Butch

so long ago
so far away
        yet i will never forget you
                your touch
                your scent
                your blue-grey-green eyes
i can still feel you body against mine
        the wildness in me you tapped
so tentative in the beginning
        so bold after the start
willing pupil
        able teacher
                shall i be naughty for you?...
street lights cast a glow into the bedroom
        my hands grasps the brass headboard
                i'm on all four
                i'm about to learn another part of me
        you're about to take my cherry
so take it
        please
your fist enters me
        there is pain
                a sense of being full
                a chill that touches all of me at once
        don't move
                i want to feel you in me
                want to remember you flexing your fist
                the rush
        its yours
                work it
i want to mangle the headboard
        just ride you
                long and hard
i feel you as you lean against my back
long arms encircling my body as it twists under your ministrations
        remember sweat
                and cum
                        in the air
                moans ... groans ... screams
        i cover your fist
                your arm with cum
        cant seem to stop
                don't want to
i feel this rising
        from deep inside
as you fist goes in and out of me
        as you cum with me
i let go of the headboard
        throw my head back
                shake
                cum hard
        no ... don't pull out
        feel me
                know i'm a big freak
        who watched you fuck me ... who rode
        your size 8 and needed so much more
i cant stop
        you hold me close as the waves just
        wash over me
                i shake
                moan
inspire you
        my candor
you kiss my tears away
        for i know
        i'll never be the same again
                and i'll crave your touch once more
yeah
        i let go
                spank me
                        i'll sulk
                hold me
                        i'll adore you
                fuck me
                        i want you
                        need you
                        belong only to you
remembrances of sweetness
        in a cold world



Composition Written by Spirits ©1996




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