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The Master

Poetry or Prose - Or Somewhere Between...

THE MASTER

I wait for you

I check myself,
That all is as you wish it
Wondering if I have missed anything

I look in the mirror
The mirror I have carefully placed for you
I see my eyes, Very dark
I see my breasts, which I have carefully ensured are displayed for your touch
My waist cinched in, by the corset which I chose
Hoping you would approve
And the black lace panties, so easily by-passed by your fingers and tongue

The sound of the door downstairs…
I hear your footsteps
And I wait, sitting on the bed

You enter the room
Our eyes meet and we smile
I see your gaze traverse me.
You reach forward and part embrace, part lift me
Your arms encircle me and we kiss
As I taste you, as I reach for you
You take my wrists
Forcing down my arms
And twist me around, my back to your front
Both seeing ourselves in the mirror…

I feel you standing behind me
The pressure of your hands on my shoulders
Pushing me down
Onto my knees
Your hand slides into my hair, pulling back my head.
My spine arches in response
And I feel your foot, pushing my knees apart.

You move down, close in behind me
One hand still grasping my hair; the other curves around
First cupping a breast, then taking the nipple
Twix thumb and finger…
Playing
And tweaking

Between my opened thighs, a moist trickle of warmth
But, unable to move
I can only gasp as your fingers slide down further
Down the flatness of the fabric over my belly
You part the lace folds of my underwear
And I know you are enjoying the wetness of my pussy,
Sliding through me as I groan
I try to respond but am still pinned by my hair.
As I try to move your grip tightens and I hear your chuckle

I watch in the mirror as your fingers plunge inside me.
And I see you, watching me.
I gasp.
And I feel your erection pressing against my back
But your body unmoving, your fingers stretch and work me

My heat rises
Your hand wet and slippery inside me

Just as I think that I can bear no more, your fingers leave me

For a moment, silence
Then you push me forwards onto hands and knees…
… The pressure of penetration as you mount me
You thrust, once, twice,
Enabling entry
Then hard…
And I cry out in pleasure/pain
Unsure which is which….
Knowing the only true measure is sensation…

Still deep inside me, you pull me upright
Your hand grasping my hair once more
My head pulled sharply back
And your other hand flat against my stomach
Pressing my flesh against your cock

In the mirror, your eyes never leave mine
You smile as you hold me immobile
Both hand and penis kneading me
Inside and out.

The surge takes me and I cry out
Trying to writhe
But unable
Your grasp of me firms
And you kiss my neck

As the tremors pass, you release me
And withdraw
As I pause, on my hands and knees, panting
You pull me up, roughly
And push me back onto the bed

You gesture
And obediently I part my legs for you
Pulling up my thighs
For a moment you simply stand and look at me
Then you lower yourself onto me
And into me
Grasping my wrists, you pin my arms over my head

The fullness of your cock inside me is delicious
And I sigh…
… As you take your pleasure of me,
I watch your mirrored eyes,
Dark, and still gazing into mine.

Your tension mounts
As you ride me, your hold on my wrists increases
Pushing me down
Forcing me to arch
Forcing my hips up for your entry

You spasm and gasp
And pulse within me
For long moments I am pinned rigid as you climax
And I can only lie, awaiting my release

You relax and pull back
You release my wrists, stroke a breast

We kiss
And smile.

*****

34 Comments

  1. Martine says:

    Beautiful, sexy, and left me wanting more.

    1. simoneleigh says:

      Glad you enjoyed it. I’ll post more from time to time 🙂

  2. Lori says:

    Wow, this is beautiful…. I love it!

  3. Krystal Draper says:

    Omg so lustful and erotic. Im so wishing that was me. I love all ur work. Ur amazing 😍

  4. Barbara says:

    Felt every second of it. Bravo!

  5. Margy West says:

    My hubby became impotent around 15 years ago. We didn’t seek medication for fear of prostrate cancer(his father died of it). Reading that reminded me of those times before and made my soul sing again. We still havefun but without intercourse. Thank you Simone,the images are still imprinted in my brain,to return whenever we play in future.

    1. simoneleigh says:

      So sorry to hear that Margy. I receive quite a lot of messages of this sort; for people whose partners have died, fallen ill or who are themselves incapacitated. Knowing that my stories and poems can help, even when it’s only vicarious living, is a huge motivator for me to keep writing. Simone xx

  6. Krissy J says:

    Sensual, arousing and powerful yet soft. Beautiful!

  7. Mae says:

    Your writings are always a movie in my head! This is sooo hot!🔥💞🔥Thanks!

  8. Wendy says:

    Ever since you sent me your book of poetry, I have loved your poems. There is something special about them. Your writing is very special.

    1. simoneleigh says:

      Thank you 🙂

  9. Pat Orendorff says:

    Your words always transmit pictures in my head. They become a movie I am watching as well as feeling. Thanks for sharing.

    1. simoneleigh says:

      Good – if the movie plays in your head, then I’ve done my job right 🙂

  10. Tiffany Simmons says:

    Loved it!!

  11. Georgette says:

    Loved it!

  12. Chrisette Trevino says:

    Beautiful ! What an image.

  13. Beth Udall says:

    Mesmerizing and fulfilling, the pictures in my head don’t do your poetry justice but they will do, they most certainly will do! Thank you Simone!

    1. simoneleigh says:

      If I’ve painted pictures in your head, then I’ve achieved what I set out to do 🙂

  14. Janet says:

    Wow, Wow, wow! Very arousing. I will show this to my man. Then see what he does! Thank you!

    1. simoneleigh says:

      Yay!

  15. Christine says:

    Poetry in motion!! A lovely moment of the Master’s dominance but with such tenderness.

  16. April Beck says:

    Love this!

  17. Janet says:

    I love the Masters tenderness yet he demonstrates his Mastery over her. So Delicious. Thank you.

    1. simoneleigh says:

      Glad you enjoyed it. And thank you – that’s just the mood I was aiming for…

  18. Tree Schwartz says:

    Beautiful Simone. Thank you!

    1. simoneleigh says:

      Thanks, Tree 🙂

  19. Melissa says:

    Loved it!

  20. Linda says:

    What a poem both telling the wait and also the act of lovemaking in
    a lovely way

  21. Maggie says:

    Wow!!

    1. Charlotte Strickland says:

      Your writing and poetry feeds my soul.

      1. simoneleigh says:

        Ah, Charlotte, what a lovely thing to say. Thank you 🙂

  22. Anne Baker says:

    Just Wow

  23. Andrea says:

    I love your poetry!

    1. simoneleigh says:

      Thank you. I hope i made you smile 🙂

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