Sunday, July 3, 2011

Flash Fuck Fiction - Own It, Ode to Strap On Sex


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
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
fuck you
hips pump
more frantic
lose myself
lose you

two voices
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.

4 comments:

Bones said...

Mmmm.. very nice! Missed you, darling. ;)

nightFire said...

O-M-G !!

Dylynn DeSaint said...

Nightfire: Does that mean you like it? or is that a "OMG, I can't believe you wrote that?" lol

Bones:
Thank you, love :-)

Melianne said...

It appears, my dear, that you have to listen to that muse a bit more often. I completely disagree. This is poetry at its finest. MCL