Head Games

i curl up naked

like excited, frightened prey.

squeaking "what are you going to do me?"

Your eyes, fierce and amber

You lean in close to my ear

whispering "anything I want"

my eyes widen, my pulse explodes,

every nerve ending zings.


Without a word

You crouch next to my head.

Your hard cock inches from my lips.

for a moment i toy with the idea of doing nothing.

Forcing you to make me open my mouth.


OOhhhhh......

but,

the temptation is to great, and i lose,

AGAIN.


You grab the back of my hair

tight

right against the base of my skull.

And i swear,

though i will never tell you,

that this is my favorite part.

The part where you slam your cock down my throat

over and over and over and Over again.

Until you loudly groan

and shove every last inch of yourself into me

silently holding me there while you spasm above me.


It's at that tiny moment,

that i know

i'm really the one in control

and i want to do it again.

mmmm...that's my favorite part too

Very nice poem. But you are not supposed to let us Doms know that we are not in charge.

grin - I'm with Rhabbi on that - lovely poem bbg - very erotic

Sounds like you have figured it all out.