trying to act so nonchalant,
as that massive hard-on you flaunt,
in submitting to your wishes, I accede,
and my teasing tongue does taunt,
for I know what you want.

hips thrust urgently in their need,
and my scalp your manly fingers knead,
warm mouth hungrily swallows hard prick,
pleasuring you at just the right speed,
to make you moan and plead.

wrapping my lips round a cock so thick,
up and down that throbbing shaft, I lick,
worshipping every inch of cock,
my wrist jacking you off, so quick,
gagging on mouth full of dick,

against the back of the throat you knock,
as hungrily suck upon your stalk,
feeling your muscles start to grow tense,
as hands on the sides of my head lock,
taking what comes next, I won’t balk.

loud guttural groan, then you commence,
and in spurting spasms, your cum dispense,
back of throat, milking you of that last drop,
in pleasuring you, my pleasure so immense,
that my orgasm is so intense.


nipples harden into peaks, hard thick shaft my mouth seeks,
such tingling down the spine, for taste and smell is so divine,
love how it feels to my touch, in pleasuring you just won’t rush,
taste of pre-cum on my tongue, cupping balls so heavily hung,
grabbing handful of my hair, smouldering eyes towards me stare,
my growing lust lace panties soak, as thrusting cock makes me choke,
pussy clenches with aching need, that later you’ll flood me with your seed,
licking crown then swallowing whole, my fingers those heavy balls roll,

your hips and my mouth move as one, as juices start to freely run,
the feel of your tight ball sac, as mouth around them does track,
making them both dripping wet, first one then other does tongue fret,
my mouth so full of your balls, as stroking hand rises and falls,
moving to straddle my chest, pinching hard each aching crest,
around your cock you squash my breasts, still holding on to the crests,
thrusting up head of cock slips, up towards my waiting lips,
fucking my mouth and my tits, my tongue over moving crown flits,

suddenly stopping to kiss my mouth, hand finds my wetness down south,
moving down nipples bites and nips, thick fingers probing between my lips,
squirming round your fingers for more, as two become three then four,
rubbing finger against my g-spot, just making pussy even more hot,
orgasm starting to build, tighten hard round fingers juices gild,
pinching clit so hard that it hurts, flooding warmth as juices squirts,
begging you for some release, and your large fat cock in my crease,
burying yourself so deep inside, then slowly back and forth you slide,

pussy feels so hot, wet and tight, as you twist nipples with painful might,
my fingers slide downward to clit, and upon it urgently flit,
as one orgasm builds and breaks, another builds while flesh still shakes,
juices squirting around your prick, my pussy feels so wet and slick,
you continue till I’ve had four, my orgasmic juices freely pour,
but still you haven’t finished yet, my arse is available and wet,
rolling over, demanding you cum, in the tight, hot depths of my bum,
we’re so wet, you easily glide, your thick cock in my arse does slide,
so tight it doesn’t take very much, before your orgasmic cum does gush,
filling my arse making me come again, and once more my juices rain.

Crimson welts

Posing in the office doorway,

making it so very hard to work,

because I clearly want to play,

dressed like this, with my taunting smirk.

Though I am well over forty,

in lot of ways, I am still a child,

because I still relish being naughty,

and sometimes can be totally wild.

I’ve tied ribbons in my dark locks,

and wear white blouse and old school tie,

pleated school skirt and long white socks,

showing an expanse of milky thigh.

Eyelids fluttering so innocent,

saying I’ve been bad, so very bad,

and really deserve chastisement,

for behaving like you forbade.

Ordered to bend over the desk,

trying to feign my reluctance,

playing my part in this burlesque,

by pleading for your forbearance.

Bending to grasp the other side,

my large breasts flattened on the top,

no longer does bare bottom hide,

lush target for that flogging strop.

Walking around, making me wait,

as anticipation does brew,

letting me contemplate my fate,

and the pain that will soon ensue.

Legs trembling with excitement,

when you take your place behind me,

and I await the commencement
for you to thrash the plump arse you see.

Ordering me to count the strokes,

before first lands on bare arse cheeks,

inflicting pain yet passion stokes,

as trickle of arousal leaks.

Those crimson welts upon white flesh,

voice grows more ragged with each strike,

knuckles whiten, and tense afresh,

you wield the strop just as you like.

Each time strop lands, I gasp and jerk,

but finally count to twenty,

stop to admire your handiwork,
for today that will be plenty.

Reddened buttocks marked and burning,

plump folds, so swollen and shining,

arousal easily discerning,

with which your hardness aligning.

Moistening your flesh, with my juices,

as you rub yourself against me,
over skin marked by abuses,

before your cock, answers my plea.

I groan softly, you stroke slowly,

into my burning, liquid core,

stretching and filling me fully,

as rhythm builds and passions soar.

Bucking and writhing beneath you,
muscles spasming and clasping,

screaming as climax courses through,,
as your own release leaves you gasping.


Elvis’s sensual voice drifts through the air,
shuffling to the beat, unpinning my hair,
with teasing smile, dancing all by myself,
watching as you slowly, undress yourself,
till you’re sitting on bed, not wearing a thing,
as words of the love song, I softly sing,
swaying sensually, to the music pulse,
your grasping fingers, I gently repulse,
gliding out of reach, with a taunting smile,
then start stripping, in an erotic style,
eyes moistly glistening, with inner joy,
pretending to be, so demure and coy.

swaying to the rhythm, moving with ease,
knowing all the moves that will senses please.
caressing myself, through that soft silk blouse,
rubbing fingers on buds, as they arouse,
swaying sensually, slowly to undo,
pearl buttons, till stomach comes into view,
and those womanly curves, beneath sheer lace,
jiggling my breasts, to the rhythmic pace,
as silk blouse, slips from delicate shoulder,
showing more flesh, making your lust smoulder,
next, with overstated movement of hips,
the pleated skirt to the floor, slowly slips,
pale skin contrasted by black lingerie,
heavenly delight, to view any day,
slowly shuffling around, in my bare feet,
those undulating buttocks, your next treat.

flimsy lace garment, that drops to the ground,
as constricted breasts, are at last unbound,
yet, teasingly still hidden from your sight,
moving seductively, within dim light,
fingers cupping, upon those soft bare mounds,
gyrating, to sultry music that sounds,
eyes fixed upon yours, as I make you wait,
moving around, with that sensual gait,
fingers that now grasp, upon puckered peaks,
as they are both given, hardening tweaks,
before offering them, to eager lips,
so you can savour, cherry flavoured tips,
as my fingers slide, into thin waistband,
before wispy lace on my feet, does land.

damp heat, you sense as I straddle your thigh,
and gaze down at you, with a lustful eye,
your tongue swirls around my hard, aching flesh,
in your hair, my grasping fingers enmesh,
pulling warm mouth more firmly, to the chest
as you suckle, upon my sensitive breast,
biting taut flesh, lightly between the teeth,
and your thumbs, caress gently underneath,
grinding myself up and down, upon your thigh,
then leaning backwards, with soft plaintive sigh,
as your attentions grow, bit less tender,
relishing feelings, that does engender,
pushing you firmly backwards, on the bed,
positioning moist need, above your head.

my hair sweeps sensually upon your thighs,
warm mouth upon hardness, skillfully plies,
between my splayed thighs, you return favour,
assault of tongue and teeth, does not waiver,
upon fleshy node, now sprung from its hood,
as my teeth nibble up length of your manhood,
yours gnaw tenderly upon my own hard flesh,
then I start sucking upon you, afresh,
as my finger starts probing, between cheeks,
into tight opening it finds, finally sneaks,
pushing against finger, forcing it deep,
juices upon your face, constantly seep,
know you’re near, as shaft hardens and grows,
thrusting hips upwards, in ejecting throes.

force of your release, causes me to gag,
and from tending to me, you briefly flag,
as your ardency becomes bit flaccid,
concentrate on making my lusts placid,
as I swallow your lustful offering,
sitting upright, your tongue is flickering,
above you, my body sways sensually,
as I pinch my own nipples forcefully,
and my hips dictate to you the rhythm,
for you to bring me nearer to spasm,
and my hand slips downward to help you out,
as your tongue laps up those juices that spout,
swaying sensually as my fingers flit,
till orgasm they expertly permit.


nipples straining against pyjama top,
whilst bottoms are absolutely sodden,
knowing my body is craving release,
because this desire for you, just won’t stop,

in the privacy of my dreams and thoughts,
can at least pretend that you are mine,
as I slip out of this damp night attire,
sprawled on the bed, so wantonly disports,

eyes closed tightly, as my arousal soars,
luxuriating in masturbation,
as my mind conjures that you are right here,
and that the fingers caressing, are yours,

tracing from jaw, to hollow of my throat,
fingernails raking across collarbone,
in their wake, goosebumps raising on my skin,
on my shoulders and down my arms they float.

cupping the curves of my heaving breasts,
giving them attention they’re aching for,
squeezing, kneading and massaging them both,
index fingers circling hardening crests,

nipples grasped between forefingers and thumbs,
pretending pressure felt, are from your teeth,
waves of pleasure flow straight to my clit,
rolling them, and fingernail the top strums,

getting so close to coming, just from this,
but letting hands slide slowly down my flesh,
sliding over smooth mound, to fiery core,
adrift in my thoughts, as I reminisce,

over weeping furrow of my sex slide,
imagining that fingers are your tongue,
as it gathers the nectar that seeps out,
then slowly works its way deeper inside,

scooping out finger of juices that seep
raising up to my mouth, to taste my lust,
before caressing clit, with that wet finger,
while two fingers of other hand delve deep,

tormenting my throbbing and aching clit,
moaning and shuddering from the pleasure,
arching my sweaty flesh well off the bed,
three fingers pumping, in and out of slit.

as hips start jerking, bed springs start squeaking,
squelch of fingering my sopping pussy,
dreaming it’s you giving me pleasure,
runnels of my juices down thighs leaking.

tummy fluttering to frantic strumming,
as mind and fingers push me over edge,
flesh convulses violently in it’s throes,
pulsating ecstasy of such cumming.

sodden sheets, as hot juices freely vent,
body shuddering as my fingers thrust,
moaning your name, as tears run down my cheeks,
riding each new wave, till utterly spent.


thighs lewdly splayed, as wantonly poses,
fingertips against my inner walls flit,
as hot, wet pussy makes slurping noises,
while tongue works it’s magic upon my clit,

lifting trembling hips for better access,
three fingers plunge, to twist and curl inside,
sleek juices trickle down upon mattress,
tip of your tongue does circle and slide,

one wet finger slips down, between the cheeks,
already slick from where juices trickle,
smearing wetness, round tight rosette it seeks,
finger probing, other hand tweaking nipple,

mouth sucking hard upon aching core,
your technique, has me writhing and screaming,
tears of joy from my eyes so freely pour,
arse contracting round finger that’s reaming,

as I lose control and juices flood face,
my body shuddering and my hips twitching,
your invading finger held firmly in place,
that this moment never ends I’m wishing.