My Secret Sir / My Lady a Duet with Daydreamwriter

My Secret Sir

As the trains race by, stop after stop into the city we ride
You sit across from me daily, stop after stop, day after day
Only our eyes speak across the aisle

Do you desire to discover me like I desire to discover you, Sir?

Our hands entwined, bodies touching
A hunger building deep inside as the miles pass

Do you wish for this, Sir?

Almost inaudible moans emanating from my throat
The moist, smacking sounds of two lips hungering for each other
The growls emanating from the deepest carnal recesses

Do you hear me, Sir?

Can you feel my hand firmly grasping your growing desire?
The kneading of your needing growing stronger
Your breath quickening as the desire grows and grows and grows

Do you wish to gasp for air, Sir?

I cross the isle
Knees dirty and marred by the dirt of thousands
I release your caged urges
Plunging them down my throat, finally tasting the desires of days gone by

Do you want to feel this talent I have, Sir?

Tongue undulating in long strokes of my lips
Tightness surrounding you as my throat struggles to take its pleasure
The salty coating of my taste buds bursting with desire
Running circles around the rim with my tongue as I had so longed to do
Slurping up your forbidden desires

Do you wish to loosen your restraints, Sir?

Or, do you wish to take me
Rising from your seat to pin my face against the finger smudged glass
Of the door that has accepted and released the same throngs of thousands
Running your hands between my thighs from behind
Discovering the wetness that you always knew was waiting

Do you want?

Want to feel my deepest recesses and desires
My folds holding you hard and deep
Devouring your thrusts with every throbbing pulse
Receiving and worshiping your liquid offering
With an offering to you in return

Can I feel your raging cock, Sir?

We separate at the sudden jerk of a stop
Doors open, people scurry
I step out, in a daze, foggy, unclear
Only aware of the trickle of release streaming down the back of my calf

Oh, do you wish like I do, Sir?

Do you wish to find pleasure, unabandoned and desperate, Sir?

The train stops and before my mind catches up to reality
I see your lustful stare, and your desire being hidden by the newspaper you don’t read.

Is that hardness for me, Sir?

Am I the one you desire, Sir?

Written by Miss Amelia https://missameliaandsir.wordpress.com/

My Lady,

As the trains race by, stop after stop into the city we ride
You read across from me daily, book after book, day after day
Only our eyes speak across the aisle

Do you wish for desire my lady?
A hand upon yours, holding yours, along a journey to writhe with me
Fingers interlocked with yours, someone to hold, control you into ecstasy
Do you wish this my lady ?

Whispers that tingle your senses, needles that run down neck
Your love for words, what words do you wish my lady?
Words moaned against your ear, intentions sighed upon your neck
Kisses that land on those sultry moist lips, inhale my words, my essence to desire you
Do you hear me, my lady ?

Is it the lure in my eyes, to undress you with desire, stroke lust upon your body
Skin so soft my hands melt with it, smoothly skim to barely make contact
Feel you quiver beneath my palms as I reach your swollen breast
How it fits perfectly into my hold as I hear you gasp for air
Do you wish to gasp for air, my lady ?

When i move my tongue across your salty skin, towards your wetness
Nibble and suck those stiff nipples, a rigid arousal beyond your limits
Do you want to feel this talent I have, my lady ?

Lapping between your folds as required by passion, by need
Up and down your sweet honey, lick after lick, savoring your pearl
Swirl, tease, pulsate your bud, submerge my tastebuds into your warmth

Do you wish to loosen your restraints, my lady ?

Free to blanket your curves with my hardness
Come together, as oral sounds electrify motivation
Release those words you hold inside, within that resistance to let go
Let go and accept my fever to spell orgasm deep inside you
Do you want ?

Want, to feel me press deep inside of you my lady ?
My hands groping your ass, pin your hips to my face
Do you want me to swallow your juices my lady ?
Devour the velvet from inside your sex
Do you want to feel this raging cock my lady?

Thoughts of you spill over me, flood my mind with ecstasy
I want to master your release, let it go my lady
Release yourself from that seat and come to me, come with me
Do you wish my lady?

Wish, to writhe in such pleasures my lady ?

The train stops and before my mind catches up to reality
I see you blush, looking up from the spilled ink left on your lap

Are your panties wet with desire my lady ?

Am I the book you are yearning for my lady ?

Written by Daydreamwriter https://adaydreamwriter.wordpress.com/

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