It's been quite awhile since I've written anything on this blog but fortunately my muse, who I thought had all but abandoned me, whispered sweet nothings into my ear. The title, "Own It," kept floating in my head and conjuring up images of hot and sexy strap on sex so I wrote what came to mind today. I don't think I 'd call it a poem but more of a stream of consciousness. Here it is, I hope you like it.
OWN IT
Dylynn DeSaint
your sex
my silicone cock
strapped securely against my skin
going to have you
up against the wall
in the car during daylight
in public
in public
on the floor
in the hallway
anywhere I please
bitch, you are mine
grab your wrist
drag you toward me
fistful of hair in my hand
tear your panties off
spread your legs wide
hot cunt
wet, ready
no fingers this time
rigid and thick cock
all mine
shove it inside of you
feel it slide in
easy
you beg
harder, faster, rougher
want more
bite your neck, shoulders
groan pleasure into your ear
taunt you
tease you
tease you
fuck you
hips pump
more frantic
lose myself
lose you
two voices
groan, shudder, cry out
groan, shudder, cry out
collapse
still hard
I own it, bitch,
the silicone cock inside of you
© July 3, 2011 Dylynn DeSaint. All rights reserved. Copyright held by author.
