Dirty Minds

Drip, drip, drip she went. Flooding and drowning him. He enjoyed it. He loved it. His face washed with her juices. He licked her clean. And with that her voice of pleasure was heard all over. She made sure that people knew that her garden was being tilled. Being cultivated as normal. He was the farmer she was the farm. He was the sun and she was the sunflower. She lived for his shine. And he shone for her to live. And so everything happened as it should have. Pliant she was. He shaped her to be what he wanted. Washed, cleansed and polishes until she was the perfect doll. The perfect plaything to be used as he pleased and with every call of her name she answered, "Yes master?" And I would grin at how compliant she was. Her body moved to the sound of my voice. My music was what she danced to. A gyration of ecstasy. A burst of heightened sensations. A flurry of absolute emotions. Everything clumped together. As I spoke she moved. Beat after beat she did what I said. And when she listened I rewarded. I would jerk, fist, whisper, smile, chuckle, lick, kiss and hold. He didn't own her, I did. I gave her what she wanted and that was why she begged. Begged for more. In every and anyway she could. All she needed to say was please and it was done. Her every wish was my command. For she was my little pretty princess. Although she became more than my princess. She became a nymph. A pill of aphrodisiac. An absolute need. One I knew I must have till all days passed. She teased, she frolicked, she waved and winked. She knew what she had done and so for that I decided. I decided for them to take her. Him or his knees worshipping her, and the other girl receiving ecstasy. It was a three way cord. One I watched with zeal. As each in their own way would cream and scream. Each on their own seeking a relief only I could command them to have. And so as they got closer to explosion I detained it. I wanted to be satisfied as well. When my fill was complete we all let go. And so the air was filled with the tangy smell. Tangy and sensual. That was what they were. Mine after all in any case and situation. White could be seen all over. And all others around accepted that they belonged to me. My possessiveness stayed intact. Turning my head I saw him. Another I must have. And so more trophies of people I acquired, the more fun, pleasure and need flowed. Everything evenly spread until we all flamed up in high exertion and exercise. All in all it was fun. From her to him and so on. Bodies after bodies. My tongue was sated to lick on any. For their juice and dew was what I craved and I seek more to devour. Join me. And pleasure shall be yours.