I want you to ride my tongue
we take turns
you ride my tongue
I fuck you with my tongue
you ride my tongue
and on and on
for… 9 minutes.
let’s time it. make it a game.
have I told you I’m developing a sex game?
it’s dope.
we’ll play together.
I want you to finger fuck me.
again.
our first time is forever etched in my mind
this time I’ll communicate better
to let you know that when I squeeze your hand tight, I’m saying
“that is so fucking good,
just keep doing that,
it’s cumming”
I couldn’t speak before (it was so fucking good)
and I think you thought I meant to go slower. I didn’t.
Remember when we played endlessly with each other’s nipples
oh, the cumming!
I always knew my nipples had a direct line to my pussy
but damn,
I didn’t know I could feel the intensity of that direct line so profoundly!
your attention to different textures & feelings & rhythms & sensations
took me on the most epic pleasure journey.
I wanna do this again.
I wanna do this a million times again!
sex game prompt:
what part of my body fascinates you the most?
kiss me there.
when we are fucking again,
let’s talk about EVERYTHING.
make endless talking be the beginning of our foreplay.
nothing goes unsaid. in defense of our right to pleasure
sex game prompt:
ask me to suck on your clit and keep sucking until I make myself cum. however long it takes.
see,
I’ve been on a break from the streets
for myself.
to stop and wallow in the glory of the loves I have found so far
to spend time going deep in these places
to establish that firm friendship foundation that makes forever possible.
(forever as in, the love doesn’t have to end)
being off the streets
has been peaceful
a reunion with self
a remembering of who I am & what I want & why it matters
self-pleasure and solitude
grounded.
and –
thirsty.
or ready.
definitely anticipating.
I’m starting to feel ready again for pleasure with other humans
summer body loading
(my timing is mine
your timing is yours
I love you already,
everything is magic)
so –
thirsty.
ready.
definitely anticipating
pleasure + you
sex game prompt:
“name a song you like with pussy in the title”
I’ll tell you mine
pause and listen to the song before we continue
(I paused my writing too)
“Now can I eat you?”
gah! don’t you just want to be propositioned like that?
for when we are fucking again
I’ll ask you properly
I love your body –
we have barely began –
I’m just giddily excited about the big unknown that we get to walk into together
together and well-defined in our individualism
“Hi,
I’m the pussy monster
and you gotta feed me pussy.”
for when we are fucking again.
make it a sex game prompt
I saved a video to show you
the way she sucks on that clit…
it felt like poetry
awoke my pussy monster
and my aura filled with you
your body
the wanting…
feels good to specifically pause to celebrate your body
when we are fucking again
I’m in body worship mode
lemme go get a playlist started for us
I might spend a lot of time lightly touching
face, hands, legs
reconnecting
tuning into an energy space only we could conjure
touching, undressing, holding –
can I be your big spoon for a minute?
when I close my eyes I can feel the melting of our bodies into each other
we fit so well together
[let’s schedule a cuddle date]
[I miss you]
