I am thankful for so many things in my life,
None of them has a price tag.

Love being the greatest of them all.

Wanting to please you,
My mouth became your toy.
Fingers enlaced with hair,
Guided me to your pleasure,
Taking yourself,
To the screaming edge.
Your fingers found the control,
Twisting, pinching, hearing me moan,
As you begged me to give into the greed.

Your body is encased in a suit of leather,
In preparation for sex with your other lover.
I know who she is and I approve,
Yet I am afraid one day, she will hurt you.
I hold you in my arms and love you completely,
Then kiss you goodbye as you turn and go to her.

My lips were wet, dripping with desire.
Slowly I lowered myself,
My pussy kissing the head of your cock.
Our mouths came together,
Inhaling each others moans as our bodies shook.
My mouth kissing yours,
My pussy, kissing your cock.
The desire flowed full circle.
My clit swelled against the head,
My tongue invaded your mouth.
Lust flavored my kiss,
As the edge of desire began to overtake me.
I slid the length of you inside me.
My pussy squeezed you with the strength of desire.
And your mouth covered mine,
Drinking in the moans of my cum,
As the liquids of my lust poured over you.

I watched as your hands went towards your neck.
Fingers grasping the neatly tied knot.
Engaged in conversation,
You did not know I was even watching.
Feeling the things that I felt,
You just did what came natural.
Slowly you slid it,
Side to side,
Loosening it.
Unraveling the knot.
Your fingers then grasped the button,
Unbuttoning it from your neck.
Slowly revealing the places I wanted to taste.
My lips could imagine the journey they would take.
My tongue yearned for the flavor of you.
Lust churned deep inside me.
And in my mind,
I was having you.

In the sleepy silence of morning sex,
You pushed your cock into my liquid heat.
Soft moans began to fill the silent room,
As we made love, slow and sweet.

I was your fairy princess,
Dressed in pink and lace.
Granting you three wishes,
My lips, my ass, my face.

Your good little fairy, you assured me
As so quickly I became,
You fucked my face heartily,
Your moans beget my name.

The base of your cock,
Was clamped tightly in my lips,
The gag of my throat massaging you,
As you thrust forth with eager hips.

Your fingers traveled down my body,
In search of the liquid heat,
Needing a place to probe and play,
As you gagged me with your meat.

My moans massaged your cock,
As your fingers probed my slick, wet hole.
My head became your plaything,
My pussy, under your complete control.

The heat began to roll through me,
The need to scream pulled my muscles tight,
My mouth so full of your probing cock,
My mind was soaring, caught up in flight.

Sated from the cum, I fell limp across your chest,
Nursing the cock still lodged tightly in my throat
My pussy lay before you, open wet and waiting,
Your tongue kissed into me, as my mind continued to float.

And I thought of nothing but the pleasure,
As the cum called to me from deep inside,
I shifted and took possession of your cock,
And rode headlong into the abyss of pleasure
You always, so willingly provide.

The heat between us in the midst of desire,
Is hotter than the blazing fires on the sun,
But when our bodies come to rest,
And our chests press against each other,
You heart, beating with mine, tells me all.
You are my lover, my precious love.
You are the only one.

Two for the price of one...

First read it this way...
Imagine your lover, a warm embrace
That quickly turns into a deep, need filled kiss...


Your lips delicately kissing my lips,
Your tongue, seeking the very core of me.
Your mouth drinking in my lust,
My desire, flowing hot, flowing free.


Now think about eating her pussy,
And read it again...

Your lips delicately kissing my lips,
Your tongue, seeking the very core of me.
Your mouth drinking in my lust,
My desire, flowing hot, flowing free.

A simple rant...

I dial seven numbers.
I listen to four rings.
I then have my intelligence insulted.

I hate that!

Here...let me make it a little clearer...

"Hi. You have reached "Enter name here". I cannot answer my phone right now. (duh.) Please leave your name, number and..blah...blah..blah after the beep."

How long have answering machines been around? A while, right? Do I really need instructions?

If I wasn't too lazy to record a personal message on my phone, it would sound like this...

"Hi. You've reached Brandy and I won't insult your intelligence on telling you what to do next."...beeeeep.

Your mouth below me,
Licking me, loving me,
Savoring the sweetness of me.
You beg me to please myself,
Your tongue dancing with my clit.
The pleasure overtakes me,
I think nothing but the lust,
I grind against you greedily.
Building the heat,
Wanting the explosion.
Moans of desire fill the air.
My hands grasp your head,
As I ride headlong into the abyss.
Your mouth covers me,
And you take what is yours.
Devouring my lust for you.

I want to spend the evening on a blanket,
In a field,
Looking for shooting stars.
Kisses will follow.
The need to touch will be intense.
No access below clothing will be allowed.
Want will become overwhelming,
The ride home will seem long.
Our bodies will sigh in relief,
As they touch completely,
Under a shower of hot water.
And want will become need,
As we head for the bedroom,
And add stars of our own to the constellations .

Buried deep inside me,
Your body ungulates with mine.
You feel the muscles grip you,
Massage you,
Become part of you.
You feel the pleasure
As it ebbs and flows.
Our mouths feed on each other,
Breathing in the moans,
Our tongues become lost,
The taste of two mouths combined,
Intoxicating.
As our skin melds together,
And the heat of one orgasm,
Pleases two.

We dance the dance of lust,
Hips thrusting, bodies shaking.
Lips savoring of the greed.
Devouring the aching.
Taking what is given,
And giving all our soul,
As we satisfy the need.

I spoke to the stars last night as if they were my friends,
And watched as they forged their paths across the open sky.
My mind was enthralled with the colors that sparkled from within.
Did the red reflect their passion?
What was between the hues of blue and green?
Are they content to just twinkle in the glorious wonder of the sky?
Or do they want more?

I sat on the porch tonight, taking a look at myself.
These are a few of the things that I realized.

I would prefer to sit in a field on a blanket
With nothing more to do than watch the clouds go by,
Than to attend any of the worlds most exciting events.

I see more beauty in the sky's colors at dawn and dusk,
Than any expensive material things.

Friend is a title very few people deserve in my life,
I believe true friendship shows in your comfort with silence.

I believe love is something three words cannot describe,
Love is something you feel, something you know.

I believe in sacrificing unselfishly for my child.
There will never be anything more important to me, in life, than my child.

I realized I am comfortable with myself,
I am happy with who I am.

Tonight I smiled.

His fingers were buried deep inside me,
Exploring me, rubbing me.
We had ended up on the floor,
My body cradled into his lap.
His arm holding me tightly to him,
My head pressed into his shoulder,
His hot words being whispered in my ear.
My body shuddered with orgasm,
The burning fires rolled though me
Totally consumed me,
My body clung to his,
A moan of pure lust dripped from my lips
As desire dripped from my pussy,
Clenching your fingers, riding the wave.
In a desperate moan of passion,
I begged you not to move,
To stay buried inside me,
As the aftershocks rolled through me.
The heat of your breath on my ear consumed me,
As the words you whispered, defined my heaven.

"My love, I would stay like this all night,
If it will fulfill your every desire."

Your fingers dripped with my hair,
As your hands guided my head.
Praising me as I sucked you.
Your good little girl.
My tongue so hot and wet.
You cock fucking my mouth as if it were your toy.
My throat constricted around the head.
My lips clamped onto the base.
You held me there as I nursed from you.
Drinking in the lust we have created.

The moment our bodies entwine,
There is perfection.
Every kiss,
So natural and fluid.
Every motion,
A beautiful dance of love.
Waltzing together,

Until we spill softly,
Into each others arms,
And fall asleep in heaven.

With you
Is where I was meant to be.

About last night...



In my mind,
I was a naughty little girl.
Eighteen.
So desperate for a man for fuck her.
Really fuck her.
A man
Who could appreciate her womanly desires.
A man
Who could make her cum...
Like a woman.

I felt so deliciously dirty,
Sinning in my uniform.
My head pinned into the sofa pillows.
Your hips thrusting towards my face,
As you fucked my wet lips.
Praising me.
My throat, taking you.
All of you,

My skirt lifted up.
My fingers on my clit,
As you had instructed.
Yours, holding my panties to the side,
As you dig deeply into my pit of fire.
Praising me being a good girl.
For making it cum for you.
The liquids of my lust,
Wetting my white cotton panties.
Dripping from your chest.

You placed my wet pussy,
In every position imaginable.
Making me cum over and over.
You fucked me,
Looking down at me.
You saw my white blouse,
Open to the waist.
My nipples pressed and confined,
In a pink trimmed white cotton bra.
My plaid skirt lifted up,
The matching wet panties, pulled to the side,
You watched the last few precious strokes.
Your cock sliding in and out of my tight, wet pussy.
Giving way to a torrent of lust,
Spewing liquid heat from your cock.
Finishing the fantasy,
As it splashes onto my little plaid skirt.