Wake up call

 

Of the morn I am to wake up

For your txt message as my wake up

Am so filled from the night before

Tops of n*****s sore still from

Scrapping of teeth for stimulation

Caused such explodes of ecstasy

 

I am to remember none good as last night

Why is it I live from moment to moment

From orgasm to orgasm is to live for

No sex is good as the one at the moment

As it is ecstasy nothing more is as good

 

None of it I feel more from the first penetration

To the time of ejaculation can feel so good

When I feel the explodes this moment is all I have

For each night I become a virgin renewed

To not remember any nights before this night

 

Nothing do I remember for sure

As I am prepared for the new

Being stripped as the preparation

For the next meal being plunked

For I am to be the next meal

 

You to feast on the bounty

Bounty of which is my body

A body of hills and valleys

Which is spread for my demise

For at the end of the feast I am to be gone

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[A.r. Bazian]

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nice words... sex isn't about pleasure though ( i personally think )
i think its sacred!
though you're description and conception are amazing! your thoughts i admire! even this one!
if i look at it in a different view... it so true even in my view!

very well written!
keep it up!

[Bhabie]

:)

[STEVEN]

such lovely words...having you would be heaven on earth for me...my message to you which was your wake up call...i need you...i love you...i should also include i want you...you are definitely a body of hills and valleys...so perfect to see...and i know so perfect to touch...i dream of that special day when i can feast on the bounty of your body...even though i know you will be gone shortly after the feast...can you tell that i love you just as you are?...someday...someday