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Jasmine king Jun 1
Feenin for you
I want you
not gently
but the way storms want to ruin silence.
The way hunger don’t ask for permission.
The way my thighs ache at just the thought
of your voice turning into command.

I’ve been patient.
Sweet.
Innocent enough in daylight
but come night,
my mouth forgets manners
and my body remembers you.

I want you rough.
I want your hands wrapped in my hair
like you’re holding on for answers
between my legs.
I want your teeth on my neck,
your name in my mouth,
and my breath caught in the kind of moan
I can’t control.

Let me say it clear:
I don’t wanna make love tonight.
I want you to **** me
like I’m your secret,
your stress relief,
your favorite vice.

Pin me.
Bite me.
Stretch me out until I forget my name
and only remember yours
grunted in my ear
as you hit the kind of spot
that makes my knees question God.

I want you sliding in slow,
just to tease,
then pulling my hips back
like you mad I ever tried to keep you out.
Let the bed shake.
Let my neighbors judge.
Let my body beg
in that language only your fingers understand.

Put your lips between my thighs
and don’t speak.
Just taste.
Make a mess of me.
Make it sloppy.
Make me curse in tongues
I don’t even speak.

Then flip me.
****** into me like the world’s ending
and you want your name etched in my spine
when it does.

I want my nails in your back,
your hands gripping harder with every moan I feed you,
and when you finish
don’t pull out yet.
Stay there.
Deep.
Let me feel you twitch,
drip,
claim me like a prayer whispered into sweat-soaked skin.

And after?
No words.
Just that smug look on your face
like you know exactly what you did—
and I’d let you do it all over again.
Twice.

Maybe three times,
if your stamina’s as good
as that mouth.
SomeOneElse Dec 2018
Sitting at the restaurant
Eating with your friends
Suddenly you realize
You're in for a surprise
Hiding under your table
Hiding from your friends
I'm hoping to have some fun
Trying to make you ***
You try not to make a face
You try not to grin
Hope no one will make a fuss
If someone catches us
As i start to spread your legs
And kissing your thigh
My tongue moves to lick your ****
Can't get enough of it
You begin to lose control
As I'm eating you
Trying not to come undone
As you begin to ***
I am still not done with you
After you have cummed
I continue licking you
Until ****** two
Time to leave the restaurant
And to start act 2
In the limo off we go
You're my girl, I'm your beau
You take off all of your clothes
And kneel before me
Seeing just how hard i am
You stroke me with your hand
You then start ******* my ****
Making me feel great
Pleasing me until I'm done
You swallow all my ***
Both of us in ecstasy
Living out this fantasy
Just another fantasy put to pen and paper to get it out of my head

— The End —