
Incoherent words.
Slide one in,
Then add it’s friend,
Until your stuffed,
And then begin
To fuck yourself
The way you wish
That I was giving it to you.
Grab your tits and pull your nipples.
Let me see your body tremble
And shiver,
And quake,
As you scratch that itching ache..
Cause then I’ll see pleasure roll
All over your pretty face.
I wanna watch.
I want to hear you cum.
Every whimper.
Every sigh.
Every grunt, and groan and whine.
Every song from perverted lips,
A sexy chorus,
With whispered lines.
I need to hear your crescendoed tones,
With profanity laced begging,
And melodious tones.
I wanna hear.
I’m going to make you cum.
Hands over your mouth,
With a hand on your throat,
The slapping sounds as we meet,
And you give my cock
A coat of your thickest
Of appreciative creamy displays.
Im going to leave my mark,
Teeth prints in your skin,
Digging deep into your pussy,
With a finger playing at and in
Your ass,
Before your wetness gets in,
And that finger leads to the elation
Of double penetration.
A rhythm unlike any other
Alternating pistons,
Tearing you to pieces,
And shocking your system.
Fulfilling your addiction,
Baby you are my drug,
I’m deranged while we bang,
Your moans filling my skull.
More like a bull,
Primal and reckless...
I’m not quite sure how much better
I can address this.
I’m gonna do it.
That’s that.
Tonight, I want dessert.. Something....decadent. Rich and luxurious. Maybe a brownie? Yes. Choc- Oh-late of the dark variety. Cooked just until the middle is all Goooey..and slightly runny.. Dripping? Yes? Once every ingredient has been mixed With kissed and nibbles, sucks and suckling.. Grips and bragging, lavished with the right Amount of needy girl and sultry woman.. Then..put me in your oven And bake me on..let’s saaaayyy.. 350 strokes..or until your eyes Are rolling in the back of your head And your tits won’t stop bouncing.. Because you can’t stop shaking.. But... Don’t cum. Cause brownies aren’t complete Without frosting. Thick, creamy...off-white Perfectly seasoned Frosting That has been whipped And beaten Into a frothy....light.... Amazing topping.. Then I lick my lips, And taste the mix of brownie And frosting From between Your still Shaking Thighs. Dessert is served.
@sargasmicgoddess @goingdown64 @gracielaw99 @hottiemilfjeanine might I interest you in dessert?
On the morning I saw the sunrise
Between your thighs,
My sleepy eyes
Focused and I rose,
And took ahold
Of your still sleeping form.
Your skin felt warm,
And your eyelids fluttered,
And your breasts kind of shuddered
When my fingers brushed against them.
I wanted to kiss you good morning,
So when my lips touched yours
Your body woke up
And your thighs clamped down
Around me, pulling me
Automatically
Into
Where the sun shone brightly.
The first kiss around wet labia
Lingered,
But the second one found
A very willing flower
Opening her buds to show the freshest
Dew
That morning had ever seen.
The third kiss probed
The fourth, pulsed and circled
The fifth added fingers
While the sixth soothed your sex.
Kissing and flicking your clit
Had your body almost floating
While your tasty hole
Poured into my mouth really joyfully.
And..
Kiss number seven felt your landscape shift...
Vibrating and shaking,
Something else was amiss.
Flavor changed, something happened in my brain
Kiss 8 was from a desire now pushed toward insane.
Kiss 9 blew your mind, fingers teasing your behind
Just to find the combination
That would make the sun burst.
Kiss 10
Bent you.
It pulled me.
We melted into each other
And you into my mouth
Upon my tongue
Down my chin
And onto the sheets.
The sun shone high and proud,
Your blush radiantly bathed
My lips totally coated
In the beauty of morning.
Somehow your eyes stayed closed the entire time,
But you didn't miss the sunrise.
I attain glory in the holes of your soul
As I stomp with spiked soles
Across the same traps designed to keep me out..
Give me your mouth..
Allow your lips and tongue to drink in my Amor..
So that every word I hit you with
Further awakens you, whore...
You try,
You tempt..
You..
You're so damned bent
That you incense the scary portion
No one has dared
To
Fuck
With
And
Since you insist
On being a adventurous wench..
Lets unclinch your corset..
And see how spilled you can get..
Lets
Slap against your clit with the rage of palm..
As I wane and wax your brain till it's golden as flax..
And then relax as I strap you down and further
Deranged you..
I aim to maim you..
Cause you won't be tamed. .
You..
You...
You, fight and claw, refusing to give room..
Shoving you back
Against the wall
Ripping away
Then picking
You up and up..
And setting you
Down
Down
Down. .
Until you lock in
In the place
Set aside just for you..
Is this what you wanted?
No turning back now.
Don't run away..
Come to me..
Get
Here
NOW!
Canvas.
You are my canvas.
Undefiled until my
Brush paints you with a heavy hand
And heavy strokes..
Slaps, and taps..
And braided rope.
And you hope the knots will come..
Down that rope your juice will run..
In those knots, your body cums..
And hums like a well oiled machine.
Canvas,
You are my canvas..
The picture where my evil dwells..
Illustrating heavenly hells
Where i ring your bells and
Cause your swells
With waves that surely signal a death knell…
Well….
Dipping brush from north to south…
Let my paint drip in your mouth…
Or we’ll find another route..
Destroying rooms in perfect house.
Cunt and ass…tongue and hands..
Legs and thighs sore…
Don’t you move.
Hold that pose, as knots grow tight..
Ropes will hold Slut still all night…
To be sure I paint you right.
Canvas,
You are Mine…
My Canvas.
Beautiful mess from deranged brain..
Trace your wicked tongue across vein..
Taste this mix of muse and Master..
Batten down and take me faster..
Harder, don’t you want acclaim
Scribed on you…my fucking name.
Claimed and sealed…
Our deal complete…
The studio melted…
From
Our
Heat.
Call Me Sexy
Call me sexy,
But for my mind rather
Than my abs or my big black…
Well…it’s actually brown.
Like my eyes. Calm and transfixing..
Muddy like waters roused by
Pondering and mental meanderings
Through darkened skies and
Bright smiles.
Call me sexy,
But only after you’ve seen my capacity
For understanding your emotions,
For seeing who you are,
And then speaking truth to the power that you
Hold within
You
Are sexy. But not for your pictures or
Even for the way you look in
Fishnets or your poses,
But rather because you
Exist.
I’ll call you sexy because I see the truth of you.
The beauty of you.
Because I know you, and truly see
You.
Only call me sexy
When you can do the same.