Control

Hands  behind my back
As you shove
My face into the bed
Biting and kissing on my ass
As you rear back your hand
And land a firm smack
Echoes throughout the room
With every connecting hit
My pussy begins to drip
As you wrap your hand
Around my neck pulling me up
To spread my legs and caress my clit
Causing my knees to buckle
Your firm grip
Forces me to stand up straight
Then you turn me around
And beckon for me to
Bow to you
'OPEN'
You say as you
Slide your ride solid dick
Through my lips
Grabbing my head
As you fuck my throat
I slob all over your dick
Taking it in and out
Staring up at you as i deep-throat it
Being sure to
Show your balls
The same attention
Because my job
Is to make you cum
I feel your body
Tense up as you
Get close to your climax
As you release your nut
You collapse on the bed
SWALLOWED
All smiles because
I pleased sir

- Authentic

Emotionally Invested

I didn't realize

I was emotionally invested 

Until I tried to make a withdrawal 

And came up short

Now I'm stuck trying to

Make up for my overdrafts 

Calculating the time spent

With the failed outcome 

Seeing that I went bankrupt

Before the fact

But I never received

The previous warnings

Now my account is closed

And I'm struggling

To open it up again

But the pain....

That comes from

Being emotionally invested

Is what's tearing

Me apart the most

-DECLINED-

- Authentic Jay 

Addictive

Heavy breathing

Sweat trickling down my back

Clammy hands

Experiencing something close to a heart attack

My cravings have returned

But how could this be

I can’t stop thinking about

How badly I want you inside of me

Erotic daydreams

Transforming into pleasurable nightmares

Of candle lights flickering in the background

While you’re pulling my hair

Awaking in the middle of the night

Drenched in sweat

Crossing my legs because

Down there is dripping wet

Drenching after a little play

As I start moaning your name

You’re nowhere insight

But I’m telling you I came

Going for round 2

I haven’t climaxed yet

Remembering how you hit my spots

That’s something I’ll never forget

Visions of you and I

Playing in my mind so clear

Every time I’m close to cumming

I’m wishing you were near

Dialing your number

I can be so predictive

Nothing can ever replace you

Because you’re so addictive

-          Authentic Jay

Our Sex

Our sex is amazing

It’s astonishing

Breathtaking

Marvelous

Extraordinary

Spectacular

It’s every synonymous word to great

Our sex is mind blowing

My thoughts could never compare to your actions

As we lay out a full scene

Using the bed

Floor

Kitchen

Couch

Table

Car

As our stage

Our sex is the ultimate high

You kiss me to cloud nine

And then stroke me to the stars

My ‘no I don’t do that’

Has become ‘yes I want more’

Our sex is rough

You slam me up against the wall

Shove me down to the floor

Pull my hair so that I come back to you

Spanking me while telling me who owns it

Leaving love marks all over my body

Our sex is love

Soft pecks on my neck

As your hand glides across my thigh

Sending shockwaves down my spine

Met with a passionate kiss

Oh my…..

Our sex is….ours

Through the pain

The moans

The screams

The back breaking

The sweating

The scratching, biting

Ha…the cumming….

It’s love..it’s sex..

It’s you…it’s me..

It’s our sex.

- Authentic Jay 

Something Like a Love Poem

I believe Love poems are supposed to be felt

Like the words should jump off the page

And create a new beat in your heart

Make you fall head over heels

And tumble down a hill

Or something like that

Smitten by the first line

Infatuated by the last stanza

Rubbing your belly because of the butterflies

While reading about the twinkle in your eyes

And holding back the tears

As you get all the feels

They’re a representation of what we feel

Or what wish we could feel

Every word coming from the heart

Being led by the mind

And felt by the soul

Reused lines like “Together we could grow old”

Followed by the waking up to your smile

And staring into your eyes that burn with passion

With hopes that this thing will last

Mixed with wonders of us moving too fast but

When I try to write a love poem

To express how I feel about you

I end up with incomplete lines

And blank pages

I could try to write a book about it

But that still wouldn’t be enough

I could write about how you’re always on my mind

But that’s the problem

You’re always on my mind

The story would remain unfinished

Because I never stop thinking about you

So, I’m not going to write a love poem

I’m going to write a poem about

What a love poem could be about

To show you how

My feelings towards you

Are deeper than any love poem could convey

Bringing out the clichés that I refuse to use

And realizing that no words could express the way I feel about you

Because I believe that a love poem from me to you

Should captivate your mind

Add that new beat to your heart

And be felt…by your soul.

-Authentic Jay 

Free Write

My actions speak louder than my words

Take my prose and times it by ten

Can you feel it?

Can you feel my breath at your tip?

Can you feel my tongue sliding down your shaft?

Can you feel the back of my throat?

Maybe not yet.

Just close your eyes.

For a second

Let my words lead your mind. 

As I open my mouth

Your head is greeted by my soft breath

My mouth waters as I slide my tongue down your shaft

Getting your ego dripping wet

Long strokes as I guide you to

The back of my throat

hold…hold…hold….hold…

Explode. Swallow. 

Did you feel it?

- Authentic Jay 

Dominate Me

Sir, I need to be handled.

Grab me

Bite me

Scratch me

Spank me

HURT ME

I need to be handled.

Bring me pleasure through the pain

Let the tears stream down my face

As I moan in ecstasy

Gripping the sheets to hold in my cum

Because you commanded me to

I need to be handled

Tie me up

Hands behind my back

Handful of my curls

As you slide into my mouth

Jamming every last inch in and out

Until the cream runs down my chin

I need to be handled

Leave your mark

Bruises

Scratches

Teeth indents

Hand prints

I need to be handled

Make me crave you

Tease me with the tip

Until my waters run deep

Slip your manhood inside and

Allow my juices to envelop it

I need to be handled

Get in deep with eye contact

Before flipping me over

And sliding into a lil anal play

Deep long strokes

With a grip around my neck

Whispering ‘You can cum now baby’

I need to be handled

Snatching my body down to the edge of the bed

As you grip my legs and prevent me from escaping

Going in for the kill

Tongues, lips, and fingers never felt so good

‘Give Sir what he wants’

Explosions release from my inner

As I collapse from total body exhaustion

A peck on the lips before being forced into round 2

Sir, I need to be handled.
- Authentic Jay