9.08.2011

X-Art: Artistic, Unique...Porn

As a grown woman who writes and researches about human relationships and sexual situations, I know my way around adult websites.  There are some scary (scary) people out there.  I'm not kidding.  Some sites truly freak me out with the level of ewww they are willing to put out in the world. 

I'm not a prude.  I've never been a prude.  Sex doesn't scare me or make me uncomfortable.  It's natural and normal to be sexual beings.  We were created this way.  As long as you're being safe, sex is consensual, and you aren't hurting (by word or deed) anyone else...enjoy.

That's why, when I found this site thru Violet Blue's website, I was naturally curious.  It's called X-Art and there is no doubt it's porn.  However, if you take the time to actually look through some of the photos, etc. I think you're going to notice something very important.  Unique, even.

The girls are naturally beautiful.  Clean and lovely.  The men are hot without looking like 'Chester the Molester".  Then there is the quality of film.  I've never seen anything in the adult industry shot with such attention to natural lighting and environment.  So beautifully done it truly strikes me more as art than porn.  But again...it is porn.  Make no doubt about it.  Some of the most gorgeous porn I've ever seen though and I'm trying to decide if I should get the membership. 

Stop by and take a look.  I think you'll be as surprised as I was.  Happily, sensually surprised.

Lawn Boy

I bitch about the lawn on purpose
I know you'll get tired of listening to me
You'll pull out all the tools you need
And spend a couple of hours outside

Pissed and getting dirty, hot, and sweaty
I pretend I'm writing on the porch
Wearing sunglasses because of glare
I'm really staring at you...lusting

You're wearing a tank in the boiling sun
Naturally beautiful golden skin, fit
Bright Italian eyes with laugh lines
Silver shot through near-black hair

Eventually you'll be done
I already have water for you, right here
A little snack because you did so well
I've gotten rid of the kids

When you come out of the shower
I don't even pretend to be coy
There is only one thing I want
I want it now, in my mouth...right now

That is never enough for you
We fuck then nap then talk
Friends and lovers for years now
Comfortable in our skins

Steady and simple, playful sometimes
Caught up in the day-to-day bullshit
But I live for the moments like this...
When you're my own personal lawn boy

8.31.2011

Warm By The Fire

I’m lying on the floor, lightly dozing
The fireplace is glowing and warm
You take a moment to watch me
Before moving to crouch over my body

You smooth my hair from my face
Placing a soft kiss near my ear
Lowering yourself until our bodies meet
Your knee going firmly between my legs

Nuzzling my neck with a stubbled jaw
Anchoring my head with calloused hands
Lips hard and soft at the same time
Bringing me from sleep desiring you

My hand moves into your hair, gripping
Pulling you closer as I warm further
Running one hand along your side
Around to your back and pulling up your shirt

Raking my nails along your skin
As your hands pull my shirt open to your gaze
Your mouth moving to adore each nipple
Cupping my breasts with your palms

As I pull your shirt over your head
Running my hands hard over your shoulders
Your back, into the waistband of your jeans
Massaging your lower back and top of your ass

My legs separate and wrap around yours
Pulling you tightly into me
Grabbing a fistful of hair at your neck
Our mouths grinding together, tongues entwining

Hands between us, buttons and zippers undone
Pushing jeans and panties away
Baring skin to one another’s mouths and hands
Skin hot from passion and the slow fire

Reaching down to guide your cock into me
Needing it now…right now…can’t wait
Tightening myself around you as you enter
Relaxing back for a moment to enjoy the sensation

Slowly building the rhythm…bit by bit
Pumping into my pussy and slowly out again
A bit faster now…our urgency is growing
Breathing harder, digging my nails into your ass

Watching you above me in the firelight
The need as it spreads across your face
Tension clenching the muscles in our bodies
Working towards what we want, what we have to have

Arms and shoulders harden more, holding your weight
As you wait for me, watching me, harder now
Sensation builds in my chest and works its way down
My back arches as the climax slams into me

Your stroking builds momentum and strength
Harder and faster thrusts – almost painful, so good
One final gasp before you spasm inside me
Heat and wetness consuming us both

Pulling you down to my damp skin
Making you rest your body on mine
Kissing you as I sigh softly in pleasure
Breathing heavily against one another


Again…please


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8.30.2011

Being Gentle

I want you to know
The respect, the love
That I feel for you
The true and deep admiration

I need you to know
The fear, the confusion
That I go through daily
The bone-chilling numbness

I want you to know
My heart, my thoughts
That inside this shell
The purity of my intentions

I need you to know
The doubt, the pain
That lurks within
Darkening my inner sunlight

Your gentleness
My roughness
Your love for me
My uncertainty
Your peace
My complete distraction

Your gentleness helps me not at all

8.15.2011

Peaceful

Destiny is a funny thing
There are no manuals
No way to figure out where you fit

Sometimes I look at things
Wondering if I have a place
Thinking that there is nowhere for me

There are people in the world
Who choose religion as a guide
But religion is just another business

Still others who choose money
The primary focus is to get more
Money keeps its own counsel and corrupts

The love of a child - a spouse
So strong, so true, so real
Why can that not be enough?

I dance into flame
Daring the fire to burn me
Wondering why it avoids me again

Flirting with chaos
Damning the consequences
My pleadings for mercy go unheard

8.13.2011

Just Fine...

You analyse my every word...every deed
Assumptions are constantly made
Feelings and attitude run hot and cold
I'm never sure where I stand with you
I am tired of justifying every action
Explaining each decision carefully
Guarding my thoughts and words
To avoid offending you at all costs
I like to talk, reasoning out a problem
Clear the air...move on to other things
Like licking, sucking, tasting, fucking
But what I offer is not enough, never enough
I wish I were different emotionally
That I could attach to other people
As easily as they seem to attach to me
A lover loving without limits or regrets
Alas, it is not meant to be for me
I must make my own happiness
I have no need to play hard-to-get
No desire for games or manipulations
I am just fine

8.11.2011

Feel It

Bodies moving to the rhythm
Dancing to our own beat
So many sensations to feel
Gotta pass along the heat

Releasing my energy
Screaming to escape
Need passionate embraces
Not emotional rape

Give me what you can
Step right back out again
Show me everything
Even a little pain

Come with me to greater heights
Than you ever dared to know
Sink with me to darker depths
You never thought you'd go

When its done and you're spent
Remember how it felt
To lie between my thighs
And feel your body melt

Any time you feel the need
You know right where I am
I'll push you a little further out
We both know I can

8.08.2011

Thoughts

I am imagining you sleeping right now...hard as a rock, but not getting satisfaction...I wish I were lying next to you when you wake up in a few hours...watching you while you slept...until I knew you were rested enough...then climbing on top of you, positioning your cock against my pussy and lowering myself onto you...seeing your eyes open as I begin gliding up and down your lovely dick...feeling your hands grip into my thighs as awareness and pleasure wash over you...leaning over you while you watch me...kissing your face, your shoulders, your neck while I fuck you...knowing when you're about to come and speeding up to build the tension...feeling you explode inside me as I clutch your cock, milking it with unseen muscles, and join you...lying on you as you stroke my back and neck, a light sheen of sweat covering me...having your fingers slide into my hair and anchoring me for an assault on my lips.

The most PERFECT good morning. The day could not start in a better way.

8.05.2011

SELFISH

When I give, and it seems never to be enough
When I take, but get the feeling I am taking too much
When I try, but it is just never makes a difference
When I speak, but the words are never heard

I want to be selfish

When your needs come first, and mine never at all
When your pain is loud, and mine is silence
When your desire is satisfied, mine left wanting
When your love is a habit, mine an obligation

I want to be selfish

When I tell you how I feel, and you nod patiently
When I tell you what I want, and you say I might get it
When I explain my sensuality, and you hear only SEX
When I speak of my future, and we end up talking about you

I want to be selfish

I find that I am unable to put myself first anymore
I take the crumbs I am given, pretending to be pleased
I allow my desires to be washed away in order to bring you pleasure
My future indefinitely put on hold…until this moment

I am now going to be selfish


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8.02.2011

Waiting...

Lately, I seem to watch you constantly
How you move within your skin
Focusing on the play of muscle in your arms
The tan that entices me to lick you

Strong legs that I want between my own
Heavy calloused hands I need caressing me
A sculpted back I long to run my fingers down
As I grip your ass to pull you deeper

The strength within you, I know so well
You're able and willing to take what you want
Ready to give back to me just as strongly
This is familiar and dangerous to me

The taste of you has become a drug
Feeling you against me, my ultimate desire
Creating excuses to touch you, hold you
Anything to gain physical access to you

I’d trade almost anything I possess
To have you rocking above me right now
Gliding into my body while I watch you
Your skin hot where it touches me

To be kissing you hard and deep
Matching our tongues to the rhythm between us
Feeling the orgasm build inside me
Sensing when you are getting close

My legs wrapped tight around your waist
Opening myself more, wanting you deeper
Your thrusts getting harder, stronger
I arch from the bed and clench around you

A final thrust and silky wet heat inside me
Your muscles so taut before they relax
Your forehead against mine, breathing hard
Our kiss slow and sensual and satisfied

I can wait for this…I think


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8.01.2011

Tossing and Turning

There isn't much joy
Waiting for the hours to pass
Hoping for better days
Needing a break once in a while

I'm unable to settle
To lose the inner turmoil I'm cursed with
Wishing  there was a happy medium
A moment of peace and quiet

Not wanting the constant fury
Keeping me company
Even in the darkest hours
As I toss and turn, unable to find rest

Sad thoughts, angry solutions
Shouting that can't be recalled
Words that can't be unsaid
Leading to solutions without happiness

Just a little rest...goodnight

7.29.2011

Sweet Reminiscence

The mirrors sparkle around the cavernous room
The glass is cold where my back is pressed against it, but I'm so warm
I watch your reflection on the opposite wall with hooded eyes
Your ass and legs flexing with each strong pump into me

One arm is pinned above me, legs circling your back
Your head resting between my breasts, one hand clutching my thigh
Sweat slicks our bodies, your back glistens in the candlelight
Your breath is hot against me, making me moan

You slow your thrusts and I feel every - single - inch of you
Gliding smoothly in and out because of how wet you've made me
I clench my pelvic muscles, trying to keep you inside
You tease me with shorter movements, but I beg

There is a tightening throughout my body, and building heat
I squeeze you tighter to me, wanting all of you
You grant my wish, pulling me closer, burrowing your face in my neck
Grinding your thighs against my ass with each stroke

A groan escapes you and I demand your mouth on mine
Your mouth is bruising as your teeth scrape against my lips
I'm coming as you move to latch onto a hardened nipple and suck
You drag out my orgasm with another minute of thrusts before joining me

I stay wrapped around your body, feeling our mingled fluids drip to the floor
You're exhausted but not letting me go, breathing deep as your heart slows
You wrap both arms around my waist and back to carry me to the bed
Still joined, I feel you begin to harden as a wicked light fills your eyes...ready?

7.27.2011

Welcome To The Neighborhood

If you’re a man who buys what you want
I don’t give it away for free
You know I have what you’re looking for
It’ll be just between you and me

There is plenty I can do to you
I am sure to make you scream
I just don't stop 'til the job is done
I’m the cat who eats the cream

Think about it…long and hard
Before your decision is made
Once you go, the offer is gone
You’ll wish you would’ve stayed

A woman like me is hard to find
Who loves what men like best
I have a gift for blowing you
Just put me to the test

I suck…I lick…I nibble
The rhythm is just right
And if you let me feast on you
I’m liable to go all night

Come to the hottest spot in town
You’ll keep coming back for more
I may not be a Stepford wife
But I’m a pretty talented whore

7.20.2011

Amazing How You Did That

Saw the paper this morning
There you were on page three
And right beside the story
Was a picture of you and me

Are you proud of what you've done?
Think I'll choke on sadness?
You couldn't have been more wrong
I'm a pro at sex and madness

Take your multitude of problems
With you to the grave
I have plenty of my own
Got my sanity to save

Though I must admit at last
You gave me quite the fuckin' ride
Your life I touched and then derailed
Vulnerabilities never hide

Believe it or not, I tried to call
Got your machine time after time
And now you're gone for good
Guess I really blew your mind

I knew from the first you were fragile
The damage I could do
But you got the last word after all
The bloodiest "FUCK YOU"

7.15.2011

grasping for normalcy

a cigarette cough
and I struggle
to find the thread
I dropped
so very long ago
balanced
on the razor's edge
trying not to fall
looking over my shoulder
fully aware
of what waits for me
lurking, pulsing
in the shadows
needing a handhold
drinking myself numb
wishing it worked
feeling my breath drift away
and back again
grasping for normalcy
with slippery hands

7.13.2011

It Pisses Me Off!

*Politicians who abuse their power...and us allowing it
*Politicians that want to make a difference...and us not allowing it
*Cops that pretend to believe in equality
*Cops who are stereotyped because of asshole cops
*Teachers who are just earning a paycheck
*Teachers who are barely earning a paycheck, but show up anyway
*Racists who think we should all be like them
*Being lumped in with stupid rednecks because I'm white and country
*Women who don't think they're worth shit
*Men who think they are the shit - and won't believe otherwise
*Infertility clinics - do you people KNOW how many kids need a home?
*Shitty adoptive/foster homes - you give us all a bad name
*Wealthy people who do nothing constructive with their money
*Poor people who do nothing to change where they are in life
*Right wing religious groups who want control of MY life...
*Bizarre religious groups who prey on the simple and impressionable
*So many wanting to change the world, but not sure where to start
*So many in a position to make change, but it doesn't advance their agenda


Speak up!
Stop taking what is given
Take what you deserve!
And for those of you out there...
You know who the hell you are...
Who don't want change
Who don't want equality
Who don't want "right" to rule?
Come out of the dark ages or FUCK OFF!

6.30.2011

Nasty

Nasty is as nasty does
I believe this to be true
I've always been a bad girl
What am I supposed to do?

How can I resist the urge?
When I have such useful talents
I try to control my naughtiness
Working hard to keep it balanced

I focus on satisfaction
I'll bring you fucking joy
Your body does delight me
I don't even need a toy

The smell, the taste, the feel
Your skin, your sweat, your come
I'm lonely and I need you
Won't you let me sample some?

6.26.2011

Can You Take It?

I want you sweating
Pumping between my thighs
Your only desire to fuck me
Until I can't take any more

I will happily build you up
Let you see how good it can be
How pleasurable for two people
Who really want to FUCK hard and often

I will make it my mission to please you
To tease you, show you how much
I want that lovely cock in every part of my body
As long as you can take it

6.23.2011

Kind of Funny

The pavement is cold beneath my feet
Exhausted and afraid
Been too long since I got to eat
But not since I got laid

The leaving was still worth it
Even considering the hell I'm in
I continue to feel his perverted kiss
Though I supposedly live in sin

Mother, the bitch, knew all along
Her own sacrificial lamb
His appetites were never "wrong"
She knows thats why I ran

Father, dear, you're the lucky one
The winner beyond a doubt
What if I had been a son...
Would your dick be in my mouth?

All of you can go to hell
I actually find it kind o' funny
Cause no matter how bad it gets out here
I'd rather get fucked for money

6.18.2011

The Dream

I had the dream last night...
The one that wakes me up in a hot sweat
A yearning that I cannot satisfy
One that I pretend does not exist

The feeling of your hands against me
Pulling me into your embrace
Holding me against the wall
Lifting me and sliding me down onto you

Veins are pronounced in your forearms
As you guide my pleasure
My head falling back, tense
Feeling a pressure build inside me

You hold me roughly
But I am not a porcelain doll
I like the feeling of uncertainty
In how this time with you will be

There is no violence between us
Only a mutual respect of power and strength
A kinship of sexuality
Fellowship in high passion

Wanting it and needing it...
Knowing it isn't meant for us
Another time, another place
Without so many complications

But my dream is my domain
No one can censor me there
My freedom for sexual expression
Mine alone...all alone

6.16.2011

Getting Down

When I get down, nothing gets in my way
There is no need for games, and nothing to say

I want what I want - not an if, and, or but
I won’t be satisfied ‘til you’ve busted a nut

My pussy means “pleasure” and I’m not full of shit
Lost for words? No problem - put your mouth on my tit

Come makes me happy – the more the better
Yours? Mine? It all makes me wetter

Stop fucking around, you know what I need
I’m done with explaining, its time for the deed

And when you discover all I’ve said is right
Come back anytime…I’m open all night

What-the-Fuck-ever

There are times I sit and wonder
What the fuck goes through your mind
I'm pissed off, stressed out, tired
Not wanting to deal with shit right now
Needing a break...just one goddamn break
After a day that won't let up
But the bullshit just keeps. on. coming.
I 'm not the mother of all who live here
I'm not the keeper of the fucking solutions
I'm not interested in another discussion
Because it doesn't get me anywhere
I need to know I'm not alone
That there is someone...ANYONE...there
But my needs and wants go unheard
My feelings are left to drift
In a sea of fury that grows ever higher
A sinner in a saint's body
Tired of being a martyr to every cause
Fed up with taking a back seat
In a car without a driver
What-the-fuck-ever

6.12.2011

Once

She used to laugh with me
Loved me like no one else
Held me and felt pride
Allowed me to show her worth


She is no longer able to look at me
Finds no joy in my presence
Her rare laugh is hollow
Never reaching her eyes


The young girl she loved a woman now
Complete and separate
Living her life
Love becoming barren in her heart


I remind her of lost opportunities
Places she will never reach
Regrets are all she speaks of
She refuses to open herself to life


The reminders cause physical pain
What she might have been
Places she should have explored
Real men who may have loved her


There is no self respect remaining
All is bitterness and anger
Love locked away and forgotten
Peace of mind abandoning long nights


Pick up the pieces and begin again
Find the moment things went so wrong
Look in the mirror and see yourself
Find your center and walk towards light


It is never too late, Mother

6.07.2011

Something So Innocent

A friendly chat
The occasional letter
Big hugs upon greeting

Something so innocent
While beneath the surface
A decision being made

Right or wrong
A path considered
Changes to the norm

What are the chances
The consequences
Of acts committed knowingly

Does tomorrow matter
Can today be all
Less stress for just a moment

A bit of fun
A moment in another life
A necessary friend

But no excuses
The play - the words
Are not so innocent

6.04.2011

Stroke It

Stroke it for my pleasure
Slick and shining and perfect
The crest red and throbbing
Up to the top and down to the base

I love to watch you do it
The sheer maleness of the act
Your eyes glazing over
Nearing the point of losing control

You know what makes you happy
I can learn to do it exactly as you like
How hard…how fast…what rhythm
It gets me hot to watch

Your knuckles are white, applying pressure
Muscles clenched in expectation
Cock stiff, getting bigger…almost there
Almost there and pumping faster

Your body tightens as the moment arrives
Hand moving to the root of your dick
Coming and milking for every drop
Oh, yeah, baby…the next one is all mine

No Games

Sweet woman on the outside
Hard candy underneath
Do you know I think of you
Writhing between my sheets?

There isn't much I haven't tried
But you'd never think it true
Men, women, several at once
Would you like it to be you?

I do not take prisoners
And I never have regrets
There are things I could teach you
You've never thought of yet

Come into my parlor...
Or the kitchen...or the bed
It really makes no difference
When I get inside your head

I am getting hungry
I need a little snack
Stop running from me, baby
And come hit it from the back

6.03.2011

She's So Perfect

As she walks towards me
I smile at her smugness
She knows who she is
What affect she has

Thrilling intellect
Sense of humor
Deep compassion
Wrapped in a smokin' body

She rarely frowns
Never gets furious (anymore)
Takes care of herself
Doesn't take shit

Likes kids and animals
Thinks sports are slammin'
Listens to hard rock
Rides a motorcycle

When I get to the mirror
I apply lipstick
Straighten my Cowboys jersey
And keep on walking

6.01.2011

More

First nervousness is giving away to excitement
Strips of silk cloth binding me to the poster bed
Standing as wide as my legs will go, arms above me
Clutching at the ties for strength...it isn't helping

Kneeling at my feet running your hands along my legs
Gently up and back...again and again
Rising slightly to take possession of my nipples
Sucking and lightly biting, my head dropping back

Trailing kisses between my breasts, down my stomach
Licking a line of pure pleasure to the source of my power
Nuzzling the fine curls with your cheeks, your chin
Lost in the moment like a cat with its' favorite toy

You move to clutch my ass and draw me to you
I feel the hair on your arms against the backs of my thighs
My body is open to you, offered to you for the taking
Strong hands kneading and relaxing me from behind

When your lips kiss mine, I moan, knowing there is more
As your tongue works me, I moan, knowing there is more
As you caress my ass, I moan, knowing there is more
Even as I come, grinding against you...I know there is always more

How Long Has It Been?

I see you at the gate…
My heart begins to beat faster
Knowing that moments from now
You will be with me at last

So long since I held you
Touched you…kissed you
Watched you sleep
Felt you deep inside me

So far away from one another
Endless need to be close
Talking and writing never enough
Wanting to feel your whispers

Knowing my feelings are returned
The truth of your desire for me
Causes physical pain
An emptiness as I lie awake

The patience…the maturity of it all
Waiting as we should
While I am on fire inside
Wanting nothing more than my way

You are walking towards me
A smile bright upon your face
Bags dropping to the floor
As you pull me to you fiercely

Hands sliding into my hair
Lips hungrily tasting mine
Words mumbled between kisses
Hearts slamming in our chests

What we should do no longer matters
Responsibilities temporarily forgotten
Our need to be with each other
Overpowering…it has been too long

5.31.2011

Returning to Flight

Younger days are missed
Filled with energy and freedom
Exuberant about each day
Just happy to wake up

Suddenly wondering why
The house is always a wreck
There is always a bill to pay
Never a moment free for fun

Wishing there was "more"
Wanting to expand blurry horizons
Needing to fulfill my own expectations
Waiting for my queue...to fly

5.22.2011

My Permission Is Revoked

Fuck being made to "settle"
I refuse to be satisfied with anything less, in any area of my life,
Than I deserve...dues have been paid

Fuck "calming down"
Why should I pretend that I am not angry?
I have worked hard for this fury and it will be given voice

Fuck the fact that I have a "pretty face"
To you a mediocre woman on the surface
While passion burns beneath my skin...constantly in heat

Fuck being "good enough"
I know my value as a woman, a member of the human race
I keep striving for better...and progress is being made

Fuck becoming a "non-person"
With no identity other than someone's mother or wife
Power is roaring back into my individuality

But most of all...fuck ME
For allowing this shit to happen in my life without fighting
No more sucker punches...I am hitting back!

5.21.2011

SHE

she taught me many things
when I was young
how to read and write my name
she instilled in me my annoying neatness
without which
many people would not recognize me

so many things she showed me
to remember
that quality was best
that art was deep and moving
books profound
the proper way to carry myself

the lessons she taught me
I know
will never be forgotten
I was a project
a toy
a pretty doll, a pet

I performed on cue
whenever
it was asked of me
through the hell of the first time
to my
ultimate rebellion at the last

she acted for many years as if
somehow
it were my fault
I believed her sometimes
but now
I know that was another lie

my crime was not a crime at all
being
a vibrant, happy child
not knowing how to stop the intrusions
and realizing
she did not want me to

how I laid my trust
in her
to make them go away
never understanding
there would
always be another to take his place

I love her still this monster
who took
everything I knew
so she wouldn't be
without a man
to pay for her life

she bid me earn her living
by the only
means I had
never stopping to consider
the destruction
her selfishness would cause

today we talk around
what happened
when I was a child
we both
pretend things are fine
nothing wrong at all

sometimes I think its better
to simply
leave the past alone
attempting to remember the good times
between the
horrors of the bad

but I know the truth
the past
still encroaches on my life
it affects my thoughts and feelings
how I react
to the people I love

I want to let it go
the darkness
and fear of my childhood
I would feel
so much more sane
if she'd only admit the truth

tell me she's sorry
so sorry
for how she made me live
so she
could keep her wealthy lifestyle
paid for with my innocence

I want to close the door
reopen another
let the past stay where it belongs
and find
a way to cleanse the filth
and at last forgive if not forget

5.19.2011

Fuck Me Like the Whore That I Am

I cannot get the image of you
The taste of you, out of my mind
The thought of your strong mouth
Latched to my nipple, sucking greedily

Five o'clock shadow scratching me
Sending shivers into my abdomen
Hard hands kneading into my flesh
Firmly coaxing sighs from me

The roughness of you...the strength
Taking what you want
Guiding my rhythm as I suck you
Knowing I will swallow every drop

Wanting you between my thighs
Fucking me hard and fast
Slamming your cock into me
Knowing that I like it just that way

I will take the pleasure, take the pain
Take your dick wherever you want it
Enjoy every moment with you
Like the whore that I am

5.11.2011

Come To Me

I want to hold you...kiss you...lick you
You should be with me now
Naked on my bed, tangled in my sheets
Absorbed in intense pleasure

When you cum I want to taste it
If you tremble, I want to feel it
I will stroke you until you recover
So that we can go again

Too many fantasies about you
Not enough hours in the day
I plan on fulfilling every desire
Granting every wish...every whim

Showing you what appreciation is
What devotion in bed can mean
What dedication to the craft is like
The things I will do to you...come to me

5.08.2011

Getting Ready for Work

Fresh from the shower, you come up behind me with a smile
I am getting ready for work, brushing my slightly damp hair
You run your palms up my sides, over my bra
Sighing in anticipation of getting me sweaty again

As you begin to massage my shoulders and neck
I let the brush slide to the dresser…our eyes locking in the mirror
Running your hands along my arms
Bringing them to rest on the front clasp that you love so much

As my breasts are freed from the cloth, they are captured by you
Pulling a taut nipple between thumb and forefinger
Hand still moving up and down my back, still watching me watch you
When you slip your fingers into my panties, my head drops to your shoulder

I am grinding back into you – feeling the hardness of your cock
A sense of loss when you release my nipple, but it is only to slip off my panties
You are kissing across my shoulder and up my neck
It is obvious how wet that makes me and you begin to lightly bite

You gather the pooling moisture from me and use it to slick yourself
A moment of tightness before access is granted to my ass
You moan with the snug fit…I moan when you begin to move inside me
There is a need in me to be closer and I rock back

You push me forward until I am resting on the dresser, still watching
The fingers caressing me move faster, my signal that you are getting close
Your pumping becomes more urgent and your face is strained with pleasure
I can feel your balls hit against me with each thrust, heightening my need

When I start to cum, you use one hand to clutch me to you more firmly
As my muscles clench in orgasm, you cannot hold it any longer
Filling me with warmth even as I cum for you, and only you
There is no need for words when you rest on my back

As your dick slowly softens inside me, you plant kisses along my spine
Wanting me to know how satisfied you are when you separate from me
You turn me around, tongue kissing me until I am breathless
Before you return to the shower, you lick your wet fingers and wink

It is going to be a beautiful day

5.07.2011

The Door

Is there a reason you want me here?
Am I anything more than a maid? A cook?
Do I hold value because of who I am?
Will there ever be a change between us?

I feel I am being used...
The woman inside is getting angry
I am convenient...a habit in the day-to-day
Taken for granted at every turn

Is it possible to think for yourself?
Must I guide each decision...each plan?
Are you an adult yet?
Is there a chance that you ever will be?

I want to be hopeful...think positive
But I am finding it hard to concentrate
The load I carry is constant and unbending
I feel suffocated by the weight

Can't you see what is happening?
Do you care to stop the cycle?
Will you do what must be done?
Do you mind if I walk out the door?

4.27.2011

Who the Fuck are You?

So I am out of the norm
I play by my own rules
Never giving a shit what you think

Does that seem strange to you?
Do you feel you are superior?
Do you think that will make me care?

Who the fuck are you?

When I want something
I take it, or find a viable substitute
There is no need to pretend

Do I seem like a whore to you?
Are you saintly in comparison?
Should I feel ashamed?

Who the fuck are you?

I am who I am
A woman who knows what she wants
With every tool to get it

Do you really want to be me?
Are you tired of being hypocritical?
Are you hiding your true self?

Just who the fuck are you anyway?

4.23.2011

Drive

The rumble of the engine in park
The smell of leather and cum
Music playing on the radio
My hand in my panties, so damp - so hot

Waiting for direction from you
Sitting beside me, watching me
The intensity of your gaze is searing
A smug smile on your face at my need

I am moaning...my wetness extreme
Wanting you deep inside me, filling me completely
Needing the closeness and the heat
Of the cock that is mine alone to enjoy

I grind against my hand, rolling my hips
Clenching inner muscles tight as you've asked
Circling damp lips and clit, sliding fingers inside
My own touch never enough anymore

I climb the console and straddle you, pulling you deep
Savoring the feel and throb of you inside me
My hands on your shoulders, my head thrown back
My knees clamped firmly against your ass

My pumping on your beautiful cock getting faster
You are breathing deeply now, head resting on the seat
Your fingers dig into my hips, entering me harder
Only when we cum together can we drive

4.22.2011

Regrets

Not learning French (or Italian)
Not making time for my friends
Being unable to bake a cake from scratch
Pretending to be okay when I’m not
Never hiking the Appalachian Trail
Each time I haven't said what I really should have
Cutting off my hair for convenience
Taking up smoking
Getting married too young
Always being the responsible one
Gaining weight without noticing
Not learning to play an instrument
Settling for less than I wanted and deserved
Keeping the peace, giving up, or giving in
Forgetting that I was a woman before all else

4.13.2011

Wet Panties

The wetness of me
The scent of me

You want them
You'll get them

Guided fantasy
Making me cum

Your voice
Your desires

No inhibitions
No end to pleasure

For you alone
Wet panties

4.05.2011

Do What You Do

Watching you above me
Makes me want to smile
You're not in any hurry
We'll be here for a while

You look so serious right now
This isn't a game to you
I try to act the same for your sake
There's nothing I can do

I realize how much you love me
I can see it in your eyes
And I like you a lot
Especially between my thighs

But love? Not a chance
Its not part of my plan
I have needs and wants
Right now that means a man

Tomorrow I might be different
I can't say for sure
Can't we live in the moment?
Why does it have to be more?

I'll worry about it later
Since I know for you I should
Right now, keep doing what you're doing
Cause damn that feels so good