#wicked-writing

[gidgetsallgrownup]

something to think about

Think about the part of my body You love the most Imagine touching Squeezing Slapping Doing whatever you want to it Think about me giggling And moaning with pleasure Begging you not to stop

Then consider the fact That if you hadn’t been such a Selfish prick You could have been having your way With me Every day 10 times a day If you wanted

Think about that Asshole And piss off

@gidgetsallgrownup

[chucklingpecan]

That inner voice (transfixed) whispers about bare flesh and accompanying deeds while I struggle with an innocent hello

[lzlabs]

Cockamamie

Does the cock not sing to its fancy mushroom towers arrogant in extravagant ways The king in all its glory for a lady and her flower between thighs/ his domain

[chucklingpecan]

Revel in the soft sweet touch of sin

[chucklingpecan]

tall tale

I was relating how mighty fine and big and throbbing it could be but it was no match for the immensity of your chuckle

[chucklingpecan]

banquet

I have (you know) that other sort of appetite and am growling for a feast

[chucklingpecan]

daydream

Another bashful boy with phantom hands slipping up your oblivious thighs

[chucklingpecan]

It’s a subtle melody seemingly sinless but you know what it really means