Damn social convention, take me as you wish.
Whatever pleases you, I simply want to be owned.
Gently restrain my wrist behind my back and claim my mouth as yours.
Rake your teeth down my neck. Whisper in my ear all the naughty things you’re going to do to me.
Take me to the bedroom. Undress me slowly.
Don’t devour my curves. I want to feel your lips on every inch of my newly exposed skin.
Kiss it. Lick it. Mark your territory.
Lay me on the bed, your naked body wedged heavily between my thighs.
Your powerful hands press my hips into the mattress.
Lower your mouth to my breasts and suck until I feel your pre-cum slick head throbbing against my lips.
Rub it there. Again and again.
Tease me. Just inside. Tease my clit.
Tell me how wet I am.
Tell me what you’re going to do. I want to feel your words.
Each vowel...each consonant drizzle across my skin and pool where your cock tickles.
Inch inside of me, you tease.
Turn me over.
Pull me up on all fours.
Caress my back.
One hand on my hip, the other on my shoulder.
With one long sensual stroke, fill my pussy (your pussy) completely.
Own me. I’m yours.
As your momentum builds, tell me how good it feels.
Watch your gloss covered cock push between my beautiful brown lips.
Hear my body chant your praises.
Know that I’m struggling to accommodate your girth…yet I'd willingly suffer more if it please you.
You know what I need.
Both hands on my ass.
Smack it until my pussy sings and the fleshy mound of my ass stings.
I want to feel your weight bear down on me.
Grip my hair.
Pull me ceilingward til I'm flush against you.
Kiss my neck.
Make me beg for your inviolable mercy.
Moan my name into the soft curve of my neck.
Graffiti the Byzantine walls of my pussy with your warm cum.
Allow me to milk you dry.
This is how I claim you.
©Tracy Ames, 2011
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