Desires of the Flesh

Naked, together in bed we lay
You're sound asleep
But I've awakened
Rolling over I close my eyes
And try to go back to sleep
My thigh lightly rests on yours
I feel the heat where
Our bodies touch
In that instant I know
There'll be no more sleep today
For the words have come
And they're flowing profusely
Filling me with the need
To catch them

Feeling the heat between us
In a flash, every inch of my flesh
Woke with desire for you
It...
Aches to feel your touch
Longs for the warmth of your hands
Craves the weight of your body
Hungers for your mouth

My lips starve for your kisses
Soft, gentle, wet, giving
That become
Urgent, hard, demanding, taking

My ears yearn for the
Hotness of your breath
Your spoken desire
The wetness of your tongue
The sucking of my earlobes

My neck, throat, and shoulders
Miss your mouth as well
The licking, the sucking, the biting
The red marks your teeth leave behind
Claiming my flesh as your own

My breasts and nipples
Want your hands
Tender strokes that increase
Into an iron grip that bruises my flesh
Squeezing, pinching, tweaking
Leaving them inflamed and aching
For the comfort of your mouth
The solace of your lips and tongue
Aching to feed your desire
To feel your want and need
In the power of your suction
And the nipping of your teeth

My thighs crave the weight
Of your body on top of them
They long to feel your legs
Slide together pushing them apart

They can't wait to open for you
They can no longer hide
The wetness that is between them
Waiting there for you
For your hand, your fingers
To hear your sighs at just
How wet I am for you

Waiting for the appearance of your cock
For it to slide through my wetness
To feel it press against my opening
Waiting, I try to calm myself
Taking a few deep breaths
As my hands reach for the headboard
To have something to hold on to
For I know what's about to happen

Up on your knees
Your legs move farther apart
Opening me wider for you
At the same time your hands slip
Under my shoulders
To hold on to them
As leverage for you
As captivity for me

With one swift thrust
You slam into me
My back arches up into you
I scream out your name
At the force, at the pain
Of being filled so suddenly
So completely with your cock

In ragged breaths
In shock and disbelief
The realization dawns
That I have just taken the entire
Length of your new cock

In stillness, you hold me tight
Maintaining the pressure
Of your first thrust
Reveling in the depths
Of my body

Finally we both relax
You proceed to fuck me
With tiny relentless thrusts
That drive me crazy

Needing more, I push
My chest up into you
Your lips find a nipple
And now it's your mouth
That's relentless as it sucks
Hard on my flesh

The speed and force
Of your thrusting picks up
My hips rise to meet each one
You're fucking me in earnest

I want to cum
I need to cum
I beg to cum
"Please, baby, please
Harder, faster
Please, baby, please
May I cum"

Then I hear it
Your voice in my ear
"Cum for me, cum for me now"
Your mouth attaches itself to my neck

Now it is I who must
Hold on tightly to you
Taking you along for the ride
With that, my body explodes
Convulses in orgasm

In a flurry of kisses you leave me
Exhausted
I roll over on the bed
Contentedly feeling the coolness
Of the sheets on my overheated skin

You enter the bedroom again
Having changed to a smaller cock
You're struck by the image before you
Me, on my stomach
Ass slightly in the air, legs open
An invitation you do not refuse

Climbing onto the bed
You lay on top of me
Your weight completely covers me
I'm barely able to breathe
Your cock rests between my cheeks
Slowly, ever so slowly
Your hips begin to move
As you whisper in my ear
"I'm taking your ass"
Which I push into you
You smile into my neck just
Before your mouth starts sucking
You enter my ass
With slow steady strokes
Your hands reach under me
To squeeze my breasts
And pinch my nipples
The pace of your thrusts increases
At the sound of my moans
Again your voice is in my ear
"Touch yourself...
I wanna hear you cum for me"
Raising my knees, I reach for my clit
The rhythm is constant
Your cock slides effortlessly
In and out, in and out
My fingers glide around, around
Needing more, I pull my knees up
And start slamming my ass
Hard into you
With your name on my lips
Another orgasm rips through me

Between labored breaths
You ask how I am
My reply is
"Stick a fork in me I'm done"
You laugh, saying, "Well, I'm not
I'm not done with you just yet"

With that said you leave me again
And return a little later
To find me just as you left me
Never having moved a muscle
And that I did doze off

Awakened by your voice
Asking me to wake up
And lift my head
When I do, you slide
My collar around my neck
And buckle it
You help me get off the bed
I notice that you've already
Cuffed my wrists and ankles
You lead me to where
The chains are attached
To the ceiling and floor
Once I'm in position
You clip the chains to the cuffs
Legs apart, arms up and open
With my hands I hang onto the chains
Bound, I anticipate your next move
Which isn't what I'd imagined it to be
From behind, you slip
A blindfold over my head
Down to cover my eyes
In total darkness
My anxiety level rises

I gasp and flinch as something
Touches the skin of my back
It's some kind of liquid
As it slowly begins
To make its descent
The sensation causes
Goosebumps to rise
I hear you move
I feel the same liquid on my flesh
At the top of my breasts
I can smell it now
It's chocolate syrup
As it's slowly crawling
Down my breasts
It makes my skin itch
But I can't scratch
The chains won't reach that far
Frustrated
I hear you move again
You're behind me now
A warm tongue licks
At the trails of chocolate
A moan escapes my throat
For a few moments
I am distracted from the
Syrup on my chest
Making my skin crawl
As it gets closer to my nipples
They stand erect in anticipation
Your tongue keeps licking
Until there is no more
Syrup on my back
And I know I'm wet
You move to my front side now
And gently laugh at the sight
Of the chocolate dripping
From my nipples
The tip of your tongue
Lightly catches a drop
Causing me to catch my breath
Without warning your mouth
Attacks my right nipple
Causing my back to arch
And my hips to rise in supplication
Of something to rub against
But you avoid any bodily contact
Except for your mouth
Which now devours the other nipple
My body writhes and undulates
Under the attention of your mouth
As you finish licking the chocolate
From my body
My breathing is heavy
And I am so beyond wet now
It's running down my legs
You stop licking and
Move away from me
I hear you leave the room

Thankful for the break
I try to calm myself
I hear you return and place
Something on a nearby table
I hear you light a match
I assume you're lighting
A candle
I cry out in pain
As a red-hot sensation
Lands and drips down
The muscles of one of my shoulders
My breathing is ragged
I assume it's candle wax
As more of it hits
My biceps
I try to calm my breathing again
To take the pain of the wax
As it burns my skin
You move to my other shoulder
And it's not so bad now
Then all of a sudden
The breath is ripped
From my lungs
And my hips buck
As hot wax drips down
My left nipple
I feel a burning sensation
Intimately followed by
Something ice cold
Oh god, it's an ice cube
It puts out the fire
Or does it
The ice causes a burning
Feeling of its own
You remove the ice cube
Only to replace it
With the warmth of your mouth
As I start to relax
You begin the whole
Process over again
By dropping more wax
Onto my other nipple
Finally, after it has been
Tortured by fire, ice, and
A warm wet mouth
You stop

Grateful for another respite
Only it doesn't last long
As my entire body jumps
At the sound of your whip
Cracking just behind me
Finally, what I've been waiting for
That's what I thought
You were going to do
When you first put my collar
Around my neck
Finally I feel it
The slap and the sting
Of the leather strips
On my flesh
The words, "Oh God, yes"
Breathlessly escape my lips
You ease into a rhythm
For a bit and I relax into the strokes
But that doesn't last for too long
You alternate the strikes now
My back, then my legs
Then my sides as the strips
Wrap around to catch a nipple
Now and then
My skin is so warm
I can feel you everywhere
I want you so bad now
I want to feel you fucking me
Fucking me hard
Your whip lands right on my clit
You are pounding it hard
But not fast enough so that I could cum
God it feels so good
I beg you, "Please, fuck me
Please baby please
I need to feel you deep inside of me"
The whipping stops
And your hands are on my hips
I feel it, your cock
As it slips between
My soaking wet lips
Then you tilt your hips up
And thrust hard into me
My orgasm explodes
On you, on your cock
Calling out my name
You cum in a rush
As you hold on to me
Slowly we ride out
The last of the tremors
From our bodies
Sated for now are these
Desires of the flesh...

Happy Birthday my love
May this be a much healthier year
For you, for us
And our sex life

1.29.05

CMT

Author's Notes

There were a couple of main reasons why I wrote this poem. One is that Kodi's birthday was coming up, and we'd looked at the budget and realized that we really couldn't afford to spend any extra money right now. We're trying to pay off the loan for the wedding as quickly as possible, which means more to Kodi than a material gift. So, what I wanted to get for her birthday wasn't going to happen. I needed to come up with an idea for a gift, one that didn't involve spending money.

My first thought was maybe I could write something for her. Then I wondered what could I write about? I've never been able to force any subject. I've tried and it just doesn't work. For me, the words can't be forced. Usually, the subject finds me. Sometimes, if I'm lucky, the words just start flowing, and it's all I can do to try to keep up. That is exactly what happened with most of this poem.

I had awakened Saturday morning and looked at the clock. Seeing that it was still early, I decided to go back to sleep. I rolled over, but when I did, my leg came to rest on Kodi's. As I felt the heat from where we were touching, my body instantly woke up and became extremely aroused, which kick started my brain, and I began imagining Kodi and I having sex. At that point, I knew I wasn't going back to sleep.

My thoughts were all over the place. From those images of us having sex to another idea for Kodi's birthday, one of me wearing only my black leather collar and wrist and ankle cuffs. But then I immediately wondered if that was appropriate. Were they really mine? Since Kodi hadn't officially given them to me yet.

Originally, Kodi and I had planned to have a private collaring ceremony on our honeymoon at a lesbian B&B, in New Hampshire. During that ceremony, Kodi would have taken me as her slave by placing the collar and restraints on me. We had also planned to give each other back the earrings we exchanged the night before the wedding. But as the wedding approached, we realized there wasn't going to be enough money for everything we wanted to do. So, Kodi and I decided to cut out the honeymoon. We could always save up to have a nice one later on. And we could have the collaring ceremony once we were back home, which, needless to say, hasn't happened yet.

Since Kodi had been so sick with her gall bladder before she finally had surgery, her recovery has been slow. The doctor said it could take up to six months before Kodi really starts feeling good again. She's lost a lot of weight in the past six months, about forty-five pounds. A good portion of that weight was also muscle mass. So, right now, she just doesn't have the physical strength to have sex. Plus, she can't take any weight on her abdomen at all. We can't even sleep spoon style for my arm being too heavy. And she is so thin that I'm afraid of breaking her.

As I lay there in bed with those fantasies running through my head, I then tried to just push away all those sexual feelings, thinking I shouldn't get myself so worked up with wanting something that I can't have. That's when I realized that I've been feeling starved for her attention for months now, and I've been hiding those feelings from her. I thought I was protecting Kodi. Since she's not feeling good, she doesn't need to hear about my desires that she isn't capable of taking care of at the present. Then it occurred to me that I was doing it again, hiding my feelings from my partner. I had done the very same thing with my ex, when she became so depressed and withdrawn before and after her mother's death. Back then, it had been two years since we'd had sex. I thought that pushing away those sexual feelings was the right thing to do at the time. So, I did, and we never talked about it. But the feelings never really disappeared. They only grew stronger until they found a way to be fulfilled. That's when I had the affair.

With a sick feeling, I knew I had to do something or it could possibly happen again, which isn't what I wanted. Then I remembered my wedding vows to Kodi. One of them was that I never wanted to hide anything from her, especially my feelings, which was exactly what I was doing. It wasn't fair to Kodi or myself not to tell her about them, just because we can't do anything about it right now. So, I needed to tell her, and that's the other main reason for the poem.

Still in bed, I let my thoughts drift, and I indulged myself in the earlier fantasy of us having sex. The words began to flow. I now had the subject for Kodi's birthday poem.

Although I started the poem on January 29th, I didn't finish it until February 11th, Kodi's birthday, almost two weeks later. For me, this poem was broken into four basic parts: The first section is foreplay, the next is the first sex scene, then the second sex scene, and lastly the third sex scene. It was the fourth part that was the hardest for me to write. I think it was because Kodi and I haven't used the restraints yet, so I really had no point of reference for it, other than what I've read in fiction. And too, I was actually admitting to myself and to Kodi my desire for it, which can be a difficult thing to do on its own. I believe this is the most graphically erotic poem I've ever written. And it has given me a deeper respect and understanding for how hard it is for Kodi to write the sex scenes that she does. I learned it's very easy to visualize the scene, but trying to describe it with words, so that someone else sees exactly what you saw, is a much more difficult skill to master. It's a skill I feel very insecure about, regardless of that fact Kodi enjoyed the visuals I gave her very much.

And as for us talking, well, Kodi actually started a conversation the weekend before her birthday, apologizing for the lack of our sex life. Saying it wasn't because she didn't have the desire to, it was just that her flesh was very weak. So in turn, I told her about the topic of her birthday poem and everything I'd written in the Author's Notes. We talked for quite a while about how much we both missed being with each other physically. And how we missed not having a honeymoon, or getting to try out all the items we bought for it, like our satin robes, the collar and cuffs, and last, but certainly not least, Kodi's new cock, which is longer and thicker than her old one. Everything is still there waiting on us, for whenever we're ready.