Trimming the hedges

Russell got up bright and early to get ready for work. I could hear him stumble around in our dark room attempting to gather his things without waking me. His futile attempts to be quiet made him even louder. I watched silently in the dark as he moved about. He stumped his toe on the corner of the dresser.

“Fuck!” he yelled.

I let out a muffled giggle.

“You know you could always draw the shades a little to let the sun in.” I said.

He did not even bother to acknowledge my comment.

Lately Russell has been so distant. He works odd hours. He is always stressed. We barely converse. We don’t even go out any more. And sex with him no longer exists. We have not made love to each other in more than three months. I want things to return to how they once were, but it seems impossible these days.

He picked out a tie to match his dark grey suit and headed off for the shower. I could hear him turn on the water. I imagined the water hitting his tall, dark, muscular body. I pictured intricate beads of water aligning his biceps and caressing his manhood. The thought of it all turned me on.

I climbed out of bed and tip toed to the bathroom. I slowly opened the bathroom door. I quietly slipped out of my nightie and pulled the shower curtains back. I climbed in to join Russell. He glared over his shoulder at me annoyed.

“Mind if I join?” I asked.

“You are already here Alecia.” He said.

I was not going to let his unpleasant disposition stop me from what I wanted. I know how to make him happy.

I came up behind Russell and wrapped my arms around his waist.

“I love you.” I whispered in his ear.

No reply.

I will admit, that did sting. But I know Russell is not a morning person. I grabbed a loofah and poured his scented body wash on it. I lathered it up and began making small circles on his muscular back. Russell is so sexy. I love touching his body. When I realized he was no longer tensing to my presence, I reached my free hand around and gently caressed his sleeping member.

“I need to get ready for work!” he snapped pushing my hand away.

“Baby, can I kiss it before you go?” I asked begged.

I received my answer when he abruptly left the shower. I was not about to beg him for his dick! I can take a hint. Fuck him and the horse he rode in on!

I reached for the knobs and turned the shower on full blast. The water rushed over my body, dampening my hair and caressing my skin. The beads of water felt like a million little hands giving me a gentle massage. I lathered my body with my peach fragrant body wash. I washed my skin vigorously in an attempt to wash my disappointment away. Another dickless day I suppose. I will have to take matters into my own hands, which has become quite frequent these days.

I removed the shower head from its hook. I propped a leg up on the edge of the tub. I pointed the shower head between my thighs and allowed the blast of water to soak my already wet pussy. I played with my nipples as the water massaged my lips, causing my clit to stand at attention. Within moments I had a small water induced orgasm. I was not satisfied but this had to do for now.

I dried myself off and looked at in the mirror. Did I not turn Russell on anymore? Was I not sexy any more? I analyzed my body. I could stand to lose about twenty pounds. Pounds I had gained in our five years together. But he has gained at least twice that and I still found him attractive and wanted to fuck him at every chance. I wrapped a towel around my body and headed into our bedroom in hopes of getting a quick quickie from Russell.

“Last chance!” I said dropping the towel to the floor.

I grabbed my towel off of the floor and wrapped it around me again. I looked around the room and walked out to the den. Russell had already left for work. I plopped down in the loveseat, defeated. I closed my eyes and tried to relax. This edge was really killing me. My peace was disturbed by the sound of an electric hedge trimmer. I jumped, startled. I could see a landscaper through the sliding glass doors of my apartment.

He was a very attractive man. I could make out his chiseled features even though the goggles he wore covered most of his face. He had to be tall to be so visible over the hedges. His skin tone was a rich, honey complexion. His head bopped as he attempted to make the greenery he was attacking even. The music he was listening to had to be good. I grinned as I watched him do his job. .

He head bopping became a mixture of sporadic air punches. He bit his lower lip and furrowed his brow to the music. This was hilarious. I let out a laugh as I played voyeur for a moment.

Naughty thoughts filled my mind. Hmm, what if I fucked this stranger? Wouldn’t that be the ultimate fantasy? The lonely housewife, or in my case girlfriend, seeks out the handsome gardener to quench her lust. I opened my towel and let it fall to my sides. I was sitting on the loveseat, exposed. I spread my legs as I watched the handsome stranger. I pictured him standing over me, wanting to taste me. I let my index finger dig deep into my moist pussy. I was determined to get a bigger orgasm than I had earlier. I imagined my finger was the tongue of the handsome stranger sampling my sweetness. I began to moan. I could imagine how great his full lips would feel on my precious lips. I dug deeper. I closed my eyes and let myself be taken away by this fantasy. I was near climaxing when I heard the tap on the sliding glass door.

It was the gardener!

I grabbed my towel, completely embarrassed and was about to make a dash for my bedroom. He tapped on the glass again and smiled. I stopped for a moment and looked at him. He waved for me to come open the door. Without a thought, I obliged. I slid the glass door open to the handsome stranger.

“I saw you over there having so much fun by yourself and I wondered if I could join you?”

I could smell the scent of his sweat. Not the sweat from making love, but the sweat of working in the sun. His shirt was soaked and covered in grass stains. A dirty man would normally be out of the question for me but this brother was not dirty from play. He was dirty from work. I nodded my head and motioned for him to come in.

He removed his goggles and wiped his forehead with his arm. He gave me a gorgeous, pearly white smile.

“My name is ---“

I quickly put my finger over his lips quieting him.

“Names are not needed” I said.

I was turned on by how naughty I was being at this moment. I looked him straight in his eyes, grabbed his hand and walked to the couch. I removed my towel and sat on the couch. I spread my legs, resting one heel on the coffee table.

“I thought you were going to help?” I said smirking at him.

The handsome stranger eagerly made his way between my thighs. He parted my pussy lips with his fingers and let his tongue slowly glide over my clitoris. I moaned.

“You smell like sweet peaches,” he said “and you taste even better.”

He cupped my butt cheeks and pulled me closer to him. He extended his tongue and licked methodically over my engorged lips. Chills danced on my skin. It had been so long since I was devoured like this. Russell was not into tasting my sweetness.

The handsome stranger made circles over my clitoris, as his lips engulfed my lips. He sucked gently on my peach, savoring each drop. I grabbed the back of his head as he took me to ecstasy. His tongue blessed my body with long, hungry licks. His hands massaged at my ass and he brought me even closer to him. His tongue licked me from my ass to the tip of my protruding clitoris. I could not control my moaning. The orgasm I had been trying to achieve all day revealed itself at full speed. It slid down my back, built in my stomach and escaped onto his tongue.

“I am cumming!” I yelled.

My legs shook violently.

The handsome stranger smiled at me, proud of his mastery. His face was glazed with my peach juices. He stood up as though his work was done.

I grabbed him by his belt. I saw the enormous bulge begging to be released from his khakis.

“May I?” I said.

He began to fumble at his belt buckle. I could tell he was excited. I smiled and assisted him, wanting to see the prize hidden inside. I unzipped his zipper and slid his pants down to his knees. I reached my hand in his boxers and pulled out one of the prettiest dicks I had ever seen. Pure chocolate at its finest rested in a neatly trimmed, black bush. His dick was so chocolate that it did not look as though it belonged on his honey colored body. I guess his chocolate dick mixed with his honey colored skin made him doubly as sweet.

His penis stood at attention. The head of his dick was a beautiful bulb shape. My mouth watered just looking at it. A few drops of his sweet honey waited on the head, begging to be devoured by me. I could not wait to taste it. It had been so long since I had the privilege of sucking dick. This too, was not Russell’s thing. I hoped I had not lost my touch.

I licked my lips and slid him between them. My tongue flickered over his chocolate shaft as I gripped his beautiful dick. I slid him deep into my mouth, letting his head hit my tonsils. I slowly pulled him out, in awe at the shiny rod I produced. His eyes were intensely watching me. His lips were parted, but he could not utter a word. No, I had not lost my touch.

I regained confidence in my dick sucking abilities and began to devour him. I could suck his dick all day. It was so beautiful and so sweet. I got lost in enjoying the feeling of his dick tickling my tonsils. I enjoyed feeling his powerful veins sliding over my tongue. I was sucking his dick as though I had not been fed in years. I sucked his dick like the answers to world peace could be found in his cum. I sucked his dick as though it contained the cure for cancer. I sucked his dick as though if he were to cum, sprinkles would shoot out. I sucked his dick as though... I could go on and on. The point is, I sucked the hell out of his dick! I did it with passion and love. I caressed his balls gently. I took ever inch of him in, slowly.

He gripped the back of my head, lips still parted with no words escaping. He began to lean into me every time I took his dick inside of my warm mouth. He suddenly pulled his dick out of my mouth.

“Damn baby! If you keep that shit up you are going to drain me!” he said “I can tell you now, you need to let me put this hard dick in that sweet pussy because if you make me cum now, I won’t be any more good to you!”.

Yeah I still got it. I quickly got up and turned around, resting my upper body on the arm of the loveseat. I poked my ample ass out and spread my legs giving him full view of my hot, wet, waiting pussy.

“Strap up and ride!” I said.

The handsome stranger palmed my ass cheeks and began his slow descent into my sea. I trembled at the feeling of big, hard dick sliding in me. Dick is good, just like I remembered. I moaned and groaned as he gained a rhythm in my pussy. I tried to sit still and let him continue to dive in me, but I was so excited. Each stroke of his dick was met by a stroke of my own. I needed him inside of me. I had to feel him invading my walls. I could feel my desire trickling down my inner thigh. I kept throwing my pussy back on his massive dick; loving each inch, tightening my walls to give his dick endearing hugs. My movement threw him off balance. He tried to regain his composure and rhythm. Each time he got a good rhythm going, he would hit a spot that made me have to throw it back. I wanted his dick to continue to massage those spots.

“Baby, you are bucking me off! You really want this dick huh? You really needed my help huh?” he said.

I giggled half embarrassed.

“Well lady, how about you climb up on this dick and ride it like you want it?”

The handsome stranger did not have to ask me but once. He sat on the loveseat and I straddled him. I slid slowly down on his pole. I almost melted as soon as his thick dick was rested inside of me. He sucked my nipples as I rode his cock. From this angle, I could get him in as deep as I want. I controlled when his dick hit the spots that drove me wild.

I looked him in his eyes as though I was on a mission. I began to ride him slowly, loving how the curve of his penis penetrated my body. He sucked my nipples harder causing an intense tingling sensation in my already drenched pussy.

I could feel the orgasm regaining power in my belly. It was ready to arrive. I raised my body off of him slightly, allowing just the head of his penis to still reside inside of me. Then I came down quickly, until I felt his balls against my cheeks. I repeated this motion; slowly sliding up and quickly crashing down. He was so deep inside of me.


“Baby!” he said breathlessly.
I could see him clinching his jaws. His strong hands gripped at my waist. I could feel his lust surging through the veins of his dick. He was ready to explode and so was I. I continued to slide him out slowly, and dig him in deep. I enjoyed watching his manhood shine from my juices. The deeper inside I got him, the more creamy, white, filling coated his dick. I knew he was ready to explode.

I finally slid him deep inside of me. My legs were on each side of him. I gripped the back of the loveseat for balance. I worked my hips in a hool-a-hoop motion, letting his spoon mix the batter of the orgasm I held deep in me. He tried to keep his eyes focused on me as though we were in a test of wills. As my motions become swifter, he shut his eyelids tight. I continued to swirl. The tighter his grip became on my waist, the closer I knew he was to coming. I could feel the muscles in his arms and thighs tense.

“Not yet Daddy!” I said.

I slid off of him and turned around, my back facing him. I leaned forward and let my hands touch the ground. I backed up and slowly slid his dick in. I began to bounce on his lap knowing he was enjoying the view of my ass going up and down and seeing his dick slide in and out of my wet pussy. He cupped my breasts and held on tightly. He was so deep inside of me; I could feel my left leg going numb. My body trembled as I felt the orgasm slowly releasing. My climax was met by his. I felt him explode as I released my flood.

I let out a deep sigh, feeling like a deflated balloon. My pent up frustration soaked his lap. I finally set his manhood free of my moisture. We both sat there for a moment, breathing heavy, satisfied in our conquests.

“I was not ready for that baby! I was not ready!” he finally said.

“I am thankful for it. That is what I wanted.” I assured him.

He stood and I watched him dress. He was sweating, but this time it was not from working in the sun. He was working in my pussy. I handed his goggles as he headed for my front door.

“Ah-ah!” I said.

He turned around and looked at me as though he was hoping I was not ready for another round.

“You leave the same way you came in.”

I pointed towards the sliding glass door. He walked over and stopped.

“This was like a fantasy that people write about. I never expected it to happen to me!” he said flashing his sexy smile at me. “So, may I have your name? Or at least can I see you again?”

I pulled him near and planted a passionate kiss on his tender lips.

“Let’s keep it a fantasy and not ruin it with a second time.” I said.

He looked at me disappointed as I slid the door behind him and locked it. I grinned, excited by my naughty deed. I was pleased.

Hmmm, I wonder if the cable guy would be so helpful during my next drought season?

He's Falling...

He said when the morning sun warms his eyes
I am the first thought whenever he rise

He said when the moon puts his weary body to bed
Thoughts of me fill up his head

He said, every word in this song makes him think of me
To want something so much, how could it possibly be?

He says its not lust nor mere infatuation
Seeing me moves his heart, not evoke salivation

He says he’s puddy in my hands, will I mold him please?
To be with Alecia, makes him weak in his knees

He’s falling, He’s falling
He can’t deny it

His heart longs, His body’s able
He’s willing to try it

I can be that fresh air that he so wants to be
I can live in his world if he really wants me

I assure him that I will cushion his fall
For a spot in his life I will give it my all

I promise him that I can make him a happy man
And he can fall, in my heart’s where he’ll land

I embrace him near and fill the beat of his heart
I kiss him so tenderly, we’ll never fall apart

How can I hurt the one who loves me so?
In your arms I feel safe, with you I want to grow

I cradle him close and he starts to weep
Strong enough to cry, for feelings so deep

We Should Be...

Dinner was nice
I thank you for the meal
But right about now
I must say how I feel

We should be fucking

The conversation was easy
It was smooth, like butter
All night long
We have been staring at each other

We should be fucking

When you came to my door
And I smelled your cologne
From that moment on
Time seemed to drag on

We should be fucking

The small talk is done
I am feeling the wine
We can skip the movie
I will be just fine

We should be fucking

Your mouth is moving
I don’t hear a thing
All I can think of
Is the joy those lips will bring

We should be fucking

Your clothing is nice
They will look better on my floor
No more words daddy
I can’t take it no more

We should be fucking

The tension is building
I could almost scream
My legs are quivering
They need you in between

We should be fucking

You play the gentleman role
And walk me to my door
I pull you inside
There much more to explore

We should be fucking

I rip off your clothes
And quickly take off mine
I smile devishly
At the BIG prize I’ve found

We should be fucking

Morning rolls in
I feel hit by a truck
It’s the pain I like
Because I got fucked

Yes, I fucked him

Image by Girolamo Gjeri "Deep Passion"

Pussy...strong enough for man (but God gave it to a woman)

This is a step away from my poetry for a second and just a rant.

Why is it that whenever you want to emasculate a man you refer to him as a pussy? Have you noticed when men want to refer to something and vulgar or rancid they compare it to pussy? Yet, they spend half their lives trying to get in “pussy”. My theory is that men have vagina envy. Yeah I said it!

One pussy can populate a nation. Without a pussy, civilization will end. A pussy can spit out a whole human life. Pussy can stretch as wide as a basketball or comfortably accommodate something as small as a marble. Pussy is versatile.

God could’ve given men pussies. But she knew men could not handle having such a powerful piece of equipment without being reckless. Imagine a man with a pussy! They would be trying to stuff things in it, use it as storage space, some how make it into a basketball hoop. They would not appreciate the beauty behind the vagina. They wouldn’t take care of it, so maybe it would be a lil rancid (lol). Picture them using water hoses and turtle wax to keep it clean. My goodness! The horror!

So, the next time someone calls you a pussy…stick your chest out and let them know that pussy is one of the toughest, most durable, most versatile and beautiful thing ever! So be a pussy and be proud!

Lovin' Me

Image: "Baby's Packin" by Willie Torbert

I am standing here in the mirror
Admiring every inch of me
It took me thirty-one years and seven months
To truly appreciate what I see

I have lived life too long being self conscious
Worrying how I looked in other’s eyes
Never did I know I held the key
In my hands is where self confidence lies

Look at my smooth brown skin
The tone changes like the seasons
I once hated my muted shade
Thought lighter or darker was better for some reason

But now I am grateful for my skin
Comparing it to butterscotch or a cocoa bean
But when you look at my skin it is obvious
That I am a beautiful African Queen!

Take a close look at my face
I would think your eyes would be drawn to my nose
It once was looked at with disdain
For it was the source of my woes

People never had qualms
To tell me how big they thought it was
But now I walk with my head held high
With my broad nose high above

My eyes I was told were too big
Some even said they were too wide
Now men tell me they are a source of my beauty
And I adorn them with pride

I tilt my head and look at my body
Mixed emotions surge through my veins
It tells the story of my struggles
How sometimes I’d over or under eat when in pain

I love every curve of my figure
I even love my belly fat
I rub at it appreciating
This is where life was once at

I can see the noticeable dents in my booty
It’s not round and firm like Buffy the Body’s
But my ass is just my ass and I own it
It’s not the only thing I have going about me

No, my abs are not as tight as Janet Jackson’s
I may not be as robust as Mo’Nique
But I love every inch of my body
‘Cause every inch is what makes me unique!

Image: "Midnight Beauty" by Alix Beaujour

How to Eat a Peach

He lay me gently on the bed
His strong hands slide up my thighs
I feel my panties slide down my leg,
past my ankles,
over my feet
I am exposed

The aroma of my desire is filling the air
He breathes in deeply,
Intoxicated by my scent
A sinister smile creeps across his face

Immediately he thinks
Peaches
A phallic symbol which describes the shape
And the texture
So well

He wants to taste my peach
It is ripe
It is sweet
A delicious treat
Ready to be devoured

Will he be so bold as to enjoy my fruit?

He leans forward
I can feel his breath on my inner thigh
I close my eyes in anticipation
My peach juices began overflow
Coating my inner thigh with its sweetness

His succulent mouth teases me
Barely touching my skin
Like a feather

I watch as his head disappears between my thighs
The contrast of our skin is what poetry is made of
Me
Mocha brown
He
Coffee black
No cream
A dream

I tense as I feel HIS moist lips kiss MY moist lips

Suddenly
I am greeted by that familiar unfamiliar feeling
His wet tongue traces the outline of my womanhood
A delicate circle
Taking me places I have never been
A new world
I want to live in

Somewhere between ecstasy
And complete elation
Utopia!

I arch my back to allow him to explore more
I want him to indulge
I need him to indulge
Please indulge

The width of his tongue
Covers the depth of my desire
Baby, take me higher!

I shiver and shake as his tongue penetrates my soul
Dipping inside of me
Reminding me of what is to come
Or is to cum

Tasting my sweetness
Enjoying my wetness

A wave of lust begins to form in my belly
My nipples stiffen
I am quivering uncontrollably
But I have to control this!
I am not ready to feed him my lust yet

I try to shift my hips to escape his tongue
But he is hungry
He won’t allow me to get away
His muscular hands grip passionately at my waist
No escape mami
You have to take this

If he wants to be fed
I will feed him
I will allow him to feast on my buffet

I spread my legs wider
His fingers part my lips
His tongue inspects more of my peach’s texture

The sound of him devouring his meal alone is enough to make me break
He takes his time
Enjoying me
Like a skilled surged
He operates on my body
Orally

His lips clamp down on my lips
His tongue moves feverishly over my clit
I let out a throaty moan

I beg for him to release IT or release ME!
The circles his tongue makes become smaller
And faster
More deliberate

His tongue knows no boundaries
I am shaking
he grips my thighs to control the shaking
He holds me tightly

My hips move,
mimicking the stride of his tongue
He sucks gently on the pit of my peach

Ecstasy creeps up my spine
Sending ripples to every nerve in my body
I try hard to hold it in
My will is no match for his skill

I grip helplessly at the sheets
I yell out my passion
Declaring the arrival of my orgasm
I am coming!
Coming
Coming

My body releases my desire onto his waiting tongue
He savors every drop
I came

Now I lay here
Defeated
His handsome face appears like the sun
From the valleys of my thighs

He kisses me
Allowing me to taste my own sweetness
Mixed with his conquest
I share with him his victory

Thank you

Shitty Roses

He had me open
You could not tell me those were not rose petals
Hitting the porcelain vase we call a commode
But in time
I realized
His shit stinks
The most awful stench you would ever want to smell

Hell
He pulled the wool over my eyes
The devil had him disguised
In a sexy grin
Smooth brown skin
Hypnotic eyes
I was mesmerized

His silver tongue intrigued me
Promises of grandeur and a life of eternal happiness
I could see forever in him
And two days
The games he played

I was
Caught up in his trance
I could smell the stench
Escaping his lips
But I believed it
Had me feeling like
Someone put roots on me
Could it be?
What has this man done to me?
I cry for serenity!

I wanted to be released from his hold
Set free from his spell
Please grant me reprieve
From this heavenly hell
This thing I called love
When I was the only one loving

He fucked me hard
Penetrating my soul
And I allowed him
Willingly
Blindly
Freely
To have all of me

“You’ve lost you!”
My conscious screamed out
“You’ve got to be drunk
That’s not what love’s about!”

The coffee pot was brewing
And although it took three years
My sense of smell returned
Awakened by my tears
Finally I stop smelling roses
And recognized it
For what it was
The stench of shit

Lesson learned
I’m not bitter
Just more aware
My heart is still open for love
Should I want to go there

It is better to have loved and lost
Than to never have loved at all
Thank goodness for my sanity
To catch me
When I fall

No Stings Attached

He is
So divine
But he ain’t mine

I would
Jump through hoops
For a few moments of his time

I can
Call him up
Be it day or night

And he
Gives 100%
Daddy does me just right

See
We’ve been playing this game
For about three years

There’s no
Strings attached
No drama, no tears

Just a
Few salacious encounters
And some freaky rendezvous

If my
Man won’t do it
I can come to you

When your
Lady leaves you hanging
You bring that thang to me

And I
Give you what you desire
And set that freak in you free

But momma always said
two lay down
And one comes up with feelings

Right now
I am on such a high
Baby you got me reeling

I’ve
Fucked you before
And it has always been good

But
This last time
I did something I thought I never would

I
Looked into your eyes
And I saw something new

I
Finally realized
I am in love with you

I
Should’ve never peered
Into the windows of your soul

NO
Longer just my body
It’s my heart you hold

Image: Soul Mates by John Toms

Phenomenal Head

So many women wonder how I keep my guy
Because I am plain
And he is splendid
To the average eye
I tell them within my mind
Is where the secret lies
They too can uncover the “gift”
If they are open to try

I say
It is not that I can work his body like a porn star
I am not the freakiest of the freaks
I will only go but so far
It is my willingness to teach
And to learn instead
With an open mind and an open heart
I give phenomenal head

I walk into the room
Their eyes fall to my lips
The ladies wonder
Is there a secret behind my hips?
My sway
My swagger
The whole essence of my being
Seems so ordinary
Are they seeing what he’s seeing?

I tell you
Instead of focusing on what you won’t,
Focus on what you will do
Perfect the art of loving
And you’ll be phenomenal too
Focus less on your sexy
And more on your mind
Because if you have great brain
When giving brain,
You’ll be more than fine

A lady in the streets
I am she, personified
A scholar in the head
Ladies, you will learn in time
Good head is easily obtained
Great head comes with conversation
Phenomenal head is a gift
And requires dedication

Foreplay begins
Before the clothes fall to the floor
Share with him your intellect
And he will indeed come back for more
My confidence is exuded
They can see it in my stance
A phenomenal man will know a phenomenal woman
With more than just a glance

It is not my clothes
Or how much skin is revealed
It is in my passion for words
My knowledge can not be concealed
It is by example
For you I have led
Get to truly know him
And you too
Can give
Phenomenal head


© Alecia J.

Image: "Right Here" by Merrill

Lioness

Born under the zodiac of leo, the lioness
I have the ability
to quietly stalk my prey

Like a natural hunter I’ve already captured you
But with my love,
who would run away?

Baby, rest your weary body near
Relax your mind
let me put you at ease
For right now I am submissive to you
Your every wish,
I’m here to please

I want to feel your smoothness under my fingers
Make you weak
when I touch you here
I will let my hands do all the talking
And make you “ooh”
as I kiss you there

Like a kitty, I am so playful
Teasing my prey
He loves how this feels
Allowing him to feel safety in my smile
Cunningly
I move in for the kill

Now I’ve summoned my inner lioness
Starved with lust
So I must feed
I look to you
to fulfill my desires
Give this kitty what she needs

Don’t be afraid,
Daddy I won’t hurt you
Be my meal, yes I bite,
Prepare yourself
For my loving
And I will make you feel just right

On all fours,
the lioness is mounted
For a moment, he thinks I’m tame
I purr softly
Just like a kitty
And sweetly call out his name

Like the queen of the jungle
I regain my composure
And position myself atop my prey
I tell him it’s my jungle!
My rules!
It’s my commands he must obey!

I use the headboard to keep my balance
Sliding down his steel shaft
Unwilling I quickly cum
I throw my mane back
He thinks he has me
I say “we’re not finished, that was just one!”

I tighten my walls to grip his massive dick
In my belly
His manhood rests
I pull him up to be closer to me
And bury his face
In my breasts

His moist mouth engulfs my nipples
the mighty lioness
Lets out a roar
My body starts shaking
he grips my ass
As I proceed
To cum once more

I am pleased but I am not satisfied
I won’t rest
He can’t conquer me
I work my hips
I ride his dick
He refuses to set his cum free

I kneel in front of my prey
Appearing to be,
submissive again
Holding his dick
Not neglecting his balls
I open wide and slide him in

My prey is weakened
Powerless to me
He can no longer put up a fight
I continue to devour my prey,
savoring his body
All through the night



© Alecia J. 2008

Image: Fred Matthews "Sparkle"

The Aroma of Sex

Can I dab a little bit behind your ears?
May I rub it all over your face?
Let me suck the sweetness off of your finger
You know I love my taste

Lay there for a minute
So I can indulge in the scent
Reminiscent of our actions
And the hours well spent

Our aroma fills the air
It is so intoxicating
The pressure building up
The longer you kept me waiting

Sweeter than the reddest of roses
More soothing than lavender or lilac
The more I inhale the scent
The more it takes me back

To seeing your chocolate body
On my satin, ivory sheets
Such a beautiful contrast
Outlining your physique

The candlelit dances
A hypnotic waltz in your eyes
The shadows cast a spell
That has me mesmerized

I take the scene in
Such a beautiful sight to behold
A sweet prelude
To what this night holds

Your strong hands pull me near
You lay my body onto the bed
And part my legs so you can feast
As I grip passionately your head

My desires fill the room
It makes my nostrils flare
A moan escapes my mouth
To hide this feeling, I would not dare

My body begins to tremble
I pull your head so close, I could put you inside
Your tongue continues licking
As I rock, enjoying this ride

I am in ecstasy
Enjoying your lips, enthralled by your tongue
I close my eyes and grip your shoulders
Allowing you to devour my cum

You turn me over on my stomach
And smile at this sexy view
Your massive hands cover my ass
As you give me all nine inches of you

To seeing you pulling my panties with your teeth
And pushing me back to your bed
Me spreading my legs wide
Me gripping your head

Me moaning and groaning
You licking and sucking
The many positions we experienced
Making love and then fucking

Me begging you to put it in
Me yelling “Baby please!”
Me shaking, releasing this orgasm
Me saying “My turn to please”

You going through the stages
From soprano to baritone
Me working you just right
Saying it’s this dick that I own

Our cologne fills the air
Our naked bodies becoming one
Left with the sweetest of fragrances
For us to inhale when we are done

The aroma of sex, I love it baby
Our personal perfume
Give it to me, I’ve got the bottle
I’ll need a refill soon

Image: "Fantasy" by Merrill

Unnecessary Baggage

She is in need of his validation
And she spends so much time
vying for his love

He has never felt so desired
For her, his heart is wired
But he lacks the components that love consists of

She caters to him, he thinks she is doting
She makes him her world, he claims he needs air

He is not caught up in birthdays and anniversaries
This leaves her to wonder does he truly care

He does not want to
Give her his heart
and, reminiscent of the past
Not have his love returned

She does not want him
To ever question her love for him
Because in her past
This has left her burned

The baggage they carry
From lovers of the past
Is too much weight
For new love to bare

The unhealed scars
They wear on their hearts
Causes damage to the love
That is now here

He wishes that she
Would have faith in herself
And live a life outside of him

She desires for he
To see a future in “we”
And change “yours”, “mine”
To “us”, “ours” and “them”

She believes he cares
If she needs him, he’s there
Though he has never uttered the words

He feels he’s only a call away
He’s with her each and everyday
His actions are much louder than what she’s heard

Her mind begins to wander
And she becomes distant
Purposely creating a space between them

He takes notice to the new treatment
Happy he never verbalized his feelings
Like the others, he feels, she has only used him

In time, they both part ways
Never cultivating
A love that could finally be

Dragging with them
Closed lips and heavy hearts
Failing to realize that communication is key

So as you live your life
Falling in and out of love
Adding weight to your already heavy load

Ladies, he gives you all of his time
And fellas, you may display the actions
But saying “I love you” is worth more than gold


© 2008 Alecia J.

Swallow

He said he wants me on my knees

He has a hunger to be pleased

I am the one to do the deed

But first you need to be teased



I take my hands and let them slide

Over your thighs they slowly guide

I unzip your pants, to claim my prize

Always in awe at what’s inside



I take my tongue and lick it slow

Round and round your head I go

Up and down, just like a pro

Any second you’re gonna to blow



But Daddy, I’m not finished yet

With my mouth I make it so shiny and wet

How I do you, you won’t forget

And my all is what you’ll get



You grab my head and take control

Just how deep can your love go?

I grab your hips and take a hold

Brace yourself, ‘cause here we go



Your body tenses, my movement increase

I feel you tremble, now you release

I take it in, just like I should

Because I know, Daddy’s cream is good



To waste a drop would be a shame

I grip it gently and slowly drain

I won’t stop, until you’re through

I want to swallow all of you



© 2008 Alecia J.

AdDICKted

Maybe it’s his swerve

Maybe it’s the curve

Maybe it’s how when he digs in deep

He hits every nerve



99% of the time

It is on my mind

I don’t want to own him

But I want to make him mine



I get shivers reminiscing

Just thinking of us kissing

You found the key to my pleasure

Which has been long missing



He has me sweating out perms

With that new trick he’s learned

To resist is futile

From his kung-fu grip if I squirm



You got me screaming like Mariah

You ignite my fire

I will surpass heaven and meet death

If you take me any higher



I have permanent cramps in my toes

I am like “Fuck Stilettos!”

When it comes to being pleased by you

Anything goes



I have not seen light in weeks

Surviving off of your love and little sleep

I am so hoarse from screaming

I can barely speak



The most pleasurable pain

Man, I can’t even explain

But when he’s gone I count down to the second

When I will see him again



Without you, I’m conflicted

By these emotions you’ve evicted

A sober mind would say to my drunken soul

That I am addickted




© 2008 Alecia J.







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So now I have a blogspot!

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