18th Oct, 2017

Love is Sport #Smutober

 

Love is Sport

Time your swing,

Dance to the right,

Hold it close,

Pull him in tight.

Standing tall,

Play with pride,

Meet your match,

Ride the tide.

Score the goal,

Keep on track.

Nose over the line,

Pot the black.

Love is sport,

Play it well,

Give your all

Weave your spell.…

Continue Reading →


9th Oct, 2017

His Tie #Smutober

 

A poetic offering for Smutober today, I don’t write poetry often enough but I enjoy it when I do.

It started with his tie,

Looped simply round wrists pullllllllllllllled

tight.

And fed round the fret of the bed.

Immobilised I was free,

Orgasms rolled through

 the pleasure of being taken

 and used.…

Continue Reading →


10th Jul, 2017

Painful Desire #MasturbationMonday

Painful Desire.

I have a craving, a desire deep and hard in the centre of my liquid soul.

A want, a need, a craving.

It curls and coils,

grows and stretches,

winds and pulls and leaves me breathless with want.

Consuming my mind with imaginings mixed with memories.…

Continue Reading →