I want your cock. I want it as no other, hunger for it as never before.
I want your cock. I want to rouse it from its slumber, tease it to hard, thick, glistening life. I want to feel it pulsing in my hand, in my mouth, in my cunt, in my rosebud.
I want your cock. I want to rouge my lips blood, shiny red and stain your shaft with my sultry kiss. I want to open the hot, wet tunnel between these lips, sliding you in, gliding you down, tasting, devouring the very essence of man.
I want your cock. I want the cock of the gentleman seasoned and contained, the cock of the teenage boy on the very edge of his self-control. I want to bury your uncut meat so deep inside me your body growls and soars, your searing cream spilling forth urgently, violently to mark my soft fair skin, my bright clutching walls.
I want your cock. I want it all to myself, selfishly taking and feasting on the flesh and the come and the man yearned for by so many. I want to please and pleasure it, charm and beguile it, captivate it, claim it as my very own.
I want your cock. Yesterday, today and tomorrow. Your cock is all I want.
14 comments:
Wow. Minx you continue to outdo yourself. These are the words that instantly get me hard and inspire more daydreaming than I should really allow myself.
*gulps*
oh my, again and again you do things that are both shocking and tender. Yours words twril me around and around before laying me down to sleep. I can only... No wait I cannot even do that. I have no idea, but dreams do come true, right?
GoodWill: I'm thrilled that this piece has managed to excite your mind and flesh alike. As for allowing yourself to daydream, I think you should indulge at every available opportunity...
Sir T: Once again, I wish and hope my words always have such a delicious and delirious effect on you in waking and slumber. (If I'm ever given the ability to foretell the future and grant wishes, you'll be the first to know!)
Okay, someone's going to have to come along with a mop and pour me into a bucket....
Can a man read these words and not disintegrate??? This man can't....
I'm speechless. Raw, beautiful, erotic.
Wow… your writing is so fantastically arousing. I love the line "I want to rouse it from its slumber". Perfect.
Max: Your melting disintegration is such sweet music to my ears. Now, where's my bucket...?
Mediocrity: Your speechlessness is all the praise I could ever want, lovely...
LGS: If my words have aroused, then my job is done. For now. Thank you so much...
How convenient and pleasant that by giving in to your wants, we BOTH get what we want. :)
(and I'll bet you get what you want all the time.....)
-- PB
Sometimes it's best to say exaltly what you want. And you have such a tantalizing way of saying it...
PB: I think you call that a win-win. :)
As for getting what I want, the universe sees fit to deny me just enough to keep my desire simmering. And this week, that simmer has reached boiling point...
1manview: I'm so very glad you think so. Let's hope the gentleman in question agrees with you...
Wants should be sated.
mmmm.
Rock on!
I couldn't agree more, Rex. Mmmm, indeed...
You are such an incredibly powerful writer...such passion and lust in your words. Love it. Thank-you...again.
Your high praise has left me rather speechless, Goddess Aphrodite. Trust me when I tell you the thanks are all mine...
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