Tease Me

Go ahead, wear something nasty

Tell yourself that you are sexy:

Talk sex because you were built for sex

Never mind your age, body folds,

Or stretch marks around your booty—

Those are love lines, so love more

Seduce me with your kink 

Offer me a peek at your tits

Tease me 

Watch me get hard in my jeans

Come sit on my knees

Nibble on my ears—moan while I caress you dear

Tell me your horniest erotic secrets

How bad you want to ride

No ice cream or chocolate for tonight

Just rough sex and nothing less

Come on then, my sexy dear

My bed is calling

And I’m super-horny!

Breakfast and Sex

I woke up from bed horny, hungry, and desperate for something to do. My mind was racing beyond its tracks. Directionless. I felt cramps stabbing my abdomen. I flung the sheets off me and raced into the restroom to take a piss. That done, I was still horny and hungry.

The hotel had a 24/7 schedule. I called the lobby and arranged for breakfast. They told me my service was on its way.

I laid in bed naked, anticipating breakfast while contemplating my sense of arousal. My hands were at twelve o’ clock: my left one pinched my nipples while my right stayed squeezed between my thighs.

I needed a cigarette. Bad. But I needed a man’s head resting on my crotch in the worse way.

This is supposed to be my spring vacation. The first time I’ve been away from my office in years. I shouldn’t be this alone, except I am. My boyfriend said I’ve got abandonment issues and decided to split. My shrink said that I was holding onto the past too much.

Time to let go and embrace the future. Go out and mingle: make friends; fall in love; have terrific sex, just stop being suicidal.

Where to go? No idea. All I wanted was someplace warm, sunny, and laden with gorgeous hunks to envy.

Ibiza.

I packed a bag, and now here I am on my third day, horny like I’ve never been with no fucking boyfriend. Even forgot my dildo back home.

A knock on the door—room service, a man announced.

I approached the door, held my breath for a moment and then exhaled before opening it.

The young man’s eyes popped when he saw I was naked. I gave him a look that said I cared less to be decent.

“Ma’am . . . I brought your breakfast,” he murmured.

“Oh, good. Thank you.”

I stepped aside for him to push the food trolley into my room. The young man stopped the trolley beside my bed, then turned to me.

“Will that be all, ma’am?”

Anxiety and lust in his eyes. I reached for his hand.

“Are you good with your tongue?”

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Naughty Tonight (New Year’s Night)

Its the season to be naughty

The Christmas tree is all lit

I’m in my sexy lingerie – the one you bought me for my birthday, silly:

Thigh stockings and a Santa’s hat

I’ve got a red wine on ice

Candle lights are all around

All, I want is you tonight –

Your touch, your kiss

I want to inhale your essence

I want your hands grasping my booty rough

Sit back and let me lap dance on your groin

Twist my hair in your grip

Make me feel nasty and dirty

I want to be your bitch

As you always are my king

Let’s ’69 on the floor

Hear me gasp, beg you for more

I want you all hard in my mouth

As I screech and whimper till I dismount

From your face

Take me away from this place

The New Year’s almost here

I want you inside me, my dear

Let me climax at the hour of midnight

And sleep on your chest till the full moon passes by.

Victoria’s Secret

Her name was Victoria and she had a secret

It came in the form of questions

Of which I, at that moment, unceremoniously bore the answer:

To guess if she had on any bra under her shirt

And if right, were her nipples hard or relaxed

She wrapped a blindfold around my eyes

All I had of her presence was her perfume: Coco Chanel

She proffered my hand and laid it on her thigh

Come on, big boy,” she teased. “I’m waiting.”

Sultry lips coated with lipstick

Her hand stole onto my crotch

I was hard: I wanted her so bad.

We were in her home, in her bedroom on Lenox Avenue

The wind from the lake ruffled the curtains

Her husband was out of town

The neighbours might have seen us together

Noisy bastard, except she didn’t care

My hands roamed past her thigh to grasped her rump

She chortled. “Warmer,” she cooed

Under her shirt they slipped

I gasped at the feel of her naked skin

Exquisite

I cupped her tits

Naked; her nipples hard and excited

She laughed and flung off her shirt

She sat on my lap and loosened my blindfold

Now, my secret is yours,” she murmured,

Sealing my lips with a kiss.

Heartbreaks & Dreams

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The sun outside the window

The wind ruffling the hairs on your arm;

A dead leaf flutters forth and beyond

Unconcerned of horn-blaring traffic

Or feet tap-dancing back and forth the macadam.

Heartbreaks and dreams

All there in an instant,

Gone way too soon.

But here in this room

Our breath on each other’s face,

It leaves behind a crease of a smile on your lips

A glimpse of your love to stay always.