For our first Date we met Up and fucked It was a trill chill After I left I couldn't help Wondering about The man behind The tongue
Tag: creative writing
I see you're in South Korea right now and I realize it could've been us under the moonlight pressed for time and pushing for it to be done you and I side by side in the Asian sun I wonder what it would be like though I'm sure I already know: Moments of stillness, polite … Continue reading Boseong
you puncture your own flesh and pour tequila in your wounds while waiting to hear from him ever so competitive, you dismantle yourself before he even attempts to break you
Come tear off my Underwear Darling please Wet your fingers In my mouth Won't you please I like it when You are here On your knees Run your fingers Through my hair Can't you please Haunt me please Want me please Darling please
He loved to feed me while feasting on me. I remember he ordered my favorite bacon and pineapple four corner pizza and invited me over for dinner. Upon entering his I noticed the table was prepared for me. There was a napkin, a wine glass, a bottle of my favorite wine, a packed bowl, and … Continue reading Pizza & Failed Seduction
I'm very new to butt play, and for me it's kind of like learning a new language. I'm not perfect at distinguishing what feels good or isolating specifics when something is inside me. But what I do know is I very much enjoy sensations on top of sensations, the more the better. My DP experience … Continue reading I finally know what it’s like to be DP’d
Darnell ignited a fire in me that I forgot I possessed. His body against mine felt devine. Elegantly sculpted, firm, young, agile. He laid lust and raw energy on my lips when he kissed me. I was so consumed by my desire for him that my hands found their way to his muscular glutes and … Continue reading Dirty Dancing in DC
