Late night loving
Laying in my lonely bed, playing on my mobile phone, I get a messege from you, your horny and alone
We share a few pleasantries, then you say the magic line, would I make love with you, I said of course that's fine
I tell you we are naked, lying on the bed, I'm kissing you with passion, your hands are wrapped around my head
Tongues dancing erotically, my hand strokes your inner thigh, you part your legs for me, you release a gentle sigh
I'm kissing down your neck, I'm nipping at your skin, you tell me to mark you, to leave my stamp of sin
Sucking on your nipples, I slide my fingers in your cunt, you lift yourself higher as for your G spot I start to hunt
Now my cock is throbbing, you run your thumb across the tip, I suck your juice off my fingers, I offer you a sip
You pulling slowly on my cock, with our hands we start to fuck, in time we both are grinding, you moan, sigh and buck
Then you ask me nicely, " Sir I need to fuck" I love it when you call me that, I can't believe my luck
I climb between your waiting thighs, I stroke your moist clit with the tip, you pull me deep into you, inside your cunt I slip
Your nails run across my skin, claw me harder I can't get enough, I start to call you dirty, sexy things, my words are hard and rough
I tell you that I own you, you ask me "Sir can I cum" I tell you "I'm not ready yet", as I push a finger up your bum
Pounding hard and faster, again you ask Sir can you cum, I tell you, you may release yourself, I know I'm nearly done
Pounding you hard and fast you moan, you scream and buck, I'm breathing harder, we've almost done this fuck
One more push and I explode, your juices soak my rampant dick, both of us are saited, text fucking did the trick
We describe kissing and hugging, again we are alone, but for a while we were together, if only on the phone
You say goodnight, I go to sleep, I awake to a great surprise, pictures of you naked, there before my eyes
Oh to share a moment, Sapiosexual fun with you, sadly its just poetry, but how I wish that rhymes were true
THE KINKY POET